Ret Quotes

To function efficiently, any group of people or employees must have faith in their leader."- Capt. Bligh(ret.)

Your integrity is sacrosanct. It is who you are. Never let anyone step on your integrity - that's absolutely where you must stand solid.

Det er just den rette oprørsånd at kræve lykken her i livet. Hvad ret har vi mennesker til lykken?

Achan carried Arman inside him. He was part of Arman's light. So was every man, woman and child in Er'Rets who believed. Alone, as one man, Achan could not succeed. But if all the people joined together... Because the temple of Arman was his people.

Kafamda ancak gölgesi geçen bir düşüncenin iki dakika sonra böyle cezasını çekeceğimi nereden bilebilirdim? Biz fakirler böyleyizdir. Kader sarayında bizim işlere bakan büro hiç şaşmaz, ihmal etmez. Zihnimizden geçen en uzak, en masum ihtimallerin, sadece şiddetle ret için düşündüğümüz şeylerin bile ceremesini öderiz.

Det kan regne og storme, det er ikke derpaa det kommer an, ofte kan en liten Glæde bemægtige sig en paa en Regnveirsdag og faa en til at gaa avsides med sin Lykke. Man stiller sig da op og gir sig til at se ret frem, nu og da ler man tyst og ser sig omkring. Hvad tenker man paa? En klar Rute i et Vindu, en Solstraale i Ruten, en Utsigt til en liten Bæk og kanske til en blaa Rift på Himlen. Det behøver ikke at være mere.

Vatan ve millet, vatan ve millet oldukları için sevilir; bir din, din olarak münakaşa edilir, ret veya kabul edilir, yoksa hayatımıza getirecekleri kolaylıklar için değil...

I thought we stopped using grunts as guinea pigs decades ago. Even the Nazis didn't run medical experiments on their own troops in combat. This book explodes like a grenade in the Pentagon's privy. Red it and weep; better yet, get mad." Col. David H. Hackworth (U.S. Army, ret.)

It was An­tho­ny Marston who dis­agreed with the ma­jor­ity. 'A bit un­sport­ing, what?' he said. 'Ought to fer­ret out the mys­tery be­fore we go. Whole thing's like a de­tec­tive sto­ry. Pos­itive­ly thrilling.' The judge said acid­ly: 'At my time of life, I have no de­sire for "thrills," as you call them.' An­tho­ny said with a grin: 'The le­gal life's narrow­ing! I'm all for crime! Here's to it.' He picked up his drink and drank it off at a gulp. Too quick­ly, per­haps. He choked -​ choked bad­ly. His face contort­ed, turned pur­ple. He gasped for breath -​ then slid down off his chair, the glass falling from his hand.

आदमी अपनी बनाई मूरत की पूजा करता है। भगवान ने जो मूरतें बनाई हैं उनकी नहीं।

I can't promise you that I will bring you all home alive. But this I swear, before you and before Almighty God, that when we go into battle, I will be the first to set foot on the field, and I will be the last to step off, and I will leave no one behind. Dead or alive, we will all come home together. So help me, God." ~ Lt Gen Hal Moore, (Ret) 'We Were Soldiers Once . . . and Young: Ia Drang-The Battle That Changed the War in Vietnam

ये कथा बगिया है, यहाँ दूसरी ताब और आफ़ताब वर्षा प्रेमी ख़ूनी चरिंद परिन्द पिजन कबूतर उड़न फलाइ लुक देखो आस्मान इस्काई।

Whenever you are presented with a problem, the first thing you should do is conduct a literature survey.

There is no such thing as a bad day when you have a doorknob on the inside of a door.

A sec ret is but a betrayal waiting to happen.

Ret eo anavezout a-rook karout. 'One must know before loving.

A její šat už nešustí, už dotančila. A ret pálí slzami, které líbávali dříve jí muži nad ústy.

Det er ret og rimeligt, at den der søger det umulige, fratages det mulige.

I come to you for help. We've been silent far too long. Many of you have turned your backs on Arman. Many never bothered to know Him at all. But Arman is the One God. He created Er'Rets and everything in it. He gave each of you life and purpose. He loves all of you as His own sons and daughters. To defeat Darkness, we must unite our faith. We must worship the One God, Arman. We must call out to Him for mercy. Though He hears my prayer now, my voice alone is not strong enough. I am only one man. But together, we are mighty. I ask you to join with me now. Worship Him.

Det havde altid været et mål at få pension. Det var blevet sagt allerede ved hans vugge, at han skulle være noget, der gav ret til pension, når han blev 65. Pensuionen havde så at sige været formålet med hans liv.

Of course, he was a Captain (Ret.), so perhaps firmness was a requirement of the military? She presumed so. It would be awkward to be on a battlefield and pause to look at your fellow soldier in arms and ask, “Should we attack? I think we might want to attack, but what do you think?

