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Marines | What Makes The Ideal Candidate For The Marine Corp?

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Marines share the qualities as well as basic things needed to enlist.

Marines | What Makes The Ideal Candidate For The Marine Corp?

Marines | How Does One Adjust To Becoming A Marine?

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Marines share some of the difficulties that one most overcome to pursue forward.

Marines | How Does One Adjust To Becoming A Marine?

Marines Discuss The Concerns And Multiple Opportunities Available In The Corps

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Source: Radio One / Radio One Digital People have many questions about joining the Marine Corps, so we asked a few Marines first hand about their experiences, as well as advice they might have for anyone who might be interested in joining. Check out the video below as Marines give words the will ease the process.

Marines Discuss The Concerns And Multiple Opportunities Available In The Corps

People Ain’t Isht: Men Found Guilty Of Killing And Torturing A Marine And His Wife Are Sentenced To Death

Why did they have to murder and torture them? So cruel. Marines Sentenced To Death For Killing Marine And His Wife According to NBC San Diego Three former Marines found guilty by jurors of torturing and killing a fellow Marine and his wife in a 2008 execution-style slaying in Southern California were sentenced Thursday. Former Lance Cpl. Emrys John, 23, and former Lance Cpl. Tyron Miller, 25, were each sentenced to the death penalty. Former private Kevin Cox, 25, was sentenced to life without the possibility of parole. Their sentences were read at the Hall of Justice in Riverside, Calif. The sentences are linked to the murders of newlyweds Marine Sgt. Jan Pietrzak and his wife Quiana Jenkins-Pietrzak. The couple was found gagged, tied and shot in the head in their Riverside County home in October 2008. Sgt. Pietrzak, a helicopter airframe mechanic at MCAS Miramar near San Diego, was found bloody and beaten. His wife’s body was discovered naked. Officials say she had been sexually assaulted. On June 5, two separate juries convicted Cox, John and Miller of murder. John was convicted of pulling the trigger. Miller was found guilty of murder and sexually assaulting Quiana Jenkins-Pietrzak. A fourth suspect, former Lance Cpl. Kesaun Sykes of Fallbrook, had his case severed and is awaiting trial. Sykes was known as “Psycho” by fellow Marines. He’s set to be tried sometime later this summer. Earlier this month, prosecutors said robbery was the motive for the crime. Jewelry, including the couple’s wedding rings, and Pietrzak’s dress uniform were found at the suspects’ homes, authorities said. Racial slurs were spray-painted in the house, and fires had been set in an apparent attempt to destroy evidence. All three men worked with Sgt. Pietrzak at one time while stationed at Camp Pendleton. “He was not the actual killer, he was not in my opinion a major participant obviously the jury disagreed with that assessment,” Cox’s attorney Ryan Markson said on June 5. At that time, Markson hoped jurors would consider Cox’s rank at the time of the murders when deliberating his punishment. “Because it was three armed Marines, two of whom outranked him and telling him we need to knock on these people’s door,” he said earlier this month. Pietrzak, 24, who was born in Poland and raised in Brooklyn, N.Y., joined the Marines in 2003 and served in Iraq from July 2005 to February 2006. Relatives of the victims said Quiana, 26, was from San Bernardino and a 2005 graduate of San Diego State University. The couple met in San Diego through a mutual friend who also attended SDSU. Jenkins-Pietrzak was studying to become a doctor. Pietrzak served in Iraq and returned to San Diego in 2006. Attorneys for all three defendants have already asked for a new trial. Good phuckin’ riddance. Those bastards deserve death…these young people had their whole lives ahead of them and these phuckers took someone’s child out of this world. We just hope before they die, someone tortures them.

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Road Rage to Start the Day of the Day

This is hilarious. I think this is staged, but the story is that this guy was trying to start a fight, slamming on his breaks, causing an accident, triggering him to go nuts. They are apparently in the marines, the driver a civilian, and the maniac raging, apparently gets arrested. I’m just not getting why this guy isn’t breaking windows. Or why the guys who hold him back, look like they are his friends, wearing the same T-Shirt, and hair cut, but maybe that’s just the style when you’re a marine…. It’s pretty funny.

