After the Sept 11, 2001 attacks there seemed to be a “Terrorist Hunting Permit” bumper sticker on just about every truck in my home state of Texas. Every once in awhile, I still see them. Usually they’re faded to the point of being unintelligible, like relics of a bygone era. Now, they’re back — but with a 2016 twist.
Missouri Republican gubernatorial candidate Eric Greitens, a former Navy SEAL, is selling bumper stickers emblazoned with the words “ISIS HUNTING PERMIT 2016” to raise money for his campaign in the run-up to a competitive four-way Republican primary on August 2.
Each sticker is selling for a $10 donation. And for $100, it’ll come autographed by Rob O’Neill, the former SEAL who claims to have killed Osama Bin Laden, The Associated Press reports. That’s a heck of a deal, especially considering that the permit won’t expire until “WE DEFEAT THIS EVIL.”
NEWPORT — The explosion and sinking of the ship in 1943 claimed at least 1,138 lives, and while the sea swallowed the bones there were people, too, who also worked to shroud the bodies.
The sinking of the H.M.T. Rohna was the greatest loss of life at sea by enemy action in the history of U.S. war, but the British Admiralty demanded silence from the survivors and the tragedy was immediately classified by the U.S. War Department.
Michael Walsh of Newport is working to bring the story of the Rohna to the surface with a documentary film, which includes interviews with some of the survivors of the attack. Walsh has interviewed about 45 men who were aboard the ship when it was hit.
Editor's note: this story originally appeared in 2018
How you die matters. Ten years ago, on Memorial Day, I was in Fallujah, serving a year-long tour on the staff and conducting vehicle patrols between Abu Ghraib and Ramadi. That day I attended a memorial service in the field. It was just one of many held that year in Iraq, and one of the countless I witnessed over my 20 years in the U.S. Marine Corps.
Like many military veterans, Memorial Day is not abstract to me. It is personal; a moment when we remember our friends. A day, as Oliver Wendell Holmes said, “sacred to memories of love and grief and heroic youth."