From General George S. Patton (1885-1945), senior officer of the United States Army, commanded the U.S. Seventh Army in the Mediterranean and European Theaters of World War II, best known for his leadership of the U.S. Third Army in France and Germany following the Allied invasion of Normandy in June 1944, known in his time as “America’s Fightingest General,” Speech to the Third Army (1944):
When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a German will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don’t dig foxholes. I don’t want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don’t give the enemy time to dig one either. We’ll win this war, but we’ll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we’ve got more guts than they have; or ever will have. We’re not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we’re going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We’re going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You’ve got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it’s the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you’ll know what to do!
But will there be an opportunity and facilities to lactate?
I wonder if Patton had previously read Mark Twain’s “War Prayer”.
http://warprayer.org/
I doubt it.
He didn’t start the war but he sure as hell put his boot up the ass of the enemy. We need people like that from time to time.