Top 10 Best US Army Memes – Updated!

Top 10 Best US Army Memes – Updated!

Top 10 Best US Army Memes

UPDATED! There’s lots of great US Army Memes out there, some funny, some serious, some sad. Whatever you like, I put some all in the same place for your viewing pleasure. This is the VSW collection of the Best US Army Memes you will find anywhere!

This is just a quick collection I threw together tonight for you guys to get a kick out of.

Feel free to leave comments below about which ones are your favorites!

You can run…

Battle Buddies

See The World they Said

Not sure where I found this one, but it’s kind of funny.

Peddle faster!

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Call of Duty

Merry Christmas!

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Nice Zombie…

The More The Merrier!

Wait for It!

This one is my favorite….

Army Rangers!

Show this one to your Marine buddies.

How was Leave?

Looks like someone was playing “Bitch Bingo”

The Real Captain America?

Do you have a moment to talk about Freedom?

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“Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death!”

“Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death!”

“Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death!”

To avoid the possible interference from then Lieutenant-Governor Dunmore and his Royal Marines, the Second Virginia Convention met back on March 20, 1775 inland at Richmond–in what is presnrly referred to as St. John’s Church–instead of what was then the Capitol in Williamsburg. The delegate Patrick Henry presented a variety of resolutions to raise and bring forth a militia, and to put Virginia in a posture of self defense. Henry’s opponents of course urged caution and patience until the English crown replied to Congress’ latest petition for reconciliation.

On the 23rd of the month, Patrick Henry presented a proposal to organize a volunteer company of cavalry or infantry in every Virginia county. An account and start of what Virginia would later do again in its near future. By custom, Henry addressed himself to the Convention’s President, Peyton Randolph of Williamsburg, VA. Henry’s words were not transcribed but thankfully due to his word being ever so eloquent were never forgotten, or Henry’s closing words: “Give me liberty, or give me death!”

Henry’s first biographer, William Wirt of Maryland, was three-years-old in 1775. An assistant federal prosecutor in Aaron Burr’s trial for treason at Richmond in 1807, and later attorney general of the United States, Wirt began to collect materials for the biography in 1808, nine years after Henry’s death. From the recollections of men like Thomas Jefferson, Wirt reconstructed an account of Henry’s life, including the remarks presented below.

St. John’s Church, Richmond, Virginia
March 23, 1775.

MR. PRESIDENT: No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House. But different men often see the same subject in different lights; and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen if, entertaining as I do, opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my sentiments freely, and without reserve. This is no time for ceremony. The question before the House is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part, I consider it as nothing less than a question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at truth, and fulfil the great responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offence, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the majesty of heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.

Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and, having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst, and to provide for it.

I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves, and the House? Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with these war-like preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled, that force must be called in to win back our love? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation; the last arguments to which kings resort. I ask, gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us; they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves. Sir, we have done everything that could be done, to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free² if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending²if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us!

They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance, by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations; and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable²and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace²but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

Patrick Henry may not have had a coin displaying his all too familiar words of Patriotism but if he had it would have been this coin.

US Army Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death 1775 Coin


The power tradition of American Freedoms has never lost its luster and will forever hold sway over those who would take away the birthright of Americans.

Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death

Source: Wirt, William. Sketches of the Life and Character of Patrick Henry . (Philadelphia) 1836, as reproduced in The World’s Great Speeches, Lewis Copeland and Lawrence W. Lamm, eds., (New York) 1973.

San Diego’s World Beat Cultural Center Reclaims Racism and Ignorance with New Book Release Party

San Diego’s World Beat Cultural Center Reclaims Racism and Ignorance with New Book Release Party

9780976580157Being in San Diego for only 3 years I find myself discovering new places, meeting various people and learning about cultural perspectives was invited to a book release party last Friday night at the San Diego World Beat Cultural Center.  The book was title “Reclaiming Our Stories: Narratives of Identity, Resilience and Empowerment” and is published by San Diego City Works Press and presented by “Pillars of the Community”. The World Beat Cultural Center is across from the Veterans Museum at Balboa Park near the Naval Medical Center San Diego.