Culture equals values plus behavior, as my friend Lt. Gen. George Flynn, USMC (ret.) says. If an organization has a strong and clearly stated set of values and the people act in accordance with those values, then the culture will be strong. If, however, the values are ill-defined, constantly changing, or the people aren’t held accountable to or incentivized to uphold those values, then the culture will be weak. It’s no good putting “honesty” or “integrity” on the wall if we aren’t willing to confront people who consistently fail to uphold those values, regardless of their performance.

Og hvem er de mennesker, der har ret til at undertrykke, knuse og dræbe? Hvor får de deres ret fra? Fra Gud, fra Allah vil de nok sige. Men kan det passe, at ældgamle bøger, at ældgamle kulturer og traditioner kan være mere værd end os to? Mere hellige end menneskeliv? Mere værd end vores eksistens? Selv i dag?

Det er ganske sandt, hvad Philosophien siger, at Livet maa forstaaes baglænds. Men derover glemmer man den anden Sætning, at det maa leves forlænds. Hvilken Sætning, jo meer den gjennemtænkes, netop ender med, at Livet i Timeligheden aldrig ret bliver forstaaeligt, netop fordi jeg intet Øieblik kan faae fuldelig Ro til at indtage Stillingen: baglænds.

These actions have arcane names like braking, retting, swingling (or scutching), and hackling or heckling, but essentially they involve pounding, stripping, soaking, and otherwise separating the pliant inner fiber, or bast, from its woodier stem. It is striking to think that when we heckle a speaker today we use a term that recalls the preparation of flax from the early Middle Ages.

Men tillige med denne U-ligheds Ophævelse, forsvandtes all Æmulation; saa at de, som tilforn havde søgt at distingvere sig ved Videnskab og Flittighed, for at nyde de Embeder, som vare best aflagde, bleve lunkne i deres Studeringer; og, naar nogen bebreydede dem saadant, svarede de: Hvad nytter det, at vi distingvere os blant andre, naar Belønningerne ere lige?og havde de derudi ikke U-ret.

Now the white shark has returned to one of America’s most iconic summertime destinations, and it’s challenging our perception of what the ocean is to us. For the first time in a long time, we have a hazy sense of what it means not to be the top predator. For the first time in a long time, we’ve had to consider what it means to be prey, even if we’re only mistaken as such. What do we do with those emotions? Do we celebrate our ecological success—the restoration of an apex predator to an ecosystem—or do we defend our hard-won territory?

...fjældene slutter sig tættere og tættere omkring os, det synes som om alt håp er ute, bare litt himmel er synlig ret over vore hodet. Det virker beklemmende på os, vi overvældes og tier. Pludselig ved en skarp dreining av veien åpner sig et svært gap tilhøire og vi ser aldeles nær os istinden Kasbek med sine bræer som hvitgnistrer i solen. Den står os kloss ind på livet, stille og høi, stum. Det rykker en sælsom følelse gjennom os, berget står der opsvoren av de andre berge, det er som et væsen fra en anden verden som står der og ser på os.

A modern woman sees a piece of linen, but the mediaeval woman saw through it to the flax fields, she smelt the reek of the retting ponds, she felt the hard rasp of the hackling, and she saw the soft sheen of the glossy flax. Man did not see 'just leather', he saw the beast - perhaps one of his own - and knew the effort of slaughtering, liming and curing. Communities were smaller and whether our man lived on the outskirts of some feudal system, had escaped from it, or was entirely isolated, he would work alone, or daily with the same fellow-workers - conversation would soon languish. But THINK he must.

Kære Darya, Som vi begge ved, er dét at have retten til sin egen stemme ikke en selvfølge for kvinder som dig og mig. Men jeg vil kæmpe for den ret og holder derfor fast i et spinkelt håb. Hvis vi skal gøre os frie, så er vi nødt til at tage bladet fra munden og gøre front mod undertrykkelsen, uanset hvor den har sine rødder. Hvis vi skal føle os som mennesker, må vi fortælle vores historie. Jeg prøver at fortælle min, selvom alene tanken fylder mig med skyld og skam. Jeg føler skam over at eksistere. For hvad er jeg andet end en udstødt kvinde i sygesengen, som ingen vil kendes ved, så længe hun ikke er dækket til af et ligklæde? Jeg er ingen, Darya.

Jeg betalte støvlen med penge, men gav tjeneren to cigaretter for at komme en snaps i, eller rettere han bøjede sig ned og sagde, han havde kommet en snaps i, og jeg bød ham en cigaret og bad ham tage en til, det er ret kompliceret at forklare, men for at springe i det så havde jeg været ombord i hans datter — eller hvad man nu skal benævne det; det der foregik, var coitus condomatus eller coitus interruptus, alt efter hvem man var sammen med, men de fleste af os ville ikke ane, det var dét, de havde været blandet ind i, hvis man spurgte, og først senere har jeg slået op og undersøgt, hvad det vil sige, at når tyskerne så selvfølgeligt tiggede cigaretter, var det på grund af den tabendes instinktive følelse af collectandi jus; det hørte jeg en dag en tysk katolsk præst sidde og sige langsomt til en dame på en bænk.

