For all the non-Latin speakers, the title means, “To Free the Oppressed”.
It is the motto of the U.S. Special Forces.
I saw the movie trailer for “Act of Valor” (posted below) and remembered the tragedy earlier in the year, when we lost 31 U.S. Special Forces soldiers and 7 Afghani allies in a helicopter crash. We need more men like these, dedicated to courage, honor, loyalty and the freedom of others. God make of us true men.
There is a crisis of manhood–and of true courage–in modern America. A part of our culture promotes the message that what it means to be a man is to sleep with as many women as you can, make, take, or fake monetary wealth, and dominate others, whether on the sports field or in the public eye. That isn’t manhood. Truth be told, doing one or more of the aforementioned things really isn’t difficult. Immorality seldom is…
What takes true courage and strength is to be a real man. A man of God. A family man. A man of honor. Few manage to do those things, whether because they’re more difficult than the others, or because they’ve been deluded and deceived into chasing false idols that never truly fulfill. Some never make the attempt, because they’ve not been shown what a true man looks like.
That’s why movies like the one promoted below are so valuable. Catch this one while it’s still in the theaters.
Wendy, in your latest commercial you ask “Where’s the Beef?!”
I remember when you first used that line, all the way back in the early 80s. Yes, I was but a year or three old. In my mind, the cranky beef craving granny is linked with another pivotal experience of my earliest youth. I was sitting in the recliner, left alone by myself in the darkened living room during “The Wizard of Oz”, when the flying monkies took Dorothy, Toto, and me completely unawares.
I had no recourse but to surround myself in a warm, pungent layer of my own poo, right there in the recliner. Monkeys be damned, if they were going to come through that screen and abduct me from my loving home, they’d pay a price.
Things have changed Wendy. “Where’s the beef?”
The beef’s right here, baby, all grown up and ready to kick some flying monkey ass.
Confessions of a Twisted Mind 