Being married to a 1st generation American by legal immigrants from a third world county I am not a stranger to other cultures and appreciate those that are proponents of freedom, peace and goodwill towards one another. Learning about this book I was interested to see what the diverse students of City College had to say about growing up in multicultural San Diego.  We parked and entered the Cultural Center and were immediately greeted with “Pro” Fidel Castro pamphlets.  Oh boy.  They weren’t wasting time starting off with communist propaganda and we haven’t even entered the building.  Seeing these young faces handing these out thinking they were being rebels and standing up for the common man by supporting totalitarian authoritarian tyrants in 3rd world countries.  Do these kids ever read about history?  Not much diversity in Cuba.  One culture or else.

Upon entering the center the vibes and Rasta reds, greens and blacks with many murals about the “World Beat” club atmosphere including home made Kombucha and natural organic non GMO health snacks.  All appeared very cool and hip while many diverse people were mingling about and sitting in front of a large stage.  Immediately to the right before the stage is a large steel sculpture towering to the ceiling showing 3 different types of Jewish male archetypes holding up a steel framed map of the United States of America.  Odd.  Having a degree in art history it was a clearing communicating that only the peoples of the Judaic Religion are the foundation of America.  Strange I never read that in the history books.  Or maybe its they want to support America.  Very confusing messages so far…

As we took a seat in front of the stage it was lit up with stage lights and was projecting a image of the book cover.   Looking around the room I notice the many murals depicting scenes from ancient Egypt, Babylon, Rasta Lions and other images of past empires and kingdoms.  Again I pondered why these images were being used here.  As an expert in logos and symbols it was clear that the room was filled with many that were in complete opposition to any free world that acknowledges diversity.  How can people be so mislead into thinking they were among friends when all symbols were of history’s enemies to all humanity no matter the race or creed.  Symbols of monarchy and terrible empires that enslaved and slaughtered.  Sad to see so many people clueless to the barrage of subliminal iconic programming around them.


As scanned around the room the sound from the mics filled the air and the MC’s began the presentation.  Many speakers were here to read stories they contributed to the book.  The first was the most touching about a young girl living in San Diego homeless on the streets because the mom was a drug addict and in and out jail while the dad although a little better was at least not incarcerated had a alcohol problem.  Living in shelters she experience what it was like to be rock bottom.  Later she was sent to live with her cousin back east in a stable home that happened to be Muslim.  Seeing this stability and love she was drawn to the religion they practice.  Everyone clapped.  Looking around again I notice no Christian motifs or symbols.  None.  Hmmm.  How is it a good thing for a women to become Muslim when they treat them like property and 2nd class citizens.  I don’t see the freedom or enrichment in lowering someone’s status to less than a human.

Next came another contributing writer that spoke of being imprisoned for armed robbery and his ordeal in the big house. He read about his court experience and being transported to the big house.  After arriving he talked about how he had an attitude with the guards and one particular ” White” guard to avoid.  Although no explanation was given int eh story this person was the reason for his continued behavior.  Adding more and more time to his sentence for being uncooperative he romanced how this is how a black man must have felt in the 1800’s picking cotton.  I looked at my wife and she at me with amusement.  This kid was in prison because he was a criminal and after being a complete jerk to the authorities was now feeling sorry for himself and framing his experience as though he were a slave in the Confederate South.  This is “Reclaiming” their identities?  Convicted Felon has attitude at Prison and thinks he is equal to a African slave in the 1800’s.  This was an insult to my intelligence and to those slaves that had no fucking choice.  While this entitled criminal punk thinks he is being treated unjustly by a bunch of racists prison guards.  Wow. Is this a joke?

After, another criminal began telling her story of being a degenerate prostitute working the streets for her beloved pimp and was all good until the pimp started giving his attention to another “White Bitch”.   This was too much for her and she went crazy violently attacked destroyed private property and that got them both arrested.  She told her story as though auditioning for American Idol almost proud of her escapades.  Glorifying her lifestyle and the people she was with.  The whole time blaming the “White” man and her pimp for her troubles.  She dressed as though she was still a prostitute to be honest.  None the less there was no remorse or taking any responsibility.  Just more of the same blaming everyone else, especially the “white” folks and not taking responsibility.

