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What`s up to all you Latino Americans.
War is not the answer to fixing a problem, but some times it is necessary."

My profile:

Member Since:
October 23, 2000

New Jersey, USA

Male

Age: 30

Race: Latino

Ethnic Origin:
Colombian

Relationship Status:
Married

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Aquarius

Job Industry:
Telecommunications
Military

Occupation:
System Engineer
Satellite Operator

INTERESTS
Freestyle, Merengue,
Salsa,Cumbia,
Hip-Hop/R & B,
House/Techno,
Trance

Boxing, Jujitsu

About Me
Hi my name is Nestor. I live in New Jersey. I was Born in Bogota, Colombia. I came to the U.S at the age of 9 yr. I grew up and went to school here. I have my parents, my sister, her husband, my nephews, and a 10 yr. old son (photos below), along with other relatives living here in NJ near us. I have a wonderful and beautiful wife that I love.You can visit her page at
I have been with her for the past 6 years.We are got married September 2002. We are expecting our first child together. We are moving to the Dallas/ Fort Worth Area to begin a new life with a brand new baby. In order to succeed, one has to take risks to take a step forward in the right direction.

:MY MARINE CORPS HISTORY:

My Marine Corps History
I am one of God`s miss guided children. Trained to fight and to shoot to kill.....ready to die but never will!!
I went to boot camp at Parris Island. I was there the summer of 97. I went to 29 Palms, California for four months. I did a lot of traveling and partying when I was over there. After that I came home for about two months. I sent to Augusta, Georgia. I had a good time while I was over there. I met a few friends that I still talk to especially one that is a very good friend. I`m home right now. I am in the Reserves here in New York City. My rank is a Corporal which I just recently have been promoted to. My job is dealing with communications. I did some mountain warfare training at Bridgeport, Ca. The most recent experience with the Marine Corps has been going to War. I was sent to Kuwait on Feb. 17 2003. I was at the border on D-Day Mar 20,2003. Let me tell you that was some fire work show we saw that day. From there we were sent to some where in the south west desert of Iraq. Spent about a month there before we went up to a citi call Ad-Diwaniya. It is 120 miles from Baghdad. We spent a month and a half there when we got the word that the "WAR" was over. Three of us were replaced with three other people. We were brought back to Kuwait for a month then got sent home. It was an experience that I will never forget..

"It`s the Marine Corps that will strip away the facade so easily confused with self. It is the Corps that will offer the pain needed to buy the truth, and at last, each will own the privilege of looking inside himself to discover what truly resides there."
"There you have seen in yourself invincibility. You now confront vulnerability. You have faltered, and the root of your weakness lies painfully exposed. With the weight of failure heavy on you, You realize you have been overcome because you walk alone. "
"Comfort is an illusion. A false security bred from familiar things and familiar ways. It narrows the mind, Weakens the body, and robs the soul of the spirit and determination. Comfort is neither welcome nor tolerated here."
"But first, a final test will take everything that is left inside. When this is over, those that stand will reach out with dirty, callused hands to claim the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor. And the title UNITED STATES MARINE."
-Unknown

A history lesson for the New Year. Also, provided as a public service to those who wish they were or had been Marines!!
Ask a Marine what`s so special about the Marines and the answer would be "Esprit de Corps," an unhelpful French phrase that means exactly what it looks like -- the spirit of the Corps, but what is that spirit, and where does it come from?
The Marine Corps is the only branch of the US Armed Forces that recruits people specifically to fight.
The Army emphasizes personal development (an Army of One), the Navy promises fun (let the journey begin), the Air Force offers security (its a great way of life).
Missing from all the advertisements is the hard fact that a soldier`s lot is to suffer and perhaps to die for his people, and take lives at the risk of his/her own. Even the thematic music of the services reflects this evasion.
The Army`s Caisson Song describes a pleasant country outing. Over hill and dale, lacking only a picnic basket.
Anchors Aweigh, the Navy`s celebration of the joys of sailing, could have been penned by Jimmy Buffet.
The Air Force song is a lyric poem of blue skies and engine thrust. All is joyful, invigorating, and safe.
There are no land mines in the dales nor snipers behind the hills, no
submarines or cruise missiles threaten the ocean jaunt, no bandits are lurking in the wild blue yonder.

