''Theirs not to reason why,/Theirs but to do or die''.

So, into the Valley of Death rode the six hundred.

The question to which I'm awaiting an answer is how did Excon serve in the U.S.N., during the period of the 1962 Cuban Blockade while bombing Vietnam as an airman in the U.S.A.F?

Even though I'm absolutely certain that there is a perfectly credible explanation I'd like to have it clarified.

It was just me, alone in the jungle. The Vietcong had wiped out my entire platoon, and I was the only thing standing between freedom and the end of the world. To make the situation even worse, I was out of ammo, and all I had was a bowie knife. But I held my ground as they came over the hill.

I had no concern for my own safety. All I could think about was how, if I failed, it would be the end of my country. So I lunged, and I lunged again, and again, and again. Pretty soon they were dropping like flies all around me. I was half-dead from exhaustion, but I wouldn't, I couldn't, give in. I must have blacked out at some stage and when I came to I realised I'd killed the entire Vietcong army. It was time to go home.

But no... As I staggered through the bodies, suddenly in the distance I saw them. Kung fu pandas, trained to kill without mercy by their Vietnamese masters. I wanted so badly to rest, but I knew the fate of America depended on me, so I looked them square in the eye and I whispered, "Guess what haters? Today you picked on the wrong Jewish warrior."

Excon.