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Kim Kardashian to Attend Marine Corps Ball

Kim Kardashian will attend a Marine Corps ball in North Carolina tonight. The reality star will be on hand at the HQ Battery 10th Marine Birthday Ball, having been invited by a serviceman months ago and rearranging her schedule to attend. “One of the Marines asked her to attend as a special guest of the event and she changed her schedule so she could,” an insider reports. “She’s honored to be invited.” She joins the ranks of Justin Timberlake , Mila Kunis and Kristin Cavallari, who all attended military bashes in 2011 after similar requests from our men and women in uniform. Kim returned to the U.S. earlier this week after a whirlwind trip to London to promote her Kardashian Kollection with sisters Kourtney and Khloe. She flaunted her fashion line and major PDA with Kanye West throughout. Would you invite Kim Kardashian to a ball?   Yes Never Depends on who else is available I’d ball HER! View Poll »

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Marines Charged With Urinating on Taliban Corpses, Other Misconduct

A pair of U.S. Marines face charges for their involvement in an incident in which they urinated on Taliban corpses during a counter-insurgency operation last summer. Joseph W. Chamblin and Edward W. Deptola also face allegations involving a grenade launcher. Marines Urinating on Dead Bodies The USMC confirms the alleged violations of the Uniform Code of Military Justice for their involvement in the urination incident, occurring in Afghanistan in July 2011. Chamblin and Deptola were also charged with other misconduct : Failing to properly supervise junior Marines Failing to require junior Marines to wear personal protective equipment Failing to stop and report the misconduct of junior Marines Failing to report the negligent discharge of a grenade launcher Failing to stop the indiscriminate firing of weapons Deptola is also charged with failing to stop the unnecessary damaging of Afghan compounds, and wrongfully and indiscriminately firing a recovered enemy machine gun. Both Marines are now facing trial. The USMC says there are other pending cases, and “We will be as forthright as possible while preserving the rights of the accused and fairness and integrity of the military justice process.”

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REVIEW: Phoenix, Hoffman Achieve Greatness While Doing Spiritual Battle In Marvelous The Master

