Just by seeing a US Marine in full combat outfit, I cannot but conclude that regardless of the mission, he can't die. Seeing the body armour of those men in all black guarding President Barrow to the dais at the Independence Stadium, I can no longer credit the Marine as peerless in appearance. Man, those two couldn't even close their arms.
God, men and women in uniform used to becharm me. But those days our forces' morale and discipline was up there, and perhaps why I also wanted to serve after high school. I'm not sure if mom did great in getting in the way of what I thought was an opportunity to get into the cadet programme.
Her argument was: "you who couldn't stand Armitage High School? Can't you see that institution is increasingly unbecoming, and you know you have a temper" - evidently legit. Onwards, I hope our armed and security forces have plans for their own redemption, so that we will no longer sit and wonder if they had made any difference.
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