Next came the craziest story of a half Mexican half American man with his red hair and blue eyes that at an early age was put on Ritalin and other drugs that changed his entire life.  Psychotropics are never good and another part of the problem with this run away psychiatry being shoved down are children’s throats.  At a young age h as in trouble and juvenile hall.  At 13 he escaped with some older boys and with them went on a robbery spree ended with a shoot out with the police.  After 18 he moved back to smallville Montana and instead of getting his life together began slinging drugs. After getting busted he was back in and soon committing murder shanking many inmates to survive.  Again no remorse for his action and left the stage like a rock star blaming the man and many references to race and discrimination from “White” people.  We were basically listening to the stories of sociopaths that use race to justify their “victim” attitudes.  Although I have Native American and Black mixed with Scotch and Irish like this speaker I look white and in my head began singing the Clash song “White Man in Hammersmith Palaise” from the 70’s where Joe Strummer goes to a London club that is predominantly black anti authority musicians and feeling the racism because he is “White”.  Looking around I could see that the room was filled with very few with people.  Maybe a dozen compared to the 100+ of black and brown folks.

img_2964Finally one of the MC’s began to tell her story.  Until now I really hadn’t been that surprised; These inner city “cultural” groups are just that- a cult- following the fashion trend and latest social justice campaigns.  However the last story truly showed the programmed hatred toward “White” people and the use of keywords to propagate a false narrative.  The final reader told her story of how when she was in high school she had a Math teacher that caused her to hate math.  She described him as a heavy set white male that was teaching math and “boasted” often about his service as a Veteran in he United States military.  Her next statement made me gasp.  She said why she hated him was his stories of “White Privilege” being a Veteran and was the reason she could stopped paying attention in class.  The audience joined her in praising herself for recognizing this.  After continued disrespect he notice she was not paying attention.  He stopped at her desk and asked why.

She said that her teacher had “White Privilege” because he was a Veteran and that she didn’t have to listen and because of this attitude didn’t get along the rest of the year.  This was the point of why she had so much trouble with math!  Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

Sounded like her racism towards a white male that was a veteran was the reason she didn’t do well in math.  Of course everyone clapped and cheered her on.  No remorse for her attitude or lack of respect for a person that served our country to defend our civil liberties and is now a teacher.  Apparently his only crime was that he was “white”.  Excuse me this is not a privileged life.  Haven’t you been paying attention?  The poor go to war.  The rich seldom do.  So how does one equate this logic?  This young 24 year old woman speaking these words so completely lost in her own entitlement and hateful racism with the Veterans museum ironically just a few hundred yards away.  Meanwhile hypocritically boasting to all of us her tales of being in the trenches of the educational system while condemning him for the same behavior.  Looking around I noticed all the flags hanging form the ceiling.  No US flag.  Disgraceful.

Feeling exhausted after hearing all the disgusting tales of debauchery and self loathing blaming the “White”man and never taking any responsibility for their own actions scumbags- another speaker grab the mic promoting an upcoming event.  A black woman with dreads addressed the crowd and brought attention to this event on Nov 5th called “Wanna be Free- The Concert of the People”.  However the she only mentioned that the people to unite were the black and brown people against racist monster Donald Trump.  Wait a minute.  Only the Black and Brown people are a part of the “People’s Revolution”?  Oh boy.  And now Donald Trump is the reason for all the racism in the world? Wow.  These people are such hypocrites.  The whole time this woman was staring at me with fierce eyes and flailing arms shouting rhetoric that can only be described as divisive and racist blaming Donald Trump.  These folks have no clue who their real enemy is if they think its the white race. Complete and willful ignorance.

Is this America?  Is this the culture we want to promote?  Racism, Ignorance and Divisiveness?  Needless to say we both were disgusted and wanted to exit this sour culture being cultivated by cultist that seem to blame rather than take personal responsibility and foment hate.  Everyone is faced with decision that can lead to success in life or self destruction.  Its up to each and every one of us to choose the right decisions.  Another interesting detail was that all speakers but the Mexican American male that was on Crystal Meth were all severely obese.  More evidence of self loathing rather than discovering Identity.  Stories of disrespect and misdirected anger from being incarcerated for committing horrible crimes as the manner of their Resilience.  Not taking any responsibility for their actions and ignoring the laws as a form of Empowerment.  Only the reclaiming of age old hate and fomenting racism towards others justifying immoral behavior and beliefs. Shameful these stories will ever influence any young troubled soul searching for truth.  The book certainly was a detour from that path.  Steer clear by reclaiming sanity by avoiding this ignorant and racist literature and cultural center.


“Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!”

“Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!”

Adm. David Glasgow Farragut. A Legend!

