Contributors

Bones

A crusty old conservative with so many post graduate hours it is to long to type, Bones likes a scrap more than a hug. He lives to antagonize and is horrible at a dinner party. Not afraid to mix it up and will debate the assistant principal of a catholic primary school if she were up to it. He is me at 75 years old. And he’s only 50. If he weren’t writing here, he would most likely be wrestling hippies at the Further Festival.

Nonymous

A Master Degree holding conservative, Nonymous is a populist thinking intellectual from the school of all things rationale.

Also is a baseball and football subject matter expert as well, Nonymous will contribute often.

Absolutely brilliant, he has a deliberate mind that is also set on stun, not kill. Would be a huge asset to al Qaeda if we allowed him to be a free agent.

Hipster Douchebag

A savant of all things popular culture, Hipster is a left leaning moderate who cares about politics as much as we all care about the band Zebra. Whether it be comic books, music, film, Shakespeare 0r 1970’s hockey cards… Hipster is the most obscure referencing almanac of worthless information of anyone I know. So don’t flip out if you don’t get it. Just Goggle it and sit back. Trust me, he’s a human sudoko puzzle. Smarter than three Iranian nuclear scientists.

Frank Semperpapa

I am 50 years old and an immigrant from Italy. A legal immigrant!

Came to the United States 30 years ago, on Pearl Harbor Day 1979.

Married 28 years, two children, oldest daughter married and college graduate, youngest son, married and a US Marine, currently in Helmand Province.

One grandson and one on the way, both from my son and his wife.

I am an engineer professionally, but I have always enjoyed writing and sharing my thoughts with others.

I call myself an American Conservative, which in my mind means that I am a Republican who believes in small government, fiscal responsibility and adherence to the United States Constitution.

I call my writing “Just My Thoughts” because that’s what they are. I take my inspiration from everyday occurrences and I rant from the prospective of a “common American” as much as some of our politicians would like to shut me, and all like me, up.

I don’t assume to have all the answers, but I have good common sense just like so many other Americans who, sadly today, feel they no longer have a voice.

I take it very personal when someone screws with my country and I may be sarcastic at times, but passionate and opinionated all the time!

I picked the nickname “Semperpapa” when my son first joined the USMC and it is also my road name with the Patriot Guard Riders and on my “Semper America” blog.

I had the honor to meet David Bellavia and have his book signed by him to my son.

I am not a Veteran, my biggest regret, but I have the greatest respect for all Veterans and I try whatever I can to support them and their causes.

Most of all I am an American who believes in the principles our Nation was founded on and for which so many have bled and died for.

Headhunter

I’m 49 and holding, still a sexual tyrana-sore-ass, and scaring the innocent civies in the gym. I too could still pass a PFT if you had a cigarette and cup of coffee at the finish line for me. I escaped and evaded local law enforcement at 17 by joining the Army (Combat Engineer 77-81). I either completely lost my mind, or had a drunken blackout, and joined the Marine Infantry in 1982. In searching for my niche, I earned most all infantry MOS’s and got REALLY tired of getting on line and assualting through like ducks in a barrel. I MUCH preferred the autonomy, thoughtful application of force, and battlefield psychology as a Scout Sniper. I was lured by special ops and, after another serious bout of drinking, joined Recon in 1986. I went to most all the schools, drank, ate , and was merry with the crazy assed French Foriegn Legion and most other friendly nations black ops outfits. I chewed my share of dirt, swallowed ALOT of brackish, disiease infested water which probably contributed to my continued insanity while collecting a bunch of skills that seriously concern local law enforcement now.

I had to steal my balls back from my x wife but still have em in the jar and no one else is gettin em again. I remarried, kids are all grown and gone, and I’m currently landlocked with two feet of global warming in SW Ohio. Since I’m to medically inhibited (PC speak for fucked up) to bring active doom on evildoers worldwide, while leading 18-22 year olds from the front, I’ve taken up a hide position behind this computer and am engaging targets of opportunity. Needless to say I have little better to do. I bring a Spec Ops perspective that, most often, agrees with Blackfive. Where we diverge is that I generally like most of the Delta boys and Navys Squeals I have known, though it’s fun busting their chops every now and then. Same goes for nasty, dirty, stinky legs, but; that too, is in good fun and deep loving respect for their dedication and devotion to the same causes. Hey, If anyone could be Marine Recon it wouldn’t be special!

My targeting priority list includes not just tangos and code pink. I’m not prejudice; I also hate, remmington raiders, remfs, and ESPECIALLY posures and imposters. I have some VERY nasty hand loads for armchair quarterbacks and especially the turncoats who once serviced this great nation only to be turned by the darkside to service the evil forces of liberal, baby murdering, self aggrandizing, elitiism. Not all my shots are at long range from concealed positions. Direct action is often necessary and satisfying. Polititans are best done up close and personal with a KaBar…slowly. Don’t get me wrong, I still kinda like Jim Web and a VERY few others. I don’t always agree with what they do and say but I do find there are a very few that aren’t just in it for the power, pleasure, and pride. So as not to speak ill of the dead, I’ll hope there is a puragtory for the Ted K and John M rather than an express elevator to hell. Maybe I’ll get a karma break when my time comes for being so kind to their memories.

So anyway, that’s a snapshot of my twisted path to my current position. Since I ain’t so swift anymore, and won’t be silent, I’ll just stick with deadly.

One Shot, One Kill

Headhunter out