Happy birthday to the United States Marines! From the Halls of Montezuma to the shit hole of Fallujah and beyond into the future. I've always admired the USMC, ever since I was little shit and my uncle (a much bigger shit) was both a career Marine and my hero. When it was my turn to enlist, I joined the Army (the Marines didn't have a Ranger Regiment), and I never regretted that decision. But I still have an admiration for the Marine Corps and its traditions.
One thing I learned during my service: The Air Force has its technology and its ability to control the skies; The Navy has its ships and the ability to project its force around the world by sea. If you're in the Army, you have your unit, like the Ranger Regiment or the 501st PIR, the 82nd Airborne Division or whatever your unit is (if you're in some pogue ass unit, then you have your ETS to look forward to). But the Marines have their Corps, which is something the rest of us never had. Marines are truly a cohesive group, and that cohesion lasts for life - not just words, not just a group of friends for a few years after they get out.
I've always admired the Marines, even though it is my solemn duty to make fun of them when I can. So tonight I'll lift whatever I'm drinking to the United States Marine Corps and their 241 years of faithful service to the Republic.