From Boy Midshipman To Mobile Bay Hero, ‘Old Salamander’ Spent His Life Aboard Navy Ships

Can you believe that the highest ranks in the United States Navy were created for a single man. One man that would pioneer past all charted ground and transcend into legend. From Rear Admiral, Vice Admiral, and Admiral of the Navy — were created for this one man, the famous David Glasgow Farragut, the hero of the Battle of Mobile Bay and other encounters of the seas and oceans of the world. Farragut’s rise to the rank of Admiral in 1866 was the pinnacle in a US Naval career that began before he was a young teenager and lasted for more than 50 years.

As the son of a Scots-Irish pioneer woman and a Spanish father, the Revolutionary War hero Jorge Farragut, young David Farragut grew up hearing tales of sea adventures and the men that went to sea. When his mother passed, family friend Commodore David Porter adopted young Farragut. Porter secured an appointment as midshipman for his 9-year-young charge. Cadets were educated and trained while at sea — the U.S. Naval Academy was not established until 1845 — and before long, Midshipman Farragut was onboard the USS Essex.

During the War of 1812, the USS Essex sailed to South America, where the precocious Farragut took a captured British ship into Santiago, Chile. By all accounts, he conducted himself with calm and courage during his ship’s defeat. After this excitement it was followed by 45 years of routine naval duty followed.

At the beginning of the Civil War, Farragut was the age of 60, a naval captain living with his wife in the State Of Virginia. A Southerner by birth, Farragut went the direction his brothers did not having pledged his allegiance to the Union cause and was then given command of a heavy fleet. His initial and beginning orders were to open and expand the mouth of the Mississippi by taking the city of  New Orleans. This he accomplished in April 1862. For his accomplishments, on July 16 of that year he was made the first rear admiral in the U.S. Navy. With success comes more responsibility. He had already earned another title and name, “Old Salamander,” when he ran his ships under heavy enemy fire between the New Orleans’ forts.

16 months later, he took the last Confederate fort in the Gulf of Mexico in the celebrated Battle of Mobile Bay. The heavily guarded bay entrance was filled with heavy mines, then known as torpedoes. Farragut’s cry of “Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!” is now the stuff of legend, but it was also good tactics. All but one of the fleet’s 18 ships passed safely through the channel, and in August 1864, Mobile Bay’s forts fell. “Old Salamander” returned to Union territory a hero and entered the halls of legend.





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Founding Fathers were Psychological Geniuses in Creating the American Republic

Founding Fathers were Psychological Geniuses in Creating the American Republic


The founding fathers were geniuses despite the modern rewriting of history and based our form of governance, a Republic with democratic powers, from the Human Brain. A fractal. They got it. In order to govern the masses fairly and as each a sovereign, it must pattern after how we govern ourselves. Genius.


The Triune Brain. Although the brain is a complex organ much like man is a complex creature culturally, we are still able to break it down into its fundamental functions.  The Reptile Complex, Limbic System, and Neocortex. The Judicial, Legislative and Executive Branches are patterned after R complex, Limbic and Neo cortex.


The Legislative Branch represents the Limbic and like the Feminine energy of the Mammalian brain it is the first thing that is processed through the eyes viewing the outside world.  The Legislative Branch is where a new concept or law begins.  Like humans we must take what we see and understand. Understanding takes care. All symbols of the Limbic.


The reptile mother doesn’t care for their young. They lay the eggs and move on. Sometimes if the reptile mother is hungry will eat her own eggs to survive.

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However the mammal, which we as humans also share this brain, cares. We nurture for months in the body then raise them til adulthood. All mammals do this. As Humans we care enough to discuss the issues and cooperate to a compromise for the benefit of the collective.


This is what happens in the Legislative Branch. The building is even shaped like a mother’s breast which symbolic sustains life.  Feminine energy indeed.  Where does our Legislative Branch meet? In Congress. Another word for making love. Or male and female energy coming together to create a new law(life) in the world for the Executive branch to enact and engage.

Young man kissing the belly of his pregnant woman
The Executive is the Neo cortex and unlike animals that have the previous two, we have evolve and have the higher faculties to rationalize our feelings and thoughts to take action in the world to hopefully improve it. Like the Neo Cortex the also called the Executive Brain the Executive Branch makes decisions and can veto or overrule the Legislative or Judicial Branches.  No other creature or government has ever achieved what Mankind and America has under this governance. The knowledge an understanding to take action in the world is what is necessary to perceive and change what is bad to good.