Geissler har vel ingen interesse for svaret og har kanske ikke hørt det, han vedblir: Kjøpe stenene tilbake altså. Siste gang lot jeg min søn sælge, det er en ung mand på din alder og ellers intet. Han er lynet i familjen, jeg er tåken. Jeg er av dem som vet det rette, men gjør det ikke. Men han er lynet, for tiden har han stillet sig i industriens tjeneste. Han var den som solgte for mig sist. Jeg er noget, det er ikke han, han er bare lynet, det snare nutidsmenneske. Men lynet som lyn er goldt. Ta dere Sellanråfolk: dere ser hver dag på nogen blå fjæld, det er ikke opfundne tingester, det er gamle fjæld, de står dypt nedsunkne i fortid; men dere har dem til kamerater. Dere går der sammen med himlen og jorden og er ett med dem, er ett med dette vide og rotfæstede. Dere behøver ikke sværd i hånden, dere går livet barhændt og barhodet midt i en stor venlighet. Se, der ligger naturen, den er din og dines! Mennesket og naturen bombarderer ikke hverandre, de gir hverandre ret, de konkurrerer ikke, kapløper ikke efter noget, de følges ad. Midt i dette går dere Sellanråfolk og er til. Fjældene, skogen, myrene, engene, himlen og stjærnerne – å det er ikke fattig og tilmålt, det er uten måte. Hør på mig, Sivert: Vær tilfreds! Dere har alt å leve av, alt å leve for, alt å tro på, dere fødes og frembringer, dere er de nødvendige på jorden. Det er ikke alle som er det, men dere er det: nødvendige på jorden. Dere opholder livet. Fra slægt til slægt er det til i lutter avl, og når dere dør tar den nye avl fat. Det er dette som menes med det evige liv. Hvad har dere igjen for det? En tilværelse i ret og magt, en tilværelse i troskyldig og rigtig stilling til alt. Hvad dere har igjen for det? Intet horser og regjerer dere Sellanråfolk, dere har ro og autoritet, dere er omsluttet av den store venlighet. Det har dere igjen for det. Dere ligger ved en barm og leker med en varm morshånd og patter. Jeg tænker på din far, han er en av de 32 tusen. Hvad er mangen anden? Jeg er noget, jeg er tåken, jeg er her og der, jeg svømmer, stundom er jeg regn på et tørt sted. Men de andre? Min søn er lynet som intet er, han er det golde blink, han kan handle. Min søn han er vor tids type, han tror oprigtig på det tiden har lært ham, på det jøden og yankee'en har lært ham; jeg ryster på hodet til det. Men jeg er ikke noget mystisk, det er bare i min familje jeg er tåken. Der sitter jeg og ryster på hodet. Saken er: jeg mangler ævnen til den angerløse adfærd. Hadde jeg den ævne så kunde jeg være lyn selv. Nu er jeg tåken.

Situation awareness means possessing an explorer mentality A general never knows anything with certainty, never sees his enemy clearly, and never knows positively where he is. When armies are face to face, the least accident in the ground, the smallest wood, may conceal part of the enemy army. The most experienced eye cannot be sure whether it sees the whole of the enemy’s army or only three-fourths. It is by the mind’s eye, by the integration of all reasoning, by a kind of inspiration that the general sees, knows, and judges. ~Napoleon 5   In order to effectively gather the appropriate information as it’s unfolding we must possess the explorer mentality.  We must be able to recognize patterns of behavior. Then we must recognize that which is outside that normal pattern. Then, you take the initiative so we maintain control. Every call, every incident we respond to possesses novelty. Car stops, domestic violence calls, robberies, suspicious persons etc.  These individual types of incidents show similar patterns in many ways. For example, a car stopped normally pulls over to the side of the road when signaled to do so.  The officer when ready, approaches the operator, a conversation ensues, paperwork exchanges, and the pulled over car drives away. A domestic violence call has its own normal patterns; police arrive, separate involved parties, take statements and arrest aggressor and advise the victim of abuse prevention rights. We could go on like this for all the types of calls we handle as each type of incident on its own merits, does possess very similar patterns. Yet they always, and I mean always possess something different be it the location, the time of day, the person you are dealing with. Even if it’s the same person, location, time and day, the person you’re dealing who may now be in a different emotional state and his/her motives and intent may be very different. This breaks that normal expected pattern.  Hence, there is a need to always be open-minded, alert and aware, exploring for the signs and signals of positive or negative change in conditions. In his Small Wars journal article “Thinking and Acting like an Early Explorer” Brigadier General Huba Wass de Czege (US Army Ret.) describes the explorer mentality:   While tactical and strategic thinking are fundamentally different, both kinds of thinking must take place in the explorer’s brain, but in separate compartments. To appreciate this, think of the metaphor of an early American explorer trying to cross a large expanse of unknown terrain long before the days of the modern conveniences. The explorer knows that somewhere to the west lies an ocean he wants to reach. He has only a sketch-map of a narrow corridor drawn by a previously unsuccessful explorer. He also knows that highly variable weather and frequent geologic activity can block mountain passes, flood rivers, and dry up desert water sources. He also knows that some native tribes are hostile to all strangers, some are friendly and others are fickle, but that warring and peace-making among them makes estimating their whereabouts and attitudes difficult.6

funny thing about the truth is that it fears no questions.

