I’m not sure how in tuned into you are with your public broadcasting station, but I like to watch mine for at least 2 to 3 hours a day, daily. Doing that I occasionally see newscast from different new agencies from all across the Globe. I always learn something new, I learn a lot. Some of it I like, some it I’m in the middle of the road and some of it I hate and is completely ridiculous.

The reason I bring up that last comment is because I saw a show and that show in particular is Frontline and they were doing a piece on Iraq. It commented on one of their shows they have coming up and they stated, “How America Lost Iraq.” That really boils my blood. The reason it does is because of the lives that were lost, the soldiers, marines, airmen, and sailors that were wounded and their lives were changed forever and will never be the same. Are you brave enough to tell the parents of the fallen how America Lost Iraq? Are you going to say the same thing about Afghanistan when we exit? I’ve lost a LOT of friends in the mountains of Afghanistan. I am one of those wounded and my life will never be the same. Are you brave enough to tell me to my face how we lost Afghanistan? Fuck it, I dare you to say how we lost Iraq or Afghanistan! I’ve lost friends in both countries.

We take our liberties such as freedom of speech for granted. I can’t believe how America treated our veterans when they returned home from a hard fought fight in Vietnam, with some thinking they would never see the United States again, but because of their tact and humility they didn’t do a thing. The conditions they fought in were 100 times harder than what my comrades and I fought, but Americans, were “so patriotic” had the audacity spit in the face of the soldiers, marines, airmen and sailors as they returned physically, mentally and spiritually spent. They were called baby killers. All these individuals were doing was following orders. If you’re given an order, especially in a time of war and you don’t execute said order, you WILL be punished under the Uniformed Code Of Military Justice and you WILL be convicted supposedly by a jury of your peers (sure, yeah right) and sent to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas to spend who knows how much time. So I applaud every one of them, for not lashing out and breaking the neck of every person that what brave enough to spit and run. Every time I see a Vietnam veteran I say thank you and give them a proper welcome home Brother. Also, according to america, we lost Vietnam. Is it because we pull out of a country, we’ve lost? What constitutes a loss? In Vietnam and Iraq when American and allied lives are sacrificed by an unknown enemy and you are trying to fight a fair fight according the Geneva Convention, but the enemy is fighting an unfair fight and half the time you don’t know who the enemy is. Pulling out is the sensible thing to do right? That what I would do if I were the President of the United States of America.

We as America need to start worrying about our own country. Yes other countries are at war, but we, America was at war at one time. Does The Civil War Ring a bell? Before the Civil War someone took charge and brought an intelligent group of individuals together and organized this country. Why can’t they do the same? Because every time someone tries to take charge there’s an outcry of hatred or violence outbreak, somethings got to give. I’m not saying our country has the perfect blueprint, but the framework is there. If we go back to our own framework we could possibly get something done.

Congress can’t even pass a fucking bill, but yet they blame it on the President. I’m not just talking about the current President, I’m taking, Clinton, Bush, shit, his Dad even. Congress has too much damn power. The power is supposed to be with the PEOPLE and not with the Government.




** OIF – Operation Iraqi Freedom
** OEF – Operation Enduring Freedom



<>We the PEOPLE of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”




uncle-sam-rantingI really hate to talk about this subject, but I feel the need to so here goes.

Why are we as people in this great country of ours so ignorant? It’s not all of us, it’s the small percentage of us that make all of us look bad. The rest of the world see that small percentage and plaster it and that what America is. What makes it even worse, instead of ignoring the problem, it’s us that take that “small” percentage and make it right. Why? Because we are ignorant. For instance, I’ll take an old issue that continues to come up, but instead of individuals doing simple research for themselves, they believe what someone else says. Our Commander in Chief, President Barack Hussein Obama, 65-70% of the American public think he is a muslim because of his name, when in fact, he was born in Hawaii. Is Hawaii apart of America? I forgot? Another thing, they wanted him to do was produce his birth certificate, really? Yep, let me get right on that. I’m the most Powerful man in the world and you want me to flash my Birth Certificate on television to prove a fucking point, get the fuck out of here.

