October 31, 2004
Or something like that.
Speaking of armor, via Peter the Blogless, I was pointed to The Question Cat's very graphic, very gripping, very compelling post of one man's attempt to deal with the aftermath of a recent terrorist attack in Iraq.
You probably don't want to read it at work, because it's rich in F-bombs, and quite disturbing to read. Think "first 10 minutes of Saving Private Ryan".
After you finish it, let the following words echo in your head as you vote for Bush on Tuesday:
Those trauma plates are a big piece of ceramic, stiff and heavy, but comparatively light weight. A piece of steel with similar protective value would simply be too much to carry. It is contoured to curve around your body on either side. Shrapnel hitting it will generally either imbed into the plate, or more likely deflect off. The plates are expensive, and can crack if mistreated. Each one has a serial number, and costs hundreds of dollars. They are worth every [f***ing] penny. [...]I am so glad this kid had his plates. Long before any of us got there, those things saved his ass. They save lives all over Iraq.
Thanks again Kerry, you shit, for voting against them.
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