“George was a husband, a father, a grandfather, an uncle, a brother and a friend, but one role that he was especially proud of was that of Army Infantryman.

“He was a career serviceman and a highly decorated Vietnam War veteran. He served in many units and battalions, but the one closest to his heart was the 26th Infantry Regiment of the 1st Infantry Division….Interment will follow at a future date in Ft. Benning, Ga….”

As a young captain, Wolfe commanded Infantry Officer’s Candidate School class 504-68 at Ft. Benning, of which I was a graduate in June, 1968. He had talked me out of quitting, when the daily stress of the six-month program finally wore me down.

Although I was commissioned in Armor, I fought in Vietnam as an Infantry lieutenant, and like Lieutenant Colonel Wolfe, I have always been proud of being an Infantryman.

Via The Pittsburgh Tribune-Review.

“The fine print of the law says sites that distribute copyrighted content could be subject to summary censorship… But it also encompasses any sites that LINK to copyrighted content…”

Like the link above. And Instapundit, who does very little else. In fact, you could say this new law will be the death of American blogging as we have known it. Geez, Louise, could that possibly be a coincidence?

UPDATE:  I’m sure it’s no coincidence at all that the Leftist media is bankrolling some of the SOPA bribes. They love the blogs so.

The “carnage and desolation” has “to be seen to be believed,” says the unidentified narrator of Hitchcock’s  53 minute film. And so it is. No sensibility is spared. The film is so grisly that it was suppressed for years by the British war office. What makes it so horrible is its pitiless recording of the mass-grave burial of thousands of naked starvation victims, none of them ever identified, by their Nazi SS captors at the direction of angry Allied soldiers.

Parts of the film finally were aired in 1985 under the title “Memory of the Camps.” But Google Video is making it available in its disquieting entirety for the first time. You will share the shock (though certainly not the guilt) of the well-fed  German burgomeisters who were rounded up from local towns and made to stand and watch. If you can view the whole thing in one go, you’re braver than me. But I finally got through it, and it was worth it, especially for the contempt it generates for Holocaust deniers, Muslim and otherwise.

That’s the Green fantasy, which pols like because it allows them to tax and spend and hire more cronies for enforcement of their new government rules that supposedly will be our salvation. (Yeah, like sugar-filled, fat-free food.)

Spengler (David P. Goldman) has crunched the numbers and gathered the studies and found that, surprise, surprise, the truth is the opposite of the Green version: the real population bomb is going to implode and take more than a few countries (Germany, Japan, France, Greece, Turkey, Iran) with it into extinction, and all within the lifetimes of our children. (Those of us who have children.)

“Population decline is the elephant in the world’s living room…the social life of most developed countries will break down within two generations…The world faces a danger more terrible than the worst Green imaginings…For the first time in history, the birth rate of the whole developed world is well below replacement, and a significant part of it has passed the demographic point of no return.”

Congratulate yourselves, all you people who prefer dogs and cats to children. So far, the USA and Israel are likely to survive this one, much to the chagrin of their bitter enemies. Funny how truth is always more interesting than fantasy. You can pick up a copy of Goldman’s new book on this subject, How Civilizations Die: And Why Islam is Dying Too, here.

Not counting Indian “warrior” raids on schools, first recorded in 1764, the first recorded one was in 1871, in La Grange County, Indiana. There were just six more in the Nineteenth Century.

Then things really picked up. The Bloody Twentieth Century recorded twenty-three before World War II. Fourteen more by 1960. Then a hundred and thirty-two before the Columbine High School massacre in Littleton, CO, in April, 1999.

Followed by  a hundred and twenty-six more by Jan. 22 of this year. Whew.

So these things really aren’t new, except in the sense of clothing fashions, i.e. what’s old is new again.

Forever. He says he won’t miss it. I already do, a little. All those afternoons in the heat or cold or rain waiting with other parents (mostly mothers) for the let-out and the pick-up. Holding my hand on the walk to the car. Ancient history now.

Next stop Middle School, just down the street.  Yee-ahhh. And puberty. Oh joy. (Or no joy.) Time will tell. He will play the clarinet in band. At least in sixth grade. Boy scouts will continue, and monthly camping trips, at least until he’s a First Class. More evening and weekend youth basketball? Probably.

Other than that? Girlfriends? Sex? Time to begin some serious prayer.

“AT LEAST SEVENTY wicked witches were melted in last night’s unexpected drizzle. Governor Corbett has declared a state of emergency, and has designated Sunday as a day of prayer and human sacrifice.”

News from Dr. Boli’s Celebrated Magazine.

These are the men of 60th Company, OC 504-68, who were killed in Viet Nam.

We graduates of that 1968 class at Infantry Officers Candidate School at Fort Benning, Georgia, commemorate these seven each Memorial Day.

One graduate:  1LT Jacob Lee Kinser, a Huey pilot.

Two Tactical Officers:  CPT Reese Michael Patrick and 1LT Daniel Lynn Neiswender, both infantry commanders.

Four drop-outs:  CPL Sherry Joe Hadley, SP4 Reese Currenti Elia Jr., CPL Robert Chase, and SP4 Jeffrey Sanders Tigner, all infantry riflemen.