Mysterious Ways

A United States Marine was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan. One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.

One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes."

The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold.

The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.

The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"

The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting America 's soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid stuff and act like an jackass. So, He sent me."

I liked that. It is too bad that our boys in uniform have to hold their tongues. I have intervened on more than one occasion where one of our boys was being harassed and called baby killer by a group of assholes. One of these days I am afraid i will be pushed a little too far.

Bufie...
Back in the early 70's I found a little trick that stopped a group of protestors cold...
A good buddy of mine had just returned from Nam...we were heading into a bar in Mt. Morris...just north of Flint, and as we started to go in, a group of punk ass's were coming out...well, Keith was in uniform...and these penis with ears shit for brains peter puffers started in on the baby killer crap...
Keith just stood there taking it, and I could see it was killing him, so I grabbed the nearest piss ant by the hair, jerked him around and slammed his face into the brick wall of the exterior of the bar about a half dozen times...the rest ran like spotted ass apes....
Worked real well, and I'll bet to this day the guy has scars, and whinches when he passes a brick wall.....