When You Kill Someone, They Die, For Real!

My job is doing what many people can only dream of. I work with equipment a lot of people will never see, and if they do, it's in pictures or movies. What I, and a special breed of people do is ensure the safety and security of a country and her interests. But my job is much more important than so many understand. I am a member of a gun detachment. I along with 6 others take care, work on and use a 2400KG gun that can fire 105mm rounds 18km. Speed and accuracy is what we have to achieve because in real life, seconds are the difference between friendly soldiers living or dying.

Something so many people in Canada take for granted is her Armed Forces. In fact, some Canadians don't even know we have an Army. Canada has one of the best trained, paid, and fed armies in the world. The most advanced weapons systems come out of Canada. The best trained Sniper teams in the world come out of Canada. Even the most advanced camoflage pattern comes out of canada. Ever heard of CADPAT?

Anyways, a military is something many take for granted. Most people only realize how badly they need something when it's gone. But as long as the ever growing threat of the enemy is out there, the more soldiers like me there will be to fight it.

4 Weekends

Well, it's finally getting close to over. For the last 2 months I have been doing my Artillery Gunners course along with work, school and sports. So to say the least my plate has been fairly packed. But i just realized that I have pretty much 3 more full weekends of shit until it's all over. 3 Final Exercises, or whats more commenly referred to as FTX's. The first two ex's are "Dry Deployments" which simply put, is running around in the bush without any live ammunition. But the final FTX, the big one that everyone's waiting for is all Live. The one that we have spend the last few months training for. We finally get to put those sweet sweet rounds down range. To most of you this means nothing to you. But to me and the rest of us on course. This is the kinda shit we live for. To bad course is worse then school, it's harder. But I enjoy it more.

Leader Of What Superpower?

In a 1999 TV interview with Andy Hiller on NBC (WHDH in Boston), when asked who was the president of Pakistan, George W. (Daily Telegraph, 6 November 1999).
Below is an excerpt of this interview:

Bush: "The new Pakistani General, he's just been elected - not elected, thisguy took over office. It appears this guy is going to bring stability to thecountry and I think that's good news for the sub- continent."
Hiller: "And you can name him?"
Bush: "General. I can name the general."
Hiller: "And it's . . ?
Bush: "General."
Hiller "And the Prime Minister of India?"
Bush: "The new Prime Minister of India is - (pause) No."
To which George W. retorted with a question to Andy Hiller:
Bush: "Can you name the Foreign Minister of Mexico?"
Hiller: "No sir, but I would say to that, I'm not running for President."

This guy controls half the worlds nuclear weapons. Fucking amazing.

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Fuckin Sand Man
Does anyone in the world hate chain letters? You know the ones that say "If you don't send this to 10 million people in the next 3 seconds your going to die by way of a butterfly." Like fuckin hell people. Don't send that shit. You know it's complete bullshit to begin with. All your doing is helping make a chain of pissed off people. Do you really want to this to be sent to some deranged mass murderer? The kind who finds the people with the 200000 e-mails attached to the letter. Then he goes out an totaly skull fucks you with a meat hook jammed through your wang? Seriously people. It happens, i should know. I ended up killing 14 of those little murderer buggers after i sent one of those chain letters by accident. Knowing the rest of the world. They'll kill you, not the other way around. I'm Kevin Fucking Wiersema. I can kill a mass murderer 27 ways befor his blood hits the ground. I doubt any of you can do the same. So do the world a favor.

STOP SENDING THOSE FUCKING CHAIN LETTERS.

- Kevin