The bibles (in English translation) are Mao Tse-Tung on Guerrilla Warfare by Brigadier General Samuel B. Griffith, USMC (Ret), which contains General Griffith’s excellent translation of Mao’s Yu Chi Chan of 1937; People’s War People’s Army by Vo Nguyen Giap; and Che Guevara on Guerrilla Warfare by Major Harries-Clichy Peterson, USMCR, which contains Major Peterson’s translation of Guevara’s Guerrilla Warfare, written in 1960 as a primer for Latin-American revolution. These

The UAP Wave over Belgium by Major General Wilfried De Brouwer (Ret.)

Nature's Grace Autumn falls on us as a gentle reminder of time past With its showing of vibrant colors Touched by the winds of passage Brilliantly beholden to an existence Left to so eloquently fall A season's overture To closure with its final curtain.

Tree of Life Conceptually singular, intrinsically bound To man, to life, to nature With its irregular branching of twists and turns A semblant work of the Creator A curious muse with its statured lure Once a seedling grown to splendor An overture of what is to come To touch, to feel, to nurture In man, in life, in nature.

a toy poodle puppy, “like all good parents, we went out and read a book about how to raise a dog,” Jay tells me. The book claimed that dog names should ideally have two syllables and hard consonants. The Neitzes brainstormed a few options, and Maureen, in joking reference to Jay’s research on vision, suggested Retina. (I point out that Retina has three syllables. “Yes, but our version has two,” Jay says. “Ret-na.”) Black, fluffy, and very cute, Retina became a part of history. She was one of the dogs who first confirmed what colors dogs actually see. In the 1980s, when the Neitzes were getting their PhDs, many people believed that dogs were color-blind. In The Far Side, cartoonist Gary Larson drew a dog praying at its bedside for “Mom, Dad, Rex, Ginger, Tucker, me, and all the rest of the family to see color.” Scientists bought into this myth, too: One textbook claimed that “on the whole, mammals appear not to have color vision except for the primates

Elbette ki bizden mesut memleketler ve vatandaşları vardır; elbette ki iki asırlık hezimetlerin, çöküntülerin, henüz kendi şartlarını bulamamış bir imparatorluk artığı olmamızın bir yığın neticesini hayatımızda, hatta etimizde duyacağız. Fakat bu ızdırabın bizi inkara götürmesi, daha büyük bir hezimeti kabul değil midir? Vatan ve millet, vatan ve millet oldukları için sevilir; bir din, din olarak münakaşa edilir, ret veya kabul edilir, yoksa hayatımıza getirecekleri kolaylıklar için değil...

Betragt ikke mine ord som syg ekstase fra et sygt sind, men for mig står De som den fuldkomne perfektion! Jeg har set Dem og jeg ser Dem hver eneste dag. Jeg dømmer dem jo ikke; det er ikke min forstand, der siger mig, at De er den fuldkomne perfektion; det tror jeg blot. Men jeg må tilstå en synd over for Dem: Jeg har ganske forelsket mig i Dem. Og perfektionen må man jo ikke elske; perfektionen kan man blot beundre på afstand, i og med at den er perfektion, har jeg ikke ret? [...] Skønt kærligheden stiller mennesker på lige fod, skal De ikke blive urolig, for jeg vil aldrig betragte mig som stående på lige fod med Dem, end ikke i mine inderste tanker. [...] Åh, om det havde været muligt, ville jeg have kysset sporene efter Deres fødder. O, jeg tør ikke betragte mig selv som stående på lige fod med Dem ... Se på underskiften, se nu på underskriften!

of AR 600-20, Army Command Policy. NCOs rarely need to lean on regulations, however.

In this corner of the universe, we are the Klingons.” - War Amongst the Stars: A Brief History of Post-Contact America, by Admiral Hubert De Grasso (ret.),

Aside from having been a ship’s captain and harbor pilot, Captain Hank was a high school math and science teacher and was once awarded the status of “Teacher of the Month” by the Connecticut State Board of Education. He has done extensive graduate work, was a union leader and the attendance officer at a vocational technical school. He was also an officer in the Naval Reserve and an officer in the U.S. Army for a total of over 40 years. He once said that “Life is to be lived,” and he certainly has. Active with Military Intelligence he returned to Europe, and when I asked what he did there, he jokingly said that if he had told me he would have to kill me." Peter Rommel USA-ret

Future battlefields require a more liberally educated, mentally adaptable leadership to coexist in a culture with high standards of cohesion and discipline. An adaptive Army will require very high standards of entry training for commissioned members, to acculturate tactical knowledge in the force at a very early stage.”144 Col. Robert B. Killebrew, U.S. Army, (Ret.)

