One of my favorite military bloggers (and fellow Austinite) James Aalan Bernsen has a great post up about Super Bowl Sunday in Iraq.
The highlight — he was one of the soldiers shown standing at attention for the singing of the National Anthem at the start of the game:
Of course, it wasn’t exactly live. It was about 10 minutes prior to the actual national anthem, so as we stood there at attention as the camera made two passes across our formation, I sung the song in my head. The camera, however, was taking time and getting lots of footage, and I was singing a little fast. The cameraman was still filming when my imaginary “Star Spangled Banner” ended. So I did the only thing a true God-Fearing Texan could do. I immediately struck up the band for a rousing mental rendition of “Texas, Our Texas.” It was this second pass, I’m convinced, that they ultimately used. So if you see one Navy guy in a sea of Army uniforms standing even more proud and respectful than the rest, you know why.
The low light — the Taco Bell truck hit an IED:
Arriving at their food court, I got in line and ordered from Taco Bell. Taken along with the pizza in the morning, this is the first time I had eaten junk food twice in the same day since I’ve been here. On the plexiglass window at the cachier’s box was a note:
Due to convoy problems, we are currently out of hot sauce, cheese sauce and beans. Taco Bell appologizes for the inconvenience.
“Great,” I thought. “The taco bell supply truck hit an IED.”
And he ends with a reminder of why he’s there:
Ultimately, you can’t help but stand proud when the national anthem plays. Because you realize that the “bombs bursting in air” were endured, overcome, and transcended, and are nothing but a memory in our own nation’s history. We should wish only the same for the Iraqis, and hope for a day when the things that unite them overcome those which divide them. All countries, all people deserve it. Certainly, they do most of all.






Dang, how can you eat a Taco Supreme without three Hot sauce packets each?
/i don’t want to know
The last paragraph, very well said…well spoken. Experiences that bind us with our history.
Left by no2liberals on February 6th, 2008 at 9:53 pm