The Marines Hymn, by contrast, is all-combat. We fight our Country`s
battles, First to fight for right and freedom, we have fought in every clime and place where we could take a gun, in many a strife we have fought for life and never lost our nerve.
The choice is made clear. You may join the Army to go to adventure
training, or join the Navy to go to Bangkok, or join the Air Force to go to computer school. You join the Marine Corps to go to War!
But the mere act of signing the enlistment contract confers no status in the Corps.
The Army recruit is told from his first minute in uniform that "your in the Army now," soldier. The Navy and Air Force enlistees are sailors or airmen as soon as they get off bus at the training center.
The new arrival at Marine Corps boot camp is called a recruit, or worse, but never a MARINE. Not yet, maybe never. He or she must earn the right to claim the title of UNITED STATES MARINE, and failure returns you to civilian life without hesitation or ceremony.
Recruit Platoon 2210 at San Diego, California trained from October through December of 1968. In Viet Nam the Marines were taking two hundred casualties a week, and the major rainy season operation Meade River, had not even begun. Yet Drill Instructors had no qualms about
winnowing out almost a quarter of their 112 recruits, graduating eighty-one.
Note that this was post - enlistment attrition; every one of those who were dropped had been passed by the recruiters as fit for service.
But they failed the test of Boot Camp, and not necessarily for physical reasons; at least two were outstanding high school athletes for whom the calisthenics and running were child`s play. The cause of their failure was not in the biceps nor the legs, but in the spirit. They had lacked the will to endure the mental and emotional strain, so they would not be Marines.
Heavy commitments and high casualties not withstanding, the Corps reserves the right to pick and choose.

History classes in boot camp? Stop a soldier on the street and ask him t o name a battle of World War One. Pick a sailor at random to describe the epic fight of the Bon Homme Richard. Everyone has heard of McGuire Air Force Base. So ask any airman who Major Thomas McGuire was, and why he is so commemorated.
I am not carping, and there is no sneer in this criticism. All of the services have glorious traditions, but no one teaches the young soldier, sailor or airman what his uniform means and why he should be proud of it.
But ask a Marine about World War One, and you will hear of the wheat field at Belleau Wood and the courage of the Fourth Marine Brigade, fifth and sixth regiments.
Faced with an enemy of superior numbers entrenched in tangled forest Undergrowth, the Marines received an order to attack that even the Charitable cannot call ill-advised. It was insane! Artillery support was absent and air support had not yet been invented, so the Brigade charged German machine guns with only bayonets, grenades, and indomitable fighting spirit. A bandy-legged little barrel of a gunnery sergeant, Daniel J. Daly, rallied his company with a shout, "Come on you sons a *bleep*es, do you want to live forever?"
He took out three machine guns himself, and they would give him the Medal of Honor except for a technicality: he already had two of them. French liaison officers, hardened though they were by four years of trench bound slaughter, were shocked as the Marines charged across the open wheat field under a blazing sun directly into the teeth of enemy fire. Their action was anachronistic on the twentieth-century battlefield; so much so that they might as well have been swinging cutlasses. But the enemy was only human; they could not stand up to this. So the Marines took Belleau Wood.