R Complex is the R Complex or reptile brain and like the R Complex humans share this old brain with many lesser animals going way back. The Judicial Branch is the equivalent. Like the R Complex we as animals have been living under the very strict law of nature for a long time. This branch represents the laws of humans aside for the law of nature. It is to PROTECT us from royals and tyrants. From our neighbors that wish to take from us. It sets up boundaries and functions to enforce that law. All characteristics of R Complex.

Unfortunately we have been under Nationalist Socialist which patterns after a slave mind not knowing thyself, isolated and not sovereign. Following the master subservient to any authority hoping for a handout they can achieve while selling out their neighbor to get ahead and above the trash heap of waste, pollution and ignorance that socialism always creates. Like the homeless wandering the streets, the Socialist too are shadows of their true selves, slaves to the system, money and ego shrouded by altruistic lies. We are being lured back into the fold of the monarchy’s foul leathery wing.


Nazi Symbol on the walls of the US Congress.  Not sure but based on pictures these were not present prior to WW2.


Lets get back to the US Constitution and the understanding of what it means and the principles for which it stands.


Take action in the world and make sure we maintain this idea.  Otherwise you are a slave not a sovereign.  Recognize our Great Republic and Keep it.  Be Sovereign!




Happy Birthday Screaming Eagles

So you have just learned that you will be stationed in the illustrious Fort Campbell Kentucky and are on your way to the 101st Airborne decision. The first thing that runs through your head is great, I’m definitely going to have to go to Air Assault school and I’m in for a ton of running on the post that borders Tennessee and Kentucky.

Air Assault

What you don’t know is that you are about to become a member of one of the most decorated and proud units that the United States Army has. The birthday of this proud unit is approaching and I thought it only fitting that we discuss their current operations, and rich history on this day of celebration.

Screaming Eagle

The 101st was not initially concentrated on the Air Assault missions. The Screaming Eagles as they are still known as today would conduct operations and jump into enemy territory, many times behind enemy lines to give the US military a strategic advantage in battle. They were involved in D-Day and the beaches of Normandy and performed exceptionally in the famous Battle of the Bulge. They have continued to participate in every major conflict or war since WWII Receiving numerous unit awards and citations in the process. Here is a current list of those citations:
* [[Presidential Unit Citation (United States)|Presidential Unit Citation]] (Army) for NORMANDY (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for DAK TO, VIETNAM 1966 (1st Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for DONG AP BIA MOUNTAIN (3rd Brigade only)
* Presidential Unit Citation (Army) for AFGHANISTAN 2010–2011 (2nd Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for THUA THIEN PROVINCE (3rd Brigade and DIVARTY only)
* Valorous Unit Award for TUY HOA (1st Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AN NAJAF (1st Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AFGHANISTAN 2010 (3rd Brigade only)
* Valorous Unit Award for AFGHANISTAN 2010–2011 (2nd Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for VIETNAM 1965–1966 (1st Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for VIETNAM 1968 (3rd Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for SOUTHWEST ASIA (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for IRAQ 2003–2004 (1st Brigade only)
* Meritorious Unit Commendation (Army) for IRAQ 2005–2006 (4th Brigade only)
* French Croix de guerre with Palm, World War II for NORMANDY (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Belgian Croix de guerre 1940 with Palm for BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only);
* Cited in the Order of the Day of the Belgian Army for action at BASTOGNE (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Belgian [[Fourragère]] 1944 (Division and 1st Brigade Only)
* Cited in the Order of the Day of the Belgian Army for action in FRANCE AND BELGIUM (Division and 1st Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1966–1967 (1st Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1968 (2d Brigade only)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1968–1969 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Cross of Gallantry with Palm for VIETNAM 1971 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Civil Action Honor Medal, First Class for VIETNAM 1968–1970 (Except 159th Aviation Brigade)
* Republic of Vietnam Civil Action Honor Medal, First Class for VIETNAM 1970 (DIVARTY only)
* Navy/Marine Unit Commendation (Army) for Iraq 2005–2006 (4th Brigade only)
* [[Joint Meritorious Unit Commendation]] for Afghanistan 2008–2009 (5–101 AVN only) Joint Meritorious Unit Award for Haiti Operation Uphold Democracy (101st MP CO only)

Today the 101st Screaming Eagles have been re-organized and have a similar but very different mission. The division has ditched the classic means of entering enemy territory and no longer utilizes planes as its primary aircraft. The Screaming Eagles can insert up to 4,000 troops 150 kilometers into enemy territory utilizing rotary aircraft (helicopters for civilians). They continue to answer the calls of our Army, and our nation and we should all wish them a very happy birthday.




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