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I find irony in the fact that I'm pretty good friends with some crunchy hippies and they love me. They mostly hate US foreign policy, which they get that I and the military have nothing to do with. My hippie friends understand separation of powers better than most red-bloods I know.
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Some of you fuckers are lucky then, I was surrounded by ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIER fuckin' weirdos who would then proceed to molest children, beat and rape random women, and smoke a bunch of meth when they thought no one would bust them.
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Jun 8, 2015 21:38
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In my last unit before getting out I was surrounded by Mormons and ex Mormons. They were all cool, even the still-in ones, they just didn't smoke or drink. Still cussed up a storm though.
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Jun 8, 2015 22:06
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Wasabi the J posted:I find irony in the fact that I'm pretty good friends with some crunchy hippies and they love me. They mostly hate US foreign policy, which they get that I and the military have nothing to do with. Yeah, I know a few hippies around here who are perfectly cool with the military. One of them asked me if I ever "Did any war crime stuff" and I replied "Only by proxy" and pouted. She laughed and later that night I got to motorboat her (disappointingly) floppy tits.
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Jun 8, 2015 22:21
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Mike-o posted:In my last unit before getting out I was surrounded by Mormons and ex Mormons. They were all cool, even the still-in ones, they just didn't smoke or drink. Still cussed up a storm though. mormons are weird but they're almost always nice, and they make southern baptists super uncomfortable. Cool in my book.
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Jun 8, 2015 22:37
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I think the reason my basic flight was so hosed up, besides this being during the Iraq surge when they'd take anybody, as that there were just too many backwoods retard snakehandlers, that was probably half the flight. Being a bunch of fuckups who couldn't handle life on the outside they were all thrilled to be there because this was probably the first time their parents, and god in their minds, was legitimately proud of them after 20ish years of disappointment. That is to say they were the dumbest bunch of cunts I've ever spent any extended period of time around. Preachy and self-righteous as gently caress, but secretly their little lizard brains are naturally predisposed to sin. Maybe due to their limited ability to make good decisions, or maybe because they figure best friend Jeezus will get them out of any jam. One slow-witted fuckwit spent 6 weeks preaching about how masturbation was a sin, then became regular customer at the skeezy porn store once we got to Keesler. Anyway the Catholics and Mormons were pretty chill.
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There's a guy at my shop that thinks gay marriage is wrong and holds the "sanctity of marriage" or tradition or whatever to be the true light. He doesn't really seem religious but he is pretty socially retarded (there's a legit chance he has bipolar or minor autism or something, he's definitely not screwed on tight all the way). It was so fun when we all learned about this and just railed on him for being a dumbass. Haven't seen too much religious zealots in my time though. Just dumbasses from basic posting ARE TROOPZ on facebook.
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Jun 8, 2015 22:55
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terrez posted:There's a guy at my shop that thinks gay marriage is wrong and holds the "sanctity of marriage" or tradition or whatever to be the true light. He doesn't really seem religious but he is pretty socially retarded (there's a legit chance he has bipolar or minor autism or something, he's definitely not screwed on tight all the way). It was so fun when we all learned about this and just railed on him for being a dumbass. Similarly I have a sergeant who refuses to understand how his very strongly worded tirades about gays being an abomination might make his potential Joe's not confide in him when they need to approach him with a problem. Like sexual harassment during combative training from that sergeant making them uncomfortable.
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Mike-o posted:Why do bible belt southerners always assume all soldiers are these loving christian warriors sent from god doing his work? The only religious dudes I knew were scrawny little weirdos who wouldn't even say anything close to a curse word, smoke or drink, and weren't even combat arms. Because they think the Bible Belt is actually the Earth's orbit and all sane people agree with them.
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Jun 9, 2015 05:28
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Mike-o posted:Why do bible belt southerners always assume all soldiers are these loving christian warriors sent from god doing his work? The only religious dudes I knew were scrawny little weirdos who wouldn't even say anything close to a curse word, smoke or drink, and weren't even combat arms. I went to one service during my time in. It was for a funeral/wake for the guy who ate his .45 on watch.
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ded posted:I went to one service during my time in. It was for a funeral/wake for the guy who ate his .45 on watch. I went to one for a guy who ate a gun in his entryway and his wife and kids to found him nine months after deployment. That's not a combat related incident though, that's suicide. Can't positively relate that back to combat so your wife and kids are poo poo out of luck. Such is life.