War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives.” —War Is a Racket, 1935 Major General Smedley D. Butler, USMC (ret.) Two-time recipient of the Medal of Honor

Guld er Guld, hvor det end findes, og Lærdom er Lærdom, af hvis Mund den end flyder; Forskiellen alleene kand være, at dens Lærdom, hvis Levnet svarer dertil, opbygger meer, end en andens, der intet andet haver at beraabe sig paa, uden paa den Ære at være indskreven udi Kirkens Matricul, og at han haver faaet Ret til at igiennemhegle Mennesker for det, som han dagligen selv øver.

What’s Ixion? she’d asked him. He’d laid his face close to hers, whispering so their parents couldn’t hear. Imagine a place where there are no Elders. No rules. No punishment. Only music and laughter and freedom. That’s Ixion, Ret. That’s me. Soon after,

The flower that dwelleth by the brooklet's brink Is beautiful; but 't is its fragrant breath That winneth us to love. And like the spreading waves of fragrance That circle round the flow'ret, so the heart That hath it's life in holiness sends forth An influence of sweetness to the world." Let us remember that we are all casting the shadow of our real inner and outer life upon immortal souls about us. And according to our character and life as holy or worldly,we are unconsciously influencing those around us for good or evil, touching them to issues of life or death. ****** We are apt to overlook this unconscious influence of our life, because it is so quiet and intangible. We seldom think of the power there is in the light of every day, because it is so gentle and common. An earthquake that comes thundering through the solid foundations of the earth and rocks a whole continent,startles the people with a sense of some mighty forces at work. And yet the light of every morning that comes so gently as not to wake an infant in its cradle, is mightier in it's influence than an earthquake. The greatest powers are ever those which lie back of the noises and commotions of nature. We hear the rustling leaves of the forest swept by autumnal winds, but the sublime constellations make no noise. We hear the sparkling of bonfires in the street, but who ever heard the sun shine? So in the moral world, the quiet influence of a good man, as it follows him day by day as his shadow, and falls silently on the children at home, or upon friends on the streets, in the places of business, or in the social circle,is often more potential for good than his voluntary and positive efforts of usefulness - just as the great silent powers of nature are mightier than the noises of the street. Friends of our passing life and ways, Now present to our view; These garnered thoughts, of leisure days, We dedicate to you. **** We ask not for posthumous fame From loving friends apart, But kindly thoughts about our name, - The mem'ry of the heart. - Afternoon by Theophilus Stork D. D. 1874

retribution noun ret·ri·bu·tion \ˌre-trə-ˈbyü-shən\ Punishment inflicted on someone as vengeance for a wrong or criminal act.  

Old Debbil Hill, he used to whup me and the other niggers if we don't jump quick enough when he holler and he stake us out like you stake out a hide and whup till we bleed. Many the time I set down and made a eight-plait whup, so he could whup from the heels to the back of the head 'til he figger he get the proper ret'ibution. Sometime he take salt and rub on the nigger so he smart and burn proper and suffer mis'ry. They was a caliboose right on the plantation, what look like a ice-house, and it was sho' bad to git locked up in it. "Us got

Haady talte for, at vi skulle prøve os frem med at snige os ind i en lejr, når vi fandt en. Hvad kunne gå galt? Hvis de opdagede os, var vi hverken bedre eller værre stillede, end hvis vi meldte os selv ved porten. Det ville ikke gøre en forskel. Jeg var i tvivl. Jeg tænkte på deres våben. På pigtråden. ”Vi er jo ikke i Yemen,” sagde Haady med et smil. ”I Danmark skyder man ikke folk. Her taler man bare. De snakker og snakker alle sammen hele tiden.” Han havde vel ret på et eller andet plan, men havde tingene ændret sig med virussen? Familiefaren, der blev slået og skubbet, men jo, han var jo ikke blevet skudt. De havde ikke skudt nogen nede på gaden. Jeg nikkede, spiste det sidste fra min skål og begyndte at vaske den med vand fra en flaske. I dag skulle vi til Ringkøbing. Der var ikke langt herfra. Vi kunne godt være kørt dertil i går aftes, men Haady ville ikke ankomme om aftenen, hvor hans bedstemor måske ville blive bange. Det var bedre at ankomme i dagslys om morgenen, når hun var frisk.

Mustafa Kemal, Ağustostaki toplanışından 20 Ekime kadar hemen her gün Meclistedir. Parti grup toplantılarına reislik eder. Pek önemli işler olduğu vakit kürsüye çıkar, konuşur ve tartışmalar yapar. Kendisine has bir reisliği vardı. O zamanlar takrirlerin oya konmadan önce reis tarafından açıklama yapılması âdetti. Mustafa Kemal’in açıklaması öyle olurdu ki, takririn kabul mü, yoksa ret mi edilmesini istediği anlaşılırdı. Bir defa böyle takrirlerden birini oya koydu, beklediğinin aksi çıkınca: - Lütfen ellerinizi indirir misiniz? Galiba eyi izah edemedim.. dedi ve yeniden ret kararı istediğini hissettirerek izah etti. Büyük devrim devrinin başlangıcında hiçbir şeyi oluruna ve tesadüfe bırakmak niyetinde olmadığı belli idi. Bir defa da Halk Partisi tüzüğü konuşulduğu zaman, hoca milletvekillerinden biri kürsüde ağır tenkitlerde bulunuyordu. Tenkitler hiç de hoşa gidecek şeyler değildi. Hoca bir aralık: - Bu “asrî” kelimesi de ne demektir? deyince, Mustafa Kemal, reislik makamında oturduğunu unutarak, yukarıdan hatibe doğru eğildi: - Adam olmak demektir, hocam, adam olmak... demişti. Doğrusu bütün devrim programının da hulâsası bu idi.

