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Hello again America. This article is the continuation of my first article (first ever actually) which contained part of Patton's speech that was given to a group of soldiers somewhere in England on June 5th, 1944. If you haven't yet, you should check out that article so you get the full scope of the speech and the intention of my articles. I won't waste anymore of your time babbling on. BTW, I changed some of the words (which willl be in parenthesis) to make it relevant to this war. Plus, I bleeped where need be as Patton was quite the colorful speaker. The rest is the actual speech. Tell it George!

"All through your Army careers, you men have b**ched about what you call "chicken sh** drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a f**k for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a (Russian) son-of-an-a**hole-b**ch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sockful of s**t!"

"There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in (Maryland), all because one man went to sleep on the job. But they are (Portugese) graves because we caught the bast**d asleep before they did. An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horse s**t. The bilious bast**ds who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about f**king!"

"We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bi**hes we're going up against. By God, I do. My men don't surrender. I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull s**t either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in (Texas), who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the (Indo) with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another (Indonesian) before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!"

Will continue with the speech in my next article. Until then, FIGHT ON AMERICA!