Once Upon A Time – there was a man who claimed he was a Marine.  He couldn’t prove it, his bio didn’t state it, but he insisted he was because it served a purpose.  That purpose was to denounce the words of an American grandmother of military heritage and proceed to vehemently attack her person, her father, her livelihood, and her existence.  When his attacks did not prove grave enough, this brave soldier decided he needed backup assistance and called upon all his fellow marine friends to support him in Operation Retard. 

Without exception each of his friends came to his rescue to protect him from the dastardly grandmother who had conceived a TWEET that was thus described as ‘retarded’.  While none of these brave soldiers would reveal even their first name much less their real identity, the grandmother had given hers – she had nothing to hide.  These members of the marines took their turns lashing and spewing vile words, memes and ugliness that was incredibly reprehensible – filled with venom and hatred.  Over a TWEET. 

More gathered to join in the lashings – as though they fed off each other’s hatred.  They garnered well over a dozen in their Operation Retard and relentlessly attacked.  Hours upon hours of determination focused on a grandmother, without a shred of decency, integrity, or honor.  Cowards hiding their names.  One meme included a gun pointed outward – ostensibly threatening to kill me – over a Tweet.

So, what did the infamous Tweet say that spurred such vileness that they threatened my life?  It challenged the narrative that only 13 members of the military had been killed in the Iran War – estimating the number was far higher.  Marines.  Innumerable ‘men’ bullying and threatening. Hiding their faces.  Desperate to go to war against a grandma.  I am convinced that had I been in the same room with them they would have pummeled me senseless and likely killed me. 

They remind me of Hyena’s screaming as they feed off a dead Antelope.

The mentality that they shared was despicable.  They cared nothing for America because they cared nothing for Americans.  They were in this Tweet war as a unit of Marines and would have been just as senseless if I was a child – they didn’t care.  They wanted blood.  The venom, the gang mentality, revealed Marine Terrorists.  Cowardly bullies by definition –     

They high five each other for a ‘good one’ when making a sick comment to me.  Did they train with the IDF?  Apparently, the answer is – yes.  Marines frequently train in joint exercises with the IDF which would explain the erosion of brain capacity to recognize good vs evil.  The moral outrage of their actions.  Yet, still functioning enough to know the ethical consequences should their identities be revealed.  And Afraid They Might Get Caught…

This is our Military.  Unidentifiable.  Vicious.  Thriving on bloodlust against a grandma yet afraid to give their name.  Not one – hiding behind such names as Grumpy, Cow, Critter, Grifter, VetDad – etc…  They literally want to kill me because I challenged the number of US soldiers who gave their lives for a Trump War.  And it hasn’t stopped.  These are the men looking to ‘Save America’?  These are the men who claim they are saving Americans?  The level of hatred is beyond anything remotely normal – but normalized in their code.  Marines.  Veteran Marines. 

“The Marine Corps Code is anchored in the core values of Honor, Courage, and Commitment, which define the ethical and moral standards of every Marine. These values demand uncompromising integrity, respect for human dignity, mental and physical strength, and dedication to the nation, fellow Marines, and mission success.”

 Marines live by a strict code of ethics, including looking out for those to their left and right and holding themselves to a higher standard of personal conduct. 

Not ONE had a shred of this anchor –

I decided to take snapshots of the tweets with roughly 4-5 tweets per page – over 100 pages…  A Feeding FRENZY of Narcissists!