Service to one’s country does give you tremendous perspective what is at stake should we lose the freedom we have. Because in terms of freedom, America is the last, best hope on Earth. -- Captain (Ret.) Sean Parnell, US Army in "Modern Warriors

Bare vent. Der dukker en eller anden smuk ainatunari op og tager sig af hende. Som i et menneskeeventyr, hvor den gode prins redder den smukke prinsesse. Han finder hende, forelsker sig i hende og bringer hende sikkert tilbage til hendes far og bror i det skønne kongerige.” Han sendte Ryna det smil, som han vidste, hun ikke ville kunne modstå, og ganske rigtigt bredte smilet sig nu også over Rynas ansigt. Der var det glimt i Rynas øjne, som Alaric havde savnet hele dagen. ”Hvis jeg kender hende ret, så stikker hun prinsen en lige højre, stjæler hesten og rider selv ud og finder sin bror.

Bare vent. Der dukker en eller anden smuk ainatunari op og tager sig af hende. Som i et menneskeeventyr, hvor den gode prins redder den smukke prinsesse. Han finder hende, forelsker sig i hende og bringer hende sikkert tilbage til hendes far og bror i det skønne kongerige.” Han sendte Ryna det smil, som han vidste, hun ikke ville kunne modstå, og ganske rigtigt bredte smilet sig nu også over Rynas ansigt. Der var det glimt i Rynas øjne, som Alaric havde savnet hele dagen. ”Hvis jeg kender hende ret, så stikker hun prinsen en lige højre, stjæler hesten og rider selv ud og finder sin bror.

Ret Turner, one of TV’s Emmy-winning costume designers, made a hefty bet with a friend that he could go a whole year without chocolate. As of now, he is in the seventh month of the bet . . . alternately stalwart, then drooling . . . however, he admits he never could have done it on his own. Ret realizes, better than anyone, that he is really competing with himself. But to call it old-fashioned willpower would take all the fun out of it . . . he would slip off the chocolate wagon in no time.

Oysa bu arkadaşlıkta daha çok romantik bir çeşni vardı. Mustafa Kemal, Batı inceliğiyle yetişmiş, iyi aileden bir genç kızla ilk olarak tanışıyor, Dimitrina ile asıl bu yüzden ilgileniyordu. Aralarındaki flört bir maskeli baloda iyice ilerledi. Mustafa Kemal, boyuna Dimitrina'yla dans etti. İlkönce müzikten konuştular. Genç kız müziği çok seviyordu. Az sonra siyasetten söz etmeye başladılar. Mustafa Kemal, heyecanlı bir ciddilikle, Türkiye'yi Batılılaştırmak ve özellikle kadınları özgürlüğe kavuşturmak yolundaki tasarılarını anlatmaya başladı. Onlar da peçelerini çıkarıp atmalı, bu balodaki kadınlar gibi, erkeklerle konuşup kendilerini bağladığı kölelik zincirlerinden kurtulmalıydılar. Dimitrina, Mustafa Kemal'in bu güçlü, akıcı konuşması karşısında, kendinden geçmiş gibiydi. O da, Dimitrina'yı kafasında tasarladığı Avrupalı eş olarak görüyordu. Ama, bunun için genç kızı babasından istemesi gerekliydi. O zaman da bir ret cevabıyla karşılaşma tehlikesi vardı. Hıristiyan olan general, kızının bir Müslüman'la evlenmesine razı olur muydu? Kendi de başka bir Bulgar kızına, General Raçko Petrov'un kızına tutulmuş olan Fethi'ye danıştı. Birtakım aracılar yoluyla kız babalarının ağzını arattılar, ama sonuç cesaret kırıcı oldu. General Petrov hiç düşünmeden karşılık vermişti. “Kızımı bir Türk'e vermektense kafamı keserim, daha iyi.” General Kovaçev de, arkadaşı gibi düşünüyordu. Türk Elçiliği'nde verilen bir balo çağrısını kendisi ve ailesi adına nezaketle reddetti. Mustafa Kemal'le Dimitrina birbirlerini bir daha göremediler.* * Dimitrina, Mustafa Kemal'i hiç unutmadı, çünkü o da genç kızın ailesiyle teması kesmemişti. Dört yıl sonra, Birinci Dünya Savaşı'nın sonlarına doğru, Dimitrina babasıyla İstanbul'a gitmeye kalktı. Orada Mustafa Kemal'i görmeyi umuyordu. Ancak Bulgar cephesinin çökmesi, bu yolculuğu engelledi. Sonraları bir Bulgar mebusuyla evlendi, ondan dul kaldı. (Dimitrina Kovaçey, 9 Ağustos 1966 tarihinde hayata gözlerini yumdu. Yakınlarının anlattğına göre, son günlerde bile Mustafa Kemal'den söz etmekteymiş.) [ç.n.]