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Mike-o posted:Why do bible belt southerners always assume all soldiers are these loving christian warriors sent from god doing his work? The only religious dudes I knew were scrawny little weirdos who wouldn't even say anything close to a curse word, smoke or drink, and weren't even combat arms. Because they never actually meet soldiers, and their kids are too embarrassed to tell mom and dad what really goes down in the
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Mike-o posted:Why do bible belt southerners always assume all soldiers are these loving christian warriors sent from god doing his work? The only religious dudes I knew were scrawny little weirdos who wouldn't even say anything close to a curse word, smoke or drink, and weren't even combat arms. The same reason everyone else has a view of the military that confirms their own worldview. In this particular case, though, the Army is at least partly to blame due to overabundance of Baptist and other Evangelical chaplains and a general trying to promote an image of Soldiers as super-dedicated-professional-warrior-patriot-heros.
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Jun 9, 2015 18:01
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Kiryen posted:The same reason everyone else has a view of the military that confirms their own worldview. might have some people get real angry about promoting alcoholic wife beating racists. so it's the happier alternative i guess.
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Jun 9, 2015 18:16
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I'm all for beating your wife without the permission of god so I have both the religious side *beating the wife* and the atheist side *not asking god to beat my wife* on my side. DOUBLE TROUBLE
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Jun 9, 2015 22:43
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If you believe in an invisible man in the sky, you should never be put in charge of anything.
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Jun 9, 2015 23:10
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Kiryen posted:The same reason everyone else has a view of the military that confirms their own worldview. I just wrote a dirty limerick on a bathroom stall do I get to call myself a sea warrior-poet?
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Jun 10, 2015 00:51
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Nostalgia4Murder posted:If you believe in an invisible man in the sky, you should never be put in charge of anything. im afraid i have bad news friend
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Jun 10, 2015 01:32
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Nostalgia4Murder posted:If you believe in an invisible man in the sky, you should never be put in charge of anything. I think we should go back to making blood sacrifices prior to big decisions/events for helping bring about favorable outcomes.
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Jun 10, 2015 02:09
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Dingleberry posted:I think we should go back to making blood sacrifices prior to big decisions/events for helping bring about favorable outcomes. I'm all about hanging POWs from a big oak tree too.
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Jun 10, 2015 02:21
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eat the dead of those we kill in battle to take their power
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Jun 10, 2015 03:49
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Kung Fu Fist gently caress posted:im afraid i have bad news friend I actually don't think any politicians really believe in god, they just use it as a convenient tool
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Jun 10, 2015 07:01
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Admiral Bosch posted:I actually don't think any politicians really believe in god, they just use it as a convenient tool Same with abortion.
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Jun 10, 2015 08:51
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Fresh idiocy. Just back from drill and the field kitchen saw no problems feeding 300 inveterate caffeine addicts nothing but decaf for 6 days. I told the doc offhand that the mess tent served nothing but decaf so I'd busted open a weeks worth of MREs just to get at the instant coffee and he exclaimed in some wierd mix of incredulity and annoyance: "Well gently caress, THIS explains the insane amount of headache complaints!" He's not one to let things slide, I wish I could read his FIR. 
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Jun 10, 2015 09:35
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Caconym posted:Fresh idiocy. That's truly awful. I can imagine how poorly the unit performed that exercise.
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Jun 10, 2015 09:54
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That has to count as a violation of the Geneva Convention in some way not that anyone gives a solitary gently caress about the Geneva Convention anymore.