As I’ve said before, I don’t agree with A LOT of his policies and A TON of his legislation that his has passed and his trying to get passed, BUT he is the President. As a Veteran, it irritates the FUCK out of me to hear, military personnel talk openly about the president on social media outlets. Once you signed that contract, you lost that right homie. You have a job to do. DO IT. Now when it comes to a Veteran, it makes me sick because, they fought and have lost brothers for this same cause, but will openly bash our Commander in Chief, that’s not right. I will admit, that I was guilty of it until, I was checked by a very good friend of mine, who I have the utmost respect for who is still in uniform to this day. I love this guy like my own brother. For him to check me, it hit home. I also understand that as an American that we have the ability to the Freedom of Speech, but we should also be accountable for our speech. If you are man/woman enough to say it, then you are man/woman enough to deal with the consequences that go along with it, fair right?rant2

Another thing that we as Americans do is put All Muslims in the category as Terrorists. Why? Because, of some radical Islamists. Yes, it’s hard to weed them out, but we can’t target one whole religion, because we don’t know how to target one specific type of individual, oops, we already do that, but not with a religion, we do it with a race of people. That’s not the topic of this post. Different time! I’m #DONE.

Mr. Mikey

Today, I have a real treat for you guys. Today’s Blog post will not be about me. A friend of mine had to write a Blog Post for an assignment. I read and thought it was hilarious and I wanted to share it with you. A little background on my Brother. He was the Platoon Sergeant of the Platoon I was out with when our truck was hit by and Improvised Explosive Device (IED). He broke both of his arms and they had to put a grip of screws and plates in his ankle, though he was injured, he wasn’t worried about himself, his only worry was about everybody else. Now that’s a real muthaf******* leader. The Driver broke some vertebre in his back, broke his heel (I’m not sure of all his injuries), I broke my heel, ankle and torn all type of ligaments in my foot that I didn’t even know existed. In addition to my, the Driver and Mikey, 2 other passengers were injured. I hope he doesn’t mind that I mentioning his name. I love this guy as if he was my blood brother. Matter of fact, everyone that was in the vehicle are my brothers and sister for life. Okay, let’s get into his post. I introduce the world to Mr. Mikey Sampsell.

Flag Pic for BlogFor my Blog this week, I visited http://usconstitution.net/ and as per instruction, I would like to offer some feedback as to what I learned as I navigated that site.  First of all, the very first thing I noticed was the meticulous organization of its webpage.  Everything seemed easy to locate and appeared to cover everything you would ever want to know about the structure of the US Government.  The first tab on which I clicked was labeled “Failed Amendments.”  I have always been a somewhat negative person so this selection came as no surprise to me.  I was one sentence in to the Corwin Amendment of 1861 when it happened; I was suddenly and overwhelmingly attacked by pop-up advertisements.

The first one did not seem out of the ordinary.  Apparently, I was randomly selected to take part in a survey for the website.  Of note, at the completion of the survey I would receive a valuable gift.  You can imagine my excitement at the prospect of a valuable gift considering my birthday isn’t until December (the 19th to be exact in case anyone wants to write that down).  It was, as the survey stated, completely my decision whether or not to participate.  However, there was no way to navigate away from it.  So, with that in mind, and the valuable gift, of course, I decided to answer a few questions.  This first (and only as it turned out) question simply asked me where it was I was viewing the website.  I made quick work of this question by answering “home” without a moment’s hesitation.  I was anxiously awaiting the next query when I was, having been randomly selected to take three more surveys, redirected.  These surveys informed me that while I would not only be providing a valuable service to the public, I could also be compensated monetarily for my participation.  I could make anywhere from $5 to $75 per completed survey!  The world can say what it wants but America remains the land of opportunity.