The Germans called them "Dogs from the Devil."
Every Marine knows this story and dozens more. We are taught them in boot camp as a regular part of the curriculum. Every Marine will always be taught them! You can learn to don a gas mask anytime, even on the plane in route to the war zone, but before you can wear the Eagle Globe & Anchor and claim the title you must know about the Marines who made that emblem and title meaningful. So long as you can march and shoot and revere the legacy of the Corps, you can take your place in line. And that line is unified spirit as in purpose.
A soldier wears branch of service insignia on his collar, metal shoulder pins and cloth sleeve patches to identify his unit. Sailors wear a rating badge that identifies what they do for the Navy.
Marines wear only the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor, together with personal ribbons and their CHERISHED marksmanship badges. There is nothing on a Marine`s uniform to indicate what he or she does, nor what unit the Marine belongs to. You cannot tell by looking at a Marine whether you are seeing a truck driver, a computer programmer, or a machine gunner. The Corps explains this as a security measure to conceal the identity and location of units, but the Marines` penchant for publicity makes that the least likely of explanations. No, the Marine is amorphous, even anonymous, by conscious design.
Every Marine is a rifleman first and foremost, a Marine first, last and always! You may serve a four-year enlistment or even a twenty plus year career without seeing action, but if the word is given you`ll charge across that wheatfield! Whether a Marine has been schooled in automated supply, automotive mechanics, or aviation electronics, is immaterial. Those things are secondary -- the Corps does them because it must.
The modern battlefield requires the technical appliances, and since the enemy has them, so do we, but no Marine boasts mastery of them. Our pride is in our marksmanship, our discipline, and our membership in a fraternity of courage and sacrifice. "For the honor of the fallen, for the glory of the dead", Edar Guest wrote of Belleau Wood, "the living line of courage kept the faith and moved ahead." They are all gone now, those Marines who made a French farmer`s little wheatfield into one of the most enduring of Marine Corps legends. Many of them did not survive the day, and eight long decades have claimed the rest. But their actions are immortal. The Corps remembers them and honors what they did, and so they live forever. Dan Daly`s shouted challenge takes on its true meaning -- if you lie in the trenches you may survive for now, but someday you will die and no one will care. If you charge the guns you may die in the next two minutes, but you will be one of the immortals. All Marines die; some in the red flash of battle, some in the white cold of the nursing home. In the vigor of youth or the infirmity of age, all will eventually die. But the Marine Corps lives on. Every Marine who ever lived can where it hurts him the most when he`s not looking.
-Sir William Slim

:MY MARTIAL ARTS HISTORY:

Things I like to do!Things I like to do is roller blade, martial arts, spend time with my son and wife, draw when ever I can and drive or fix my car. I practice Muso Shinden Ryu Iaido, Gen Lee Jujitsu under the instructions of my bestfriend. This art is composed of several different arts. They include Judo, Aikido, Okinawan Karate, Boxing, Savate and others. If you are interested in going to see our school, click on the Gen Lee Link to go to the main website and click on "contact us" at the bottom of the page. Gen Lee

Martial Arts Salutation
Peace or War?

I am prepared for both. Should you come at me like a rock, like water I will surround you. Be a Truncheon of wood, And I will consume you with my fire. Burn me, and like ice I shall resist, Melting and extinguishing your sting. Drown me, And like a sponge I shall absorb and contain your flow. My face shall be your face Reflecting calmness Or the savagery on your mind. If you seek harm You shall feel the pain Your hand sends forth. For I will sacrifice myself To be what you are So that you may better understand You actions And true feelings.

Peace or War?
I will not harm you, Only dispel the illusion That you seek your destruction For when you see your own vulnerability You shall also see the value of life And distorted reflection Which has been masking your true objective And pain. If it is in my power to expose this reality So that you may fulfill your nature And I, mine Then bear the lesson of my salutation; Life and Death I am prepared for both. (Unknown)

"One who is samurai, must before all things keep constantly in mind by day & by night... the fact that he has to die."
-Daidan Yuzan-
16th Century.

:FINAL THOUGHTS:

To everyone here, in Migente, that knows someone or knows of someone that has loved ones in or near the Twin Towers,
My prayers are there for you.
This is a Day, September 11, 2001 we will not ever forget, our hearts were in our throats and we were in despair,
But we all must stand together and support each other for we are American and we will survive....Together.
May God bless you and keep you and your family safe.

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Que Viva Colombia!

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