Nell'uf­fi­cio po­sta­le si di­res­se di­ret­ta­men­te all'im­pie­ga­to: "Sto aspet­tan­do una let­te­ra ur­gen­te," dis­se. "Per via ae­rea." L'im­pie­ga­to cer­cò nel­le ca­sel­le clas­si­fi­ca­te. Quan­do ter­mi­nò di leg­ge­re ri­po­se le let­te­re nel­lo scaf­fa­le ma non dis­se nul­la. Si stro­fi­nò le mani e ri­vol­se al co­lon­nel­lo un'oc­chia­ta si­gni­fi­ca­ti­va. "Do­ve­va ar­ri­va­re oggi sen­za fal­lo," dis­se il co­lon­nel­lo. L'im­pie­ga­to scrol­lò le spal­le. "L'uni­ca cosa che ar­ri­va sen­za fal­lo è la mor­te, co­lon­nel­lo.

Israel’s social media strategy is a sophisticated attempt to link the Jewish state’s operations with Western values, or at least those policies supporting a militarized response to terrorism (or resistance, depending on your perspective), hoping to engender it to global audiences. “Social media is a warzone for us here in Israel,” said Lt. Col. (Ret.) Avital Leibovich, creator of the IDF social media unit and director of the American Jewish Committee in Israel, during 2014’s Operation Protective Edge. It was a seven-week battle between Israel and Hamas that killed more than 2,250 Palestinians, many of them civilians, including 500 children, and 70 Israelis, most of whom were soldiers.

Ab toh nahi uthungi, Ab toh nahi uthungi, Ab toh nayi uthungi, bas nayi uthungi.

A monument to Shakespeare sits on the wall of the local church in Stratford-upon-Avon. It is not known with any certainty who erected it or when, but some version of it must have existed by 1623. It features a bust of a mustachioed man, with an inscription below exhorting passersby to slow down and “read if thou canst”; that is, to figure out its meaning. The inscription proceeds in two parts—a Latin couplet, followed by English verse—but it is notoriously opaque: IUDICIO PYLIUM, GENIO SOCRATEM, ARTE MARONEM, TERRA TEGIT, POPVLUS MæRET, OLYMPVS HABET STAY PASSENGER, WHY GOEST THOV BY SO FAST, READ IF THOV CANST, WHOM ENVIOUS DEATH HATH PLAST, WITH IN THIS MONVMENT SHAKSPEARE: WITH WHOME, QVICK NATURE DIDE WHOSE NAME, DOTH DECK TH[ I] S TOMBE, FAR MORE THEN COST: SIEH ALL TH[ A] T HE HATH WRITT, LEAVES LIVING ART, BVT PAGE, TO SERVE HIS WITT.

Clastnes in ifadesiyle "her iktidar ilişkisi yapısı gereği baskıcıdır.' İktidar ilişkisinin olduğu her yerde ret tutumu mutlaka bir şiddetle gerçekleşir. Burada şiddet, kaba, zor anlamında ifade edilmiyor. Bir kişive ya da toplumsal bir gruba, güç veya baskı uygulayarak, isteği dışında bir şey yaptırmak şiddet ise bunun çesitli biçimler vardır. Dolayısıyla, şiddet, kişisel iktidar güçlerinin gelgitli biçimlerinden kurumsal iktidarlara kadar uzanan bir yelpaze içinde, tahakküm kurmakla başlar. O halde nerede egemenlik ilişkisi varsa, orada şiddet vardır denilebilir. Dışlama, iktidarın bu şiddet biçimlerinden sadece biridir.

JOHN LEHMAN, PRESIDENT REAGAN’S SECRETARY of the Navy during the 1980s, recently published a book (Oceans Ventured, W. W. Norton, 2018) discussing the maritime security strategy that he promoted while he was secretary. In his book (p. 96) he comments: “In early years of the strategy, while we modernized the fleet a certain amount of bluff was necessary.” Even for those not involved at the time, that specific note might prompt someone to ask three questions: •  Just how much bluff are we talking about? •  Was any sort of net assessment made before the maritime strategy was launched? • What really happened? Well, the maritime strategy was a whole box full of bluff. And what actually occurred makes for an interesting case study. It was a while ago, so it is necessary to set the stage. It also involves providing some background as the situation had developed over some time. Our own submarine force had become more and more secretive in their war against the Soviets. As a result, nonsubmariners

Each time a conversation went down this path I only prayed for a poker face as I silently nodded. But inside I was thinking, “Oh really?” How was that going to work? In the event of war with the Soviet Union, you were not going to execute the War Plan that the president and all your subordinate commands had been so carefully planning? As things got tense, then you were going to dial up the Oval Office and explain you were having second thoughts? But that’s what most of them told me. Except for Admiral Foley and the Atlantic Fleet commander, Adm. Harry Train. And my old boss, Vice Adm. Bud Kauderer, who I now suspect had been in cahoots with Admiral Foley from the beginning and had been instrumental in suckering me into the meeting. He knew me so well. A final question and closing thought. Are you surprised by how such an important issue was disguised by silence? How big a “conspiracy” can be? How few of the supposed leaders were actually leaders? Never, ever let foolishness stand, no matter how high it originates. If something is wrong, it is wrong. Don’t condemn yourself to live the rest of your life with regrets.