Pic for the BlogI spent the better part of the next two minutes trying to decide whether I should participate.  At the same time, I also had to decide if I really needed to install this “Open Download Manager” so I could download videos faster.  It was highly recommended that I do so.  As if my plate weren’t already full, my world was suddenly turned upside down by what came next.

What follows next I am only pointing out due to its relevancy.  I was wounded twice in combat; the first time was in Iraq on July 7, 2004 and the second time in Afghanistan on April 25, 2010.  In the latter case, I would undergo four surgeries to repair both my arms and reattach my foot.  As you might imagine, this required screws, bolts, (probably some duct tape), and titanium plates.  Since undergoing these surgeries, I often get rashes at the wound sites.  They are red, itchy, and generally just unpleasant.  The only thing I can do for this is apply generous amounts of anti-itch cream and ignore it.  However, according to what I was now seeing, this was just the tip of the iceberg.  My rashes had nothing to do with the hardware in my appendages and everything to do with a terrifying new disease called “The American Parasite.”  You can’t make this up.  This ailment is characterized by itchy rashes, belly fat, inability to sleep, and occasional bouts of depression.  It is these exact characteristics that I use to describe myself on social media sites.  It is clear to me that I have this disease and that I am going to die.  There is no cure as legislation to address and develop a means to combat it are hopelessly stuck in the legislatures of both New York and, you guessed it…Mexico.  All I can do is hope and cease to eat all the foods I crave because according to this new information made available to me, it’s not me craving it, it’s the American Parasite.

Garcinia Cambogia offered a slight glimmer of hope as it informed me that I had again been randomly selected to participate in their special offer.  For those of you not in the know, Garcinia Cambogia is the latest craze in fat-burning.  According to the information I have been provided, GC burns fat quicker and more efficiently than any other product of its kind.  I am not sure whether I believe this claim as Garcinia Cambogia’s literal translation is “Fat Sucker” which you can see works on two levels.  But at only $59.99 for a month’s supply, I think it might be worth the risk.  Sure, I am obviously going to be killed by the American Parasite; but at least I can die without all this belly fat.Pic for the Blog 1

In closing, http://usconstitution.net/ looks like it was created as a very useful site for students, teachers, and citizens in general.  However, the endless pop-up advertisements prevent the user from actually navigating the site.  I would not recommend this site to anyone until such a time the administrators decide to repair it so that it operates as it was originally intended.  Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to click and see if I in fact do qualify for financial aid at Long Island Beauty School.


When will we as Americans start to recognize each other as Americans instead of a Social Class, Race, Ethnicity or any other category you can dream up? From what I’ve seen, the only time the United States becomes “United,” it takes a major event such as a terrorist attack, to happen on our front porch. It’s very frustrating to hear people from all walks of life complain about how this race/ethnicity is this way or a certain religion is bad because of this or that. Instead, how about we say, we as Americans have all types of issues, what can be done to fix them? Whether you believe it or not, or are willing to accept it, we are all Americans. Yes, I know there are those that are American through a process of paperwork and not by birthright, but why are we all treated differently?

A lot of individuals are willing to sacrifice their lives just to escape one way of living so they can achieve the “American Dream,” meaning, they want what seems to be a better life and also have the right to be able to make their own decisions and so forth. I also realize that there are a large number of illegal immigrants in America (Different Topic). I am not going to sit here and tell you that at some point in my life that I have never been prejudice against another race or religion of certain people because of an irreversible act of Terrorism. I will admit and I am not ashamed to say that after the individuals that were responsible for the attacks on the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, and they were identified that I contained a strong hate for people of the Middle-Eastern Decent/Muslim faith. That is a very ignorant way of thinking, I know, but I wasn’t or didn’t want to be educated at the time, because I thought it was the right thing to do. It took me having to be deployed to Iraq/Afghanistan and forced to interact with some common individuals in those countries to realize that you can’t blame an entire religion or a group of people because they have a couple of “misguided” children. I won’t take all the blame for this hatred either, some of that hate can be attributed to the way the media portrayed these people at that time. It took me to see with my own eyes there are people in these countries that don’t have a radical way of thinking and they don’t wake up everyday with the thought of killing Americans or Foreign Troops on their mind.

