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[unixronin]

3dFrontier.com forum commentary on the best science fiction battlecries.  (Though some of these ... well, quite a few, actually ... don't originate from SF.)

I notice the forum missed a few.  Two in particular spring to mind; the first:

Muad'dib!

And if "Semper fi, do or die" belongs in there, then so does the other motto of Uncle Sam's Misguided Chidren:

Hey diddle diddle, straight up the middle.

And I'd like to nominate one more, even though it isn't SF either, and doesn't even have the connection of the Once And Future Marines to carry it into the category.  But I think it carries as much weight and honor, and means just as much, as any of the entries nominated on that list and above.

It's just two words.

Let's roll.

Comments

[technoshaman.livejournal.com]

Dangit, and me without my Johnny Reb icon all picked out.

If you want songs, I like this one, given the spirit in which I'll likely be fighting....

"Wanted fan in Luna City, wanted fan on Dune and Down,
Wanted fan at Ophiuchus, wanted fan in Dydee-town.
All across the sky they want me, am I fattered?
Yes I am!
If I could just reach orbit, then I'd be a wanted fan.

"Wanted fan for mining coal and wanted fan for drilling oil,
I went very fast through Portland, hunted hard like Gully Foyle.
Built reactors in Seattle against every man's advice,
Couldn't do that in Alaska, Fonda says it isn't nice.

"Wanted fan for plain sedition, like the singing of this tune.
If NASA hadn't failed us wed have cities on the moon.
If it weren't for fucking NASA we'd at least have walked on Mars.

And if I can't make orbit, then I'll never reach the stars.

"Nader's Raiders want my freedom, OSHA wants my scalp and hair,
If I'm wanted in Wisconsin, be damned sure I won't be there!
If the E-P-A still wants me, I'll avoid them if I can.
They're tearing down the cities, so I'll be a wanted fan!

"Wanted fan on Chthon and Sparta and the Hub's ten million stars,
Wanted fan for singing silly in a thousand spaceport bars.
If it's what we really want, we'll build a starship when we can;

If I could just make orbit then I'd be a wanted fan.

"Wanted fan for building spacecraft, wanted fan for dipping air,
Sending microwave transmissions, building habitats up there.
Oh the glacier got us last time, next time we'll try to land!
And when the Ice is conquered, it'll be by wanted fans.
And when the stars are conquered, it'll be by wanted fans!"
    -- Larry Niven (http://www.baen.com/library/067172052X/067172052X__21.htm) (I *love* the fact that this book is on line for free legit!)

[ilcylic.livejournal.com]

I like that one too.

I wrote another verse for it (*gulp*) 16 years ago...

Wanted fan for writing Books, wanted fan for running Cons,
By the time they come to look for me, you know I'll be long gone.
The Air Force hunting high and low, they want my tail and head,
You know I'm running hard and fast, a wanted fan until I'm dead.

-Ogre

[technoshaman.livejournal.com]

Wanted fan for building spacecraft,
wanted fan for shooting back
Wanted fan for running Linux
that the government can't hack.

Wanted fan for breaking orbit,
putting bases on the moon,
but the government can't chase us
busy chasing some typhoon.

Wanted fan in Luna City
holding World-con on the moon
on the hundredth annivers'ry
hope I do not die too soon.</em?

[unixronin.livejournal.com]

If we're branching out into songs, too, I'd nominate Mazianni.  It's a little different character, but still:

We fought your fight and we died in droves
In a rearguard action with no reward
We spilled our guts to cover your butts
Spending ships and lives we could ill afford
And now Earthside says we can't win
And we could have won if we'd gotten support
Now they say pull out, they say pull back
They say the war is over, mission abort

But they're not here and they don't care
Our dead are just numbers on a page
They only see how the money rolls out
And that war is a cost they think to wage
So the Union sneers, and Union laughs
And the merchanters turn and run away
And the stations where we fought and died
If they could would throw us out of their bays

Give up, give in, says Earthside now
You merchanters sing the same refrain
But we won't stand this kind of defeat
And knowing our people died in vain
It was our blood spilled on the stars
Did you think that you can deal it away?
Well, you merchant hogs, better think again
Mazian will make the Union pay

You decry our fight, you deny our doom
But we can learn from every mistake
You'll repay what we spent in blood
What you won't give us freely, we'll take
We'll contest each star Union wants
This is war, not some bureaucrat's game
So we hear you're calling us pirates now?
Then screw you all, we'll earn the motherless name!