Journalist reports on the resistance our convoys face heading to Baghdad - GoFuckYourself.com

stocktrader23 · 03-24-2003, 01:10 PM

http://www.msnbc.com/news/889555.asp

It's a great read but rather long. Here's one paragraph that pretty much sums up what our troops face on the road to Baghdad.

" Dusk was falling. There were Bradleys everywhere, and they had discovered a group of Iraqis coming toward them with small arms. They engaged. There wasn?t any return fire against the massive fire from the tanks. One American soldier was yelling, ?Kill the motherf?kers!? This is not a stroll into Baghdad. All along this road they?ve been encountering similar attacks by militia loyal to Saddam who are taking it upon themselves to fight. Bands of Iraqis are resisting, and there are casualties. My car is shrapnel and I?m basically embedded now. I don?t have much chance of going independent again and, to be honest, I don?t know if I want to. "

03-24-2003, 01:10 PM	#1
stocktrader23 Let's do some business. Industry Role: Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The dirty south. Posts: 18,781	Journalist reports on the resistance our convoys face heading to Baghdad http://www.msnbc.com/news/889555.asp It's a great read but rather long. Here's one paragraph that pretty much sums up what our troops face on the road to Baghdad. " Dusk was falling. There were Bradleys everywhere, and they had discovered a group of Iraqis coming toward them with small arms. They engaged. There wasn?t any return fire against the massive fire from the tanks. One American soldier was yelling, ?Kill the motherf?kers!? This is not a stroll into Baghdad. All along this road they?ve been encountering similar attacks by militia loyal to Saddam who are taking it upon themselves to fight. Bands of Iraqis are resisting, and there are casualties. My car is shrapnel and I?m basically embedded now. I don?t have much chance of going independent again and, to be honest, I don?t know if I want to. " __________________ Hands Free Adult - Join Once, Earn For Life "I try to make a habit of bouncing my eyes up to the face of a beautiful woman, and often repeat “not mine” in my head or even verbally. She’s not mine. God has her set aside. She’s not mine. She’s His little girl, and she needs me to fight for her by keeping my eyes where they should be."