America has come a long way since the days of slavery and segregation, but there is still a large number of ethnic groups (not just Black) who think that they are owed something by White Americans. I didn’t realize these ethnic groups are being forced to America in large numbers, packed to the brim of a ship for months on end with barely enough food and water; I didn’t realize these ethnic groups are still being beat up, attacked by dogs, deterred by the National Guard because they want to attend a certain University for higher learning. I understand what individuals in that era had to endure and I am not saying forget about it, how about we honor those individuals by coming together, so as they look down on us, they will be able to say, “I now understand why I had to endure pain and suffering; so the future America doesn’t have to.” It’s no longer a Race, Ethnic or Social Class thing, it’s an America thing. We all struggle with the lack of proper education, lack of motivation to get a job, lack of respect for our elders, lack of regard for law enforcement/authority in general, etc. I could go on, but what is that going to do other than make you wish that I would shut up? Instead of segregating a certain race or ethnic group, how about we work together as 1 group, Americans, and tackle this problem together. If we continue to separate ourselves, this process will happen continuously.

That also rings true when we set out to the polls to elect our officials of Government, whether it be City, County, State or Federal Levels. If we as Americans are not taking advantage of our right to vote and are voting for the right reasons then it’s our fault that the individual we elect does not meet the expectations set forth. I honestly think, no matter which party is in control, someone, somewhere is still going to complain. Its very hard to make everyone happy. I’m sure not many Black Americans will admit to this, but I didn’t vote for President Barak Obama solely because he was black, I voted for him in the 2008 Presidential Election, because I thought he was going to finally get this country back on track. I had hope and believed in what he said. It’s now 2014 and it feels like we are “marching in place,” because the same individuals we elected (The House, Senate and Congress) seem to want to pacify the rest of the world instead of making sure the people in its country are taken care of, but that’s a whole different issue. Don’t get me wrong, I do understand we have to uphold our foreign relations, because that’s just how it works, but I don’t agree with making another country happy with the sacrifice of innocent men and women. (That’s an entirely different issue; don’t get me going!)

In order for America to fix itself, we as Americans need to stop thinking of “self “and start thinking of “us.” There is a small percentage of individuals that have my way of thinking and I am sure any changes of this magnitude will not be seen in my lifetime, hopefully for my children. Maybe they will get it right. There are going to be those that read this and will be able to take bits and pieces from this; it’s a start. Now only if we could get our elected officials on the same page. Its time for America to take back America and stop letting an individual think for us. We all know what we want, we just need to stop depending on someone else to try to figure out what it is.




Setenta y Ocho

Today was an awesome day. I know that I was putting together Words of Wisdom by Sheezy, Part 2, it’s still a work in progress, but I would like to share a special moment that I had today with all of you. Today, my family and I went to a certain city here in Georgia and went on boat ride about this city and awesome facts about this place. Well, I was talking to this older couple on the boat; regular conversation, where you from, all that good stuff.

Of Course I was repping my state with my Alabama hat and this older gentleman asked me if I was from Alabama? I said, Roll Tide! (That means yes in Alabamian) He asked what brought my family and I to this area? I told him that I was active duty military, but I was medically retired because of some injuries I sustained while deployed. The boat ride was a little over an hour. We came back to the dock, I gave the hostess a tip and me and the family went to our favorite restaurant, which is TOP SECRET and will not be disclosed in this format.

