A Russ Vaughn Twofer
Just to set the mood for Russ's latest, don't miss Hanoi Jane Rides Again, and don't forget to follow the link to Michelle's latest column.
Forever Green
Jane Fonda seeks exoneration, Forgiveness from her traitored nation. What say you warriors fought that war? Is forgiveness due that wartime whore? So rich, so smart, she thought she knew Much more than us, we bloodied few. So smug, self-serving, seeking fame, The rich bitch played her seditious game.
A game that cost me many friends, Many, thanks to Jane, came to bad ends. I’ve borne scars forty years or more, From lies laid on me by this whore. Self-serving now she sells her tale, This traitor who should be in jail. Is it within our souls to grant her grace? Our souls shout, “No… spit in her face!”
So self assured, she played high stakes, Telling American prisoners, “That’s the breaks.” She accused brave men of heinous crimes, Which were disproved in future times. And now our country knows the truth Jane Fonda betrayed us in our youth. She asks us now to read her book, Americans, the folks this bitch forsook.
So now she crawls, her conscience bare, To tell us she screwed up back there. Well, hell, we knew that way back then, This Hanoi Jane who helped them win. It was glory then for this airhead star, But forever now she’ll bear the scar A scarlet letter she’ll now wear, A stench forever in her hair.
So Jane, dear, you must realize, You’re the devil in a helmet in our eyes. When Vietnam vets raise up their toasts It’s to damn your soul, to salute our ghosts. We swear, we living, to our long-dead brave, We’ll live to piss upon your grave. So Jane, good fortune, unforeseen, Your traitor’s grave will be forever green.
Russ Vaughn 2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment 101st Airborne Division Vietnam 65-66
My apologies for not posting this one two days ago (I was too loaded up on pain killers to see straight.) Better late than never, as they say:
Liberal Experts
The things most Liberal’s Think they’re experts on, Are usually the things, They've never done. While their rhetoric’s raucous, Their record is poor In suiting up for the game, Or volunteering for war. It’s so easy to think You’re calling it right, When you’re not on the field, Or involved in the fight; To piously protest The spilling of blood, While not one drop of yours Lies mixed with the mud.
Oh yes it’s so easy To be scolding and bold, When you’ve not felt the fear Makes the blood run ice cold. Standing safe on the sidelines, Do you never feel shame, When you’re bawling at us That we’re blowing the game? Till you’ve carried the rifle, Till you’ve handled the ball, Just sit down and shut up And let us make the call. To you few Liberal warriors, Who truly give us your best, We wish your hearts and cojónes Were shared by the rest.
Russ Vaughn 2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment 101st Airborne Division Vietnam 65-66
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