Proud Infidel ranting about the ongoing war against democratic and secular values (Don't fool yourselves)! Maybe a voice of sanity in a wide ocean of madness.


The Green Beret

At my schooling as a ranger in the swedish army; We did the rangercourse.
That means trekking over 120 Km:s over  a period of five days in no mans land.

Still got the scars!

I remember.
When we finally got back to the regiment-
We got that beret and the insignia. I felt so proud.
Never even tried it on.

Went to my bunk.
And just... doozed off.

And- that's life!


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