See Statement by Admiral David Jeremiah (USN, ret.), Press Conference, CIA Headquarters, 2 Jun 1998, for a suggestion that failures by senior managers to make key decisions had been an important factor in the CIA’s failure to warn of an impending Indian nuclear test. (The subject was the "Jeremiah Report" on the 1998 Indian nuclear

OODA, stands for Observe, Orient, Decide, and Act. This is also called the Boyd Decision Cycle. This process, articulated by Colonel (Ret.) John Boyd, describes the four main steps that a person, group, or organization takes from observing a phenomenon to responding. This is a very helpful way to envision how people observe their surroundings (Observe), make sense of what they see (Orient), decide what to do (Decide), and then execute what they’ve decided (Act). However, just as BAMCIS simply tells a Marine to begin and complete a plan without teaching them how to plan, OODA states that a decision must be made without explaining how to make that decision or what Marines should be seeking to decide intelligently.

It also incorporated the military philosophy of Col. John R. Boyd (USAF, ret.) and the reliance on the Marine Corps’ own former strategies and tactics found in its “Small Wars” DNA. 5 American history and its foreign relations helped to forge the Marine Corps into a military institution that has the unique characteristic of being the only waterborne fighting force in the American military experience. This can be seen in the very DNA of the Marine Corps from its inception and its concomitant history. In foreign actions, both bellicose and humanitarian, from the American Revolution to its present participation in the Global War on Terror, the Marine Corps has transformed itself into a force-in-readiness capable of employing maneuver-type tactics, casting aside the attritional defensive-offensive way of war.

Ret e vefe lammat e-barzh an islonk: ar vuhez. Ur vuhez re verr evit ur galon ken bras ha ken tener. Ul lamm e-barzh an dianav, pell diouzh bed he bugaleaj.

It wasn’t until the ship returned to Castine that my infraction came up as an issue to be dealt with. Once again, I sought out the council of my friendly advisor, Commander Jameson, who surprisingly had a few choice words to say and then advised that I write a statement blaming this mess on my youth and immaturity. I personally didn’t like the idea but followed his advice, along with a plea for clemency. Two long weeks later, I found myself in front of RearAdmiral William W. Warlick USN Ret. I really didn’t know what to expect. The two midshipmen that preceded me into his office were both expelled, for what seemed a minor infraction. I guess that when my turn came, he just gave up on being a hardnosed admiral. Looking me in the eye, he asked if I had learned my lesson. When I said, “Yes sir,” he waved me off with a “Don’t let me see you again.” I later learned that Jameson had talked to him, paving the way for me….

U.S. Air Force Lt. General Thomas McInerney (Ret.) and U.S. Navy Admiral James “Ace” Lyons (Ret.) brought our “Whistleblower Tapes” investigation to America’s airwaves on Dr. Dave Janda’s “Operation Freedom” terrestrial radio program on WAAM 1600.

Soroi n'ti Mee, Love of my life... Soroe n'ti Mau, Friend of my heart... z'Mee kumin Tau, Join me in life... be nor ret n'Kahn, tizmar sae? Please stay, beyond the cruel dawn?

Han skulle bare vide, at det var den gale, han talte til! Jeg kunne ikke lade være med at tænke på hende. Jeg forestillede mig, hvordan hun sad for ikke ret længe siden, nøgen, midt i alt sit blod, sammenkrøben i mørket ude på badeværelset, mellem bidetet og badekarret, rystende, svedende, rædselsslagen, ude af stand til at leve. Det fik jeg dig ud af, gamle tøs! Tænk, det fik jeg dig ud af! Det var nærmest som et mirakel , et eventyr, trolddomsskunst. Mit liv var totalt forvandlet. Ikke blot havde jeg fundet et udtryksmiddel, jeg havde også helt alene fundet en vej væk fra min familie, væk fra mit miljø, sålede at jeg nu kunne opbygge mit eget univers.

U.S. Navy SEAL Jack Carr (ret.) was once again incredibly helpful with details for this book. He also continues to be one hell of a thriller author. If you haven’t checked out his books yet, do it. You’ll love his writing. Thank you, Jack.

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Vi er teenagere. Vi har ret til at fucke up!

Somebody needs to be in charge! They may not always like what you’re doing, but press on!” My late uncle, CSM, US Army (Ret) Harris L. Parker, Airborne Ranger, aka Hardcore