The Master , the new film from  Paul Thomas Anderson , is the story of a spiritual duel — the battle for a soul — though only one of the participants perceives it as such. Lancaster Dodd ( Philip Seymour Hoffman ), the mystic of the title, is the leader of a young movement not unlike what evolved into a certain real life one well entrenched in the entertainment industry. It’s 1950, and he finds a stowaway on his ship, a drunk vagabond who claims to be an able-bodied seaman and who asks for work. The man’s name is Freddie Quell ( Joaquin Phoenix ), he fought in the war, and he’s not mentally stable, either because of his experiences in battle or because stability was just never meant for him. Lancaster, who is almost never referred to by his name but instead is called, simply, “master,” is intrigued by Freddie, likes him (to the bewilderment of others in his camp) and desires to work with him — wants to shape him using the force of will and ability to find the vulnerability in people that he’s slowly honing as his cause grows. Freddie is both terribly vulnerable and the ultimate challenge, because he’s a man with no ability to conform at will, one for whom all emotion and impulses run hot and right at the surface. If Freddie could be won over, changed and molded into someone new by Lancaster’s lectures and lessons, his “processing,” then the cause could be something real, and not just new age blatherings about past lives to wealthy socialites. What makes  The Master such a singular experience, as dense as a mille-feuille, is that it is not Lancaster’s story but Freddie’s, and told as such, in layers that are sensorially rich but that do not always lead easily from one to another. Freddie exists in the moment, ruled by his temper, his libido, or urges he would be unable to pin down or articulate.  At one point he wanders away for reasons unclear — restlessness, maybe — and years slip by without his seeming to register them. He loves but has left behind a girl, Doris (Madisen Beaty), though he doesn’t know why, longs to be with her and understands that he’s hurt her but doesn’t return. He has a good job in a department store until with no provocation one day he picks a fight with a client. He is a force of chaos, though it’s not malevolent. We see things as Freddie does, which is often the way a child does: Not fully understood, attention wandering after a while. We have more understanding than him, but it is almost exclusively through his eyes that we perceive the world, and we’re left to assemble the pieces we’re given into a whole that will never be fully coherent. There are only two scenes, by my count, in which Freddie is not present. Both show the ways in which other people, including Lancaster’s steely wife Peggy ( Amy Adams ), attempt to manipulate Lancaster the way he manages others, with rewards and slippery words. Lancaster is a man who is all performance, even, one would guess, when alone, while Freddie can only be himself. The Master  is built around two towering, career-high feats of acting. As Lancaster, Philip Seymour Hoffman is both authoritative and ridiculous, a series of shells with nothing inside. He’s not yet perfected the religion he’s building, and is still in the process of convincing himself of his sway over others, marveling in the way that he can tell people things and they will, frequently, be believed. We see the power in him when he processes Freddie in an early scene, demanding from the younger man that he not blink as he offers up answers about his past and himself, pulling from him capitulation even as Freddie is hopelessly moved by the intensity of his attention. Few things, we understand from what we’ve seen already, before Lancaster ever arrived on the scene, leave a mark on Freddie, but this moment does. This moment, he’ll remember. As Freddie, Joaquin Phoenix is entirely transformed — it’s a magnificent performance of remarkable physicality. “Naughty boy,” Lancaster calls him, reprovingly. “Silly animal.” Freddie is both of these things, a primitive, tending to swing his loose arms like an ape, his shoulders slumped, muttering out of one side of his mouth like he was crumpled into a ball once and never fully straightened out. He’s half-feral in a way that can be frightening, especially in a scene in which he loses control in a prison cell, raging, destroying everything within reach and hurting himself while Lancaster poses, still, in the cell next to him. But that coiled energy, that unrestrained carnality, is also appealing, and women are drawn to him (though they may not stay that way) — lucky for him, because baldly propositioning them is his main approach. With very fine cinematography by Mihai Malaimare Jr. and a textured, spiky score by Jonny Greenwood that chases the film along as much as the dialogue,  The Master is a more opaque sibling to  There Will Be Blood , a story that, like that earlier one, feels like an abstract American creation myth, a celluloid koan to be turned over in the mind. A final encounter between Lancaster and Freddie is sparked by a dream that signals that the former does have a hook in our strange protagonist, if not the ownership he desires, and that sends Freddie over the churning blue seas, images of which punctuate the film, to find his teacher. Lancaster, grown in power and yet more hollow than ever, offers up what may be the key to the film to his wayward ward: “If you figure out a way to live without a master, any master, be sure to let the rest of us know, for you would be the first in the history of the world.” In Freddie, terrible and free, is an image of a life unbounded by rules and unmarked by submission to any structure, whether it be an abstract figure or the one ensconced in his self-created institute, promising a cure for what ails you. Read more on The Master . Follow Alison Willmore on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .

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Bad Movies We Love, Zombie-Blasting Vidgame Edition: Doom (2005)

