Great Motivational Speech

Following the WWII trend, here's a great motivational speech from one of the best Generals of the European Theatre of Operations; George S. Patton. This speech was given to the men of the Third Army days before D-Day.

"Men, this stuff some sources sling around about America wanting to stay out of the war and not wanting to fight is a lot of baloney! Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. America loves a winner. America will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise a coward, Americans play to win. That's why America has never lost a war and will never lose a war.

You are not all going to die. Only two percent of you, right here today, would be killed in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all of us. And every man is scared in his first action. If he says he's not, he's a Goddam liar... The real hero is the man who fights even though he's scared...

All through your army carrers, you've been bitching about what you call "chicken-shit drill". That, like everything else in the Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is Instant Obedience to Orders and to create and mantain Constant Alertness! This must be bred into every soldier. A man must be alert all the time if he expects to stay alive. If not, some German son-of-a-bitch will sneak up behind him with a sock full o' shit! There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily, all because ONE man went to sleep on his job... but they are German graves, because WE caught the bastards asleep! An Army is a team, lives, sleeps, fights and eats as a team. This individual hero stuff is a lot of horse shit. The bilious bastards 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 fucking!

Every single man in the Army plays a vital role... even the guy who boils the water to keep us from getting the G.I. shits!
Remember, men, you don't know I'm here... I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army... Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddam Germans. I want them to look up and howl, "ACH, IT'S THE GODDAM THIRD ARMY AND THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH PATTON AGAIN!"

We want to get this thing over and get the hell out of here, and get at those purple-pissin' Japs!!! The shortest road home is through Berlin and Tokyo! We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by showing the enemy we have more guts than they have or ever will have!

There's one great thing you men can say when it's all over and you're home once more. You can thank God that twenty years from now, when you're sitting around the fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the war, you won't have to shift him to the other knee, cough, and say, "I shoveled shit in Lousiana."