Adm. McRaven: Mandatory Palate Cleanser

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by Smitty

Savor all ~20 minutes of this:

McRaven is the antithesis of Obama’s fatuousness. I’m just posting this here for ready reference after the next installment of Barack’s Caillou-esque blather.

In fact, the GOP should just play excerpts of McRaven between now and November, just to ensure a full-on tsunami of red-meat eating Americans arrive at the polls.

Alternately, I’m just a squid, and this speech is tantamount to porn. And no, I never qualified even to apply to go to BUDS, being far too blind. Seriously, though: watch this speech if you have trouble remembering pre-Obama America.

Remember: this is the Admiral whom #OccupyResoluteDesk referred to as a General.

via HotAir, and God bless whoever posted it.

37 comments

  3. Good stories, but I’m a little skeptical of the one about the black seals. Everyone knows that blacks can’t swim, as they can’t do math. That’s just the way that God made the world.

  8. No.

    I’m a simply one who preaches simple truths to those who seem afraid to admit that which is blatantly obvious.

    And while I appreciate the Admiral’s distinguished service, no amount of talking to others is going to enable blacks to do calculus or to swim. It. Ain’t. Happening. Period.

    God made the world the way it is and we’d best start to deal with it honestly and truthfully.

    What’s so hard about that?

  9. Jack Reacher is a bit more catchy, though. A man fighting for the truth, against all odds.

    The consequences of avoiding simple truths are far worse than those of confronting them, IMO.

    Interestingly, no one in this forum has actually disputed any of the points I’ve made. Not once.

  10. You are not worthy of debate, just mockery. Go stir the shit over at The Raw Story with your fellow lefty racists, there must be some minority who has gone off the libtard reservation you can lynch.

  15. Sounds like the clean and neat version of the same descriptions of training that Dick Marcinco wrote about in his Rogue Warrior books.

    The late Mark Scott used to interview Marcinco once in a while. He was always a hoot. And by “a hoot” I mean he’s the kind of guy who walks in a room and you desperately look for a broom or something so you can look busy.

  19. His nic in the Mekong Delta was “Sharkman.” Someone called him that when he was gathering the group to establish Seal Team 6 and the result was not good for the guy that tried it.
    He came to Parkersburg, WV back in the mid 90s and I listened to a radio interview during that visit. He was a hoot. He worked hard, but he played just as hard.

  21. The speaker at my commencement in ’79 was Dr. Jonas Salk. I remember that, but nothing of what he said.

    I read Admiral McRaven’s speech and thought, damn it, that would have stuck with me for sure.

  22. Speaking of Black SEALs, the class leader in my Surface Rescue Swimmer class was a Black BM2. His body fat percentage could not have been more than six percent. He floated like a brick.

    And guess who I was paired with for the 800 meter buddy tow? I knew the only way I could tow him was by swimming fast enough to plane him and keep him afloat. It worked, but was damned tough. But again, it did work.

    On the other hand, none of us were particularly buoyant back then. He didn’t have a much easier time towing me.

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