10 years ago, I came to Iraq with zero idea of what to expect. I had just celebrated my 21st birthday on ship, and had just picked up corporal. There really was no social media at the time and my exposure to the news was limited to what I saw in the chow hall. I figured I would be out “hookin’ and jabbin”’ with the Republican Guard in a conflict straight out of the manuals. I was pretty much, totally wrong…
The current situation in the middle east is a troubling one. The facts are often misconstrued for political gain and the general public’s understanding of those facts is even more misconstrued if they even care. Our current political leaders on all sides are more capable of pointing out the other side’s thoughts than they are figure out the important question: What are we to do?
“Let’s go crazy, let’s get nuts, slip on a purple banana ’til they throw us in the truck”-Prince
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A window into the warrior subculture, via a bit of formal philosophy
Sec Nav Mabus is a Dickless Politician
This article is the first of a three-piece series. Take a look into the window of US diplomacy, its unqualified players, and an unfiltered narrative from one of their former security specialists.
The question blew my mind, and still does. At twenty years old, having just gone to war, lost friends, and come back, it absolutely astounded me that adults in my own country did not know where we were fighting a very publicized war.
We did our tours, buried friends and enemies, achieved rank, forged reputations among our fellow warriors, and finally, when all the bureaucracy got to be too much for us, we got out. We excitedly raised up our DD-214’s, grabbed our nuts, stuck our tongues out, and flipped a bird to “the Man.” We were going to make something of ourselves.