The Timberlake Appreciation Society Presents: Thank you, Soldiers.

Have a piece of armcandy first thing in the morning!

Greetings Fellow members of the Timberlake Appreciation Society!

Please accept my sincerest apologies, ’tis been far too long since I, your studious founder, have gathered us all in the hallowed halls of The Timberlake Appreciation Society, the society devoted to proving that Justin Timberlake is worthy of love and adoration.

In this cynic-filled world of hipsters haters, I accept that some of you reading this are still mad at him for NSYNC. To those of you who are not fans, I say: “Awww C’mon give him a shot, read on.”

If you’re like me, I enjoy starting my day off on a good note. Be it looking at funny nutshot videos, or listening to upbeat tunes on Pandora, I like to start on the sunny side!

The following note was written and posted by Mr. Justin Timberlake. It’s all about his recent night at the Marine Corps Ball, on the arm of a lucky lady female soldier. Enjoy. (I sincerely mean that.)


To all my family, friends and fans –

I’m writing this out to all of you after attending an event that turned  out  to be one of the most moving evenings I’ve ever had…

I had the honor  and privilege last night of attending The Basic School  Instructor Battalion  236th Marine Corps Birthday Ball at the Greater  Richmond Convention Center with  Corporal Kelsey DeSantis…

I knew I would have an evening that I  wouldn’t forget… Something I  could tell my friends about. What I didn’t know  was how moved I would be  by the whole experience.

I’ve always been  very vocal about my support of our Armed Forces. I’ve  always felt like they  offered us the opportunity to live our lives  freely without the fear that so  many other nations have to endure still  to this day. And, they do it without  asking for anything in return. I  had this very feeling walking into this  dinner. So, to say I was stoked  to be there would be more than accurate.

As the evening got started, I met Kelsey and we made our way to the   ballroom where the Marine Ball was going to be held. I stopped in an  area  designated as a kind of VIP for some of the officers, I think. I  took some  photos and shook hands with some of the men and women who take  such great care  of our freedom. It was nice to be there already.

Then, we moved to the  ballroom where the dinner was set up… For a  short while, I had the  opportunity to sit with Kelsey, get to know her  and get a tiny glimpse into  what her life as a Marine was like. She  talked about her training in mixed  martial arts with a passion, a  discipline, and a respect. It reminded me of how  I hear my favorite  athletes talk about their sport or, how I hear my favorites  among my  peers in music and film talk about their craft.

We sat in  this huge ballroom and were the only ones there as, we had  beaten the rest of  the soldiers who were on their way in. So, we got a  decent amount of time to  chat before the ceremony started.

She seemed to me to be so humble and  honest… Very cool. She also  simultaneously seemed like she was nervous about  the whole evening and  if I was going to enjoy myself. “Are you ok?” she asked 2  or 3 times. “I  hope you are having fun. I know you will once my crew of friends  get  here to the table.” I have to tell you, it’s not every day that I meet a   23 year old girl and she’s more worried about if I’m having fun or if  I’m  comfortable! It hit me all of a sudden that these were the type of  people that  look after us and our freedom… Humble, concerned for  others before  themselves… This was the type of person our Marine Corps  was building. I was  really blown away.

It seemed like all of a sudden I was surrounded by  her great friends and  fellow Marines as the closest ones to her made their way  to our table.  She again assured me that I was going to love all of her  friends–that  they were a “kick-ass” group of people.

She couldn’t  have been more right. I laughed and laughed with all of  them almost immediately  and felt very close to them… They reminded me  of my friends (the ones I like,  at least). Cool, un-affected, and real.  This was going to be a fun night.

What happened then took me by such surprise that I was almost brought to  tears. In fact, our whole table was…

They started the ceremony. And,  the next thing I knew I was watching a  video about Pearl Harbor/WW2 and the  September 11 terrorist attacks…  It was a video with some first-hand accounts  from some Marines who were  there… Telling their stories of the sights and  sounds of war and  rescue. So vivid and real. So honest but, so filled with a  sense of  compassion and adoration for this wonderful country. They spoke with a  pride that only they could have acquired through their experience as a  US  Marine. There was a common theme that I began to notice as well… No  matter  what the situation. No matter how dire…

They were there FIRST.