The older gentleman walked in behind us and asked if we were going to be eating some lunch and we all in unison said Yes! The next thing he did, I could not believe. I’ve had it happen to me, by myself, but not with my family. This gentleman and his wife said, that we had to let them pay for our lunch. I said, no I can’t let you do that. He then said that’s the least he could do for a fellow Veteran. We ordered our food, but while we were waiting for our food, the couple had already gotten their food and was about to leave. He walked over to me and said, Thank You for your service and sacrifice for this country. I told him, that I was only doing what I felt was the right thing to do.

Before he walked off, I asked if I could have his email address so that we could keep in touch. He was a little shocked because he didn’t think that I would be interested in to talking to an older couple. He then said to me that he fought in Vietnam and that the welcome he received when he returned to this great country of ours, was not what he thought a person that did what he did and see what he saw should receive. As he was saying this he started to get choked up. I then told him, Thank You for your service and that he did what he thought what was right; I also told him that he wasn’t the one that volunteered to go and fight. His country called and he answered.

I’ve had numerous people come up to me and say, Thanks for my service, but this time, it was different. It felt different. To have a Vietnam Vet say to me Thank You for your service, knowing that he didn’t get that same welcome humbled me. I was speechless. When I reached out to shake his hand it was almost like I felt the same pain that he felt when he came back from Vietnam. I took down his email address and I am going to do all I can to keep in touch with he and his wife. I don’t know if any of you understand what I am talking about, but it’s a very humbling experience.

I felt this same way when I was chosen to jump into Normandy on the 65th Anniversary of D-Day. Being able to walk on the same beaches that many men paid the ultimate sacrifice, touch the water, having the opportunity to have a moment of silence to myself and let the water touch my boots that was filled the blood, sweat and tears of men that didn’t know that that day would be their last, is a feeling that many will never understand. It doesn’t matter what era you fought, whether you were a soldier, sailor, marine or airmen, a special bond  is shared.

I hope for the sake of the people that actually read my Blog posts understands where I am coming from and understand that if I was all over the place, that it wasn’t meant to be that way. I just let my fingers type what I was feeling.


The Regulars Blog #1

There are certain people in my life, other than the obvious (my family) that motivate me without knowing it.  They can say something crazy, off the wall, or something inspirational and whatever I’m feeling that day, it takes it all away.

Person 1: we will say his name Jordan.  Jordan is a poet.  I’ve known him for about 3 or 4 years now.  The crazy thing is, we have never met in person, only correspondence is Facebook, texts, or phone calls.  This guy has been through some stuff.  How he’s grown up and did what a man is supposed to do and provide for his family.  He is definitely an inspiration to me and  I’m sure that if I ever needed him, that I could depend on him.  Though he has a hectic schedule, I’ll shoot him a text and he will respond and it’s a genuine response.  That means a lot.

Person 2 & 3:  we will call them Joe and Sally.  These guys have been with me and my family through thick and thin.  Me and Joe have been stuck in the lovely country of Afghanistan together.  He is truly a brother.  No matter what type of mood he’s in he always has time for me and mine.  Sally has such a beautiful soul and humongous heart. She will give you her last. In today’s world it’s so hard to find friends like that.

Person 4: we will call person 4 Matt.  Matt can make you feel like you are on top of the world.  Your cat could have just died and he can cheer you up.  I can honestly say that there is no one else in the world like this guy and I’m glad I’m on his good side.  He is also a member of the elite Purple Heart Club.  You have to be awesome to get in. (Trust me, I know, I am also a member). This guy is a brother to me.  We may be of different heritages, but we share a bond that only 5 other people can say they share also.  “BOOM”! That’s all that needs to be said.

Person 5: is blood.  I will go to the end of the earth for this dude! That’s all that needs to be said.  He knows who he is.

There are many of my friends that play different roles in my life and it would take me a damn dictionary to catalog everyone.  I just wanted to point out the ones that come to mind without having to think of what to say. All my posts will not be all loving and positive, some you may like and a lot you will hate.  I just don’t want this platform to ruin any friendships. If it does, I guess we were not really friends in the first place.