Different century, different war...

...same damn question.

Sgt. 1st Class James Tilley was on patrol on the road outside Ramadi later that afternoon, sitting in his Humvee for an hour or two in one spot - sweating profusely in the 105-degree heat - before moving a few hundred yards down the road to another place.

The patrol is designed to ward off insurgents from trying to put bombs in the road. "A lot of times, I look at this place and wonder what have we really done...When we first got here, we all wanted to change it and make it better, but now I don't give a s---," he said. "What the hell am I here for?"

via Damfacrats, which I'm pleased to report is back to full-tilt blogging.

Welcome back, we missed ya, man!