There on the front lines.

No questions… Just reaction.

While this tribute was playing, you could hear a pin drop. It was a  surreal  moment to be in that room with so many of our great Marines who  have such a  different type of connection to those stories. One that we  who don’t serve will  NEVER understand. It was familial. It was like they  were listening to their own  blood brothers. I glanced around the room  at young men and women, spouses and  soldiers… At kids way beyond their  years, really… All so deeply entwined.  Not just by battle, even  though we who have never endured anything remotely  close to those  experiences and have NO position to comment on… But, by having  such  life changing experiences through them and to not ever waver in their   love and respect for our homeland. That’s what I saw. A faith in us that  has  been tested time and time again. And, through it all, NEVER a drop  of  doubt.

I was truly moved.

The evening went on and we ate and  took photos and drank and made jokes.

There were some speeches that  prompted many “huahs” and applause. There was laughs. We even danced a  little.

I felt so proud to be there. I felt like I was getting a chance  to be  among my heroes. It’s funny too because a lot of them are SO younger   than me.

The evening wound down for me as, I had to catch a plane. But,  I have to  say that I had so much fun with Kelsey and her crew of friends. They   were just really nice people… Classy Marines but, not without a great  sense  of humor. Real individuals but, not without a sense of community.

I  said my goodbyes to them but, not before I got a chance to tell them  how much  the evening had meant to me. They made me feel so welcome to be  there and I’ll  never forget it.

We all have our own individual views on war… But,  doesn’t that speak  to just another thing that makes this country so special??  The fact that  we can all wake up every morning and BE individual with a pure  sense of  freedom..? But, one thing that can’t be argued is that it’s because of  the people who VOLUNTEER their lives to make sure that it’s protected at  all  times. And, like I said before, doing so while asking for nothing  in  return…

To all of you that serve every day for us… Ensuring our  freedom, I  say: My deepest gratitude to you. I’ve met so many of my heroes…  From  Michael Jordan to Michael Jackson. And, nothing makes me feel more honor   and pride than when I get to meet one of you. Last night changed my  life and I  will never forget it.

To people like me who get to benefit from this  type of person… One  with character and courage. With strength and bravery.  With humility and  honor… I say: Send your thanks. Do it however you can.  Write a  letter, type an email… Hell, buy ’em a beer next time you run into   someone from our Armed Forces in a bar. When they say thank you for that  drink  that cost you 3 bucks, they’ll mean it. They won’t take it for  granted and,  they won’t forget it.

Thank you Corporal Kelsey DeSantis. Thank you for  inviting me. And, thank you for being my hero.

– Justin Timberlake

I just want to leave you with a few things…

1. What a class act.

2. Justin Timberlake is clearly the grandchild all of our Memaws WISH we were. He’s respectful, showers regularly, sensitive, and has millions…you know what? I feel sorry for all of Justin’s cousins, can you imagine how awkward it must be sitting next to him at the Timberlake Thanksgiving table?

“So… Cousin Sally, how’s the Glamour Shot studio you co-own at  that Altadena strip mall doing?

“It’s fine Justin. Just leave me alone and go back on tour or something.”

3. Clearly, he’s no writer. But you know what? It makes me love him MORE. He easily could have had his publicist hire a goon (like yours truly) to clean up his account and give it a fluid structure. But he didn’t. Matter of fact, judging by a couple of his errors, Timberlake appears to have written this straight from his heart and pushed “publish.” Sure, he says “so” a bazillion times but I forgive him because his words are sincere and more importantly, 100% right-on!

Ladies and gentlemen of the Timberlake Appreciation Society, I hope you have enjoyed this letter he wrote as much as I have. And more importantly, I hope you SPREAD THE MESSAGE JT conveyed so beautifully in his rambling and completely endearing ode to our Armed Forces.


Thanks for the HOT tip, Undercover Mother!


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