This week sees the release of Resident Evil: Retribution , the next installment in what has been dubbed the “most successful” of video game movie series, a shallow victory indeed. Considering that contemporary video games have become cinematic, employing many proven Hollywood techniques in their platforms, it means that once those properties are adapted for the screen you could end up with the proverbial serpent eating its own tail. In the case of Doom however you end up with something else; much like a document that has been photocopied from a fax of a forgery taken from a carbon-copy, what you end up with is an indecipherable mess. But first, let’s take a look at the original Resident Evil , itself an exercise in impotent storytelling. How about this for a synopsis: In Raccoon City a company known as The Umbrella Corporation owns a laboratory called The Hive, where a T-virus has been released and The Red Queen computer seals the building and kills the occupants to stop an outbreak. Uh-huh. Guess I won’t look for the words, “Adapted from the novel by Noel Coward.” The gist of that 2002 film was zombies vs. mercenaries, including Milla Jovovich, who wages battle while wearing a red cocktail dress, of course; this cheesecloth-thin plotline has somehow been stretched into a 5-picture movie arc. Just three years later came the far more shallow bout of movie making that is Doom — basically the same movie, only with Jovovich’s sexy freedom fighter replaced by the buff chunk-muscle Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson. Doom comes the closest to replicating the gaming experience on film. Literally little more than a chase-and-shoot action pic, you can guess exactly how this script was constructed. Imagine for a moment you are building your dream home and want to make sure to include all the elements you deem important. You begin by telling a contractor you want him to construct a fireplace. Upstairs you instruct him to install a Roman bath tub and a closet big enough to park a mini-Cooper, and then you suggest he add a walk-in humidor in the basement. You inspect the plans, and once satisfied that everything looks perfect you then tell him, “I love it! Now you can begin construction on the house.” The same type of logic is going on here; clearly they included the important elements of the game and later decided it might be cool to also come up with a script. Then decisions were made based on money. The original video games featured demon entities which could be costly to replicate — so in the film they became mutated Martian explorers, mostly filmed in the dark. But wait, how will the soldiers end up on Mars, responding to this outbreak? Before you can utter “screenplay shorthand,” a portal is placed in the Nevada desert where the mercenaries can enter and arrive on Mars as quickly as they are needed. Voila ! Amazingly this is all goofier than it sounds, yet told with a straight face, telling us this is as it should be. We start with a hard-opening as scientists run down futuristic corridors, fleeing from something unseen. When they try to get through a closing hatch a female has her arm severed by the door. This is not mindless vivisection, mind you; later The Rock will use the severed limb to gain access via bio-verification locks! Subtle intro in place, roll credits. The year is 2046, and during the colonization of Mars there has been an experiment where a 24th chromosome has been developed which will grant humans incredible physical gifts and the ability to regenerate quickly from wounds — unless you happen to mutate into a hideous homicidal creature. (There are some glitches, understand.) The facility is sealed up and a few scientists remain, so a group of Marines are located for the mission. “The Rock” plays Sarge, and he guides a team of clichés named Reaper, Goat, Duke, The Kid, and others. Once there Reaper is reintroduced to his estranged scientist sister who works at the facility, which creates some sibling tension but is also convenient as she can guide the Marines around the joint. Director Andrezj Bartkowiak (his actual name — I did not nod off and type that with my forehead) uses his skills to hide the less-than-impressive appearance of the creatures. Even though this takes place almost entirely on the Fourth Planet you would never know it, because the whole time is spent in labs and the steam tunnels of the facility with zero exterior shots. It’s like watching someone’s vacation movies spent at a beach house and everything takes place in the basement. What we do see of the creatures is a biological illogicality, since the beings tower over the humans, rather immense in size. Their caloric and protein intake would have to be far greater than the limited food source a couple dozen scientists would provide. (Why not clear everyone out and let them cannibalize to extinction? Because that would leave us with a very short film experience.) It is far more entertaining to send anonymous soldiers to a grisly end while also vividly destroying some monstrous Martians in gory detail. During this melee Sarge eventually discovers a trademark weapon from the game, the B-F-G (Big F-ing Gun.) This weapon provides plenty of psychological material to analyze; many N.O.W. members opposed to the N.R.A. will tell you the B.F.G. is only a representation of the male organ. To be honest, those ladies have a valid argument — this gun shoots a plasma-like substance, meaning the ammunition is not actually fired as much as it is… ejaculated . You have to be very secure in your masculinity to wield this particular phallic weapon. As the Marines are systematically dispatched by the zombie goliaths we eventually get treated to the centerpiece scene of the movie where we watch all the action from the POV of star (and future Judge Dredd) Karl Urban, with his weapon in view of the camera just like in the game. It’s a decent representation filled with flashy camera tricks and computer wizardry, like seeing the game on screen with much better graphic simulators delivering the visuals. Ultimately there is a visceral feeling to Doom — you want to be in the action, and then you want to partake. With all the viscera flying on screen you’ll check your shoes for plasma, and then you’ll check eBay for older gaming systems that will allow you to play a vintage version of Doom . Why let The Rock have all the fun shooting his load?! Read more Bad Movies We Love. Brad Slager has written about movies and entertainment for Film Threat, Mediaite, and is a columnist at CHUD.com . His less insightful impressions on entertainment can be found on Twitter .

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Katy Perry Bandages Her Tits in her Part of Me Video of the Day

Katy Perry is a talentless hack. She can’t sing, she can’t dance, and this video will show you just how good she is at not being able to act. She just milks bullshit pop that is heavily marketed to idiots, tapping into her personal life enough to make people really feel her….what garbage…… So in the video, she loses her shit, joins the marines, She bandages down her tits, she cuts off her hair, she flashes some underwear, she goes to bootcamp, because that’s the totally normal, stable thing a bitch does when her dude cheats on her….. I didn’t make it to the end, but home this crazy psycho bitch dies in some military friendly fire, from her own gun. Seriously, Imagine you found out some bitch you cheated on lost her shit and joined the maries, it kinda makes me feel uneasy….especially when you factor in that she’s ugly.

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