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This isn't mine. The great thing about growing older and maturing is that you are able to look upon previously embarrassing if not disgraceful episodes in your life and either learn from them or laugh at them, sometimes both. I had a lot of bad luck during my first two years in the military, some of it my fault and some of it not. The most ridiculous of those instances though is the time I was shot in basic training on Fort Benning. Enjoy… *** It was a hot July day on main post Fort Benning in the year 2005, and my basic training company was in week five of training, which had us on the known distance range this particular day. I was on the 200-meter berm, standing to the right of my battle buddy, a short Asian kid who had just finished shooting. We were waiting for the targets to be marked by the other platoon that was behind the berm for just that purpose, when I felt a slap on my upper shoulder, just behind the arm pit… but not like a slap from a hand, more like one that penetrated. We didn’t have our body armor on, as the heat had climbed over 110 degrees with humidity at over 90%, so heat casualties were a concern. I thought a Brown Recluse must have bitten me or maybe a wasp stung me. I tugged at my BDU top to check it out and I found a perfect little hole in my uniform. Thoroughly confused at this point, I tugged at my uniform to look at it again but now I could feel warmth spreading on my brown under shirt and my shoulder started to throb. I again saw the perfect hole, but now the cloth around it was dark from a liquid that was different from the sweat pouring out of me. The most ridiculous thought crossed my mind, did I just get shot? I decided that it couldn’t be anything else, and it just so happened that the nearest Drill Sergeant to me was a prior 3/75 Intel guy who was known to be the meanest and most sarcastic NCO in A co. 2/54. I sounded off to DS McGinnis, “Drill Sergeant…. I think I got shot.” With the most hateful look he could muster, he looked at me and said, “Shut the gently caress up Private, you got stung by a bee.” I pulled my BDU top up one more time just to reaffirm my suspicions before arguing with him, and said to myself that if I weren’t shot, then something else is really wrong. “Drill Sergeant, I really think I got shot.” He muttered as he started walking over, “loving Privates get bit by a bug and the loving world ends. Skovlund, I’m gonna smoke the dog poo poo out of you if you aren’t bleeding like a stuck pig.” He came around to my back and told me to take my BDU top off, which I painfully complied with. “HOLY gently caress PRIVATE! YOU DID GET SHOT! HAHAHAHAHA take a knee and drink water!” I complied while he got on his radio and told the other Drill Sergeants that Skovlund got shot like it was the most hilarious thing he had ever seen. Now that it was confirmed, all I could think about was my High School friend Brent who was convinced that I would be shot in basic training, and repeatedly reminded me of that fact during our senior year of high school. At this point, the other Drill Sergeants were scrambling over, and making frantic calls over their radios to what I assume was range control. I remember one was literally doing 3-5 second rushes over to our position while screaming at the other Privates to get their heads down as if we were under fire.  Once they gathered around me and had all the other initial entry soldiers’ faces in the dirt, we took my brown under shirt off to further assess the situation. Although there was blood, I wasn’t hemorrhaging by any means, so it wasn’t exactly an urgent situation. One of the NCO’s who was there and hadn’t even been to Drill Sergeant School yet decided that he could see the lump in my skin from where the 5.56 mm bullet was. He took out his Gerber tool while saying, “Don’t worry Skovlund, I’ve been to CLS,” and literally rolled the bullet out like he was kneading bread until he could see it, where he then used the pliers to pull it out and give it to me as a souvenir. The first actual medical care to respond to the situation were two Spec-4’s in a covered Humvee with a big, red cross on it. It was painfully obvious that the most tumultuous thing they had ever treated was dehydration, so they took out some curlex and wrapped it on my shoulder, not really knowing what else to do. At this point I was silently freaking out, not because I was in pain but because I thought they would kick me out of the Army for this and my dream of becoming an Army Ranger would never be realized. At this point, the cavalry was screaming down the gravel road that ran alongside the range towards us. Ambulances, fire trucks, unmarked government vehicles – everything. I was loaded into an ambulance, stuck with an IV, and we roared off to Martin Army Hospital. Once there, they brought me in and a doctor assessed me, and asked where the bullet was. I pulled it out of my pocket and he asked how I got it out. “Sir, I didn’t take it out, my Drill Sergeant did. He is CLS qualified!” I proudly proclaimed. The attending doctor was not amused with that answer one bit, and asked me how I felt about someone other than a doctor performing surgery on me with an un-sanitized multi-tool, and would I like to press charges? I replied in the negative, thinking what’s the big deal? He’s been to CLS! They cleaned out the wound and dressed it, and before I knew it our battalion chaplain came in to see how I was doing. I told him that I was fine, and asked him if I would be kicked out for this. He said that it would be up to the doctor, but he doubted it. My next question was about whether I would be able to keep my Ranger contract, to which he said I would have to talk to the First Sergeant about that. He then produced a cell phone, and asked me if I would like to call home and tell my parents what happened. Hell yeah! I’m in basic training; I’ll take any opportunity to make a phone call, especially if I don’t have to use minutes on my phone card! He then advised me that it may be wise not to lead off with the fact that I had been shot, to which I agreed knowing my mom was the one likely to answer at this time of day. “Hi mom!” “Marty Jr.? Why are you calling me on a Tuesday, I thought you only got calls on Sundays?” “Oh, because I’m in the hospital.” poo poo… “WHAT!? WHY ARE YOU IN THE HOSPITAL!?” Well, the cat was out of the bag now, so I filled her in and let her know that I was perfectly fine. The wound really was minor, and so within a few hours I was discharged from the hospital and returned to our company area. I immediately had to go into our First Sergeants office, and he lead off with advising me that I can’t sue the Army, so don’t even think about it. I responded that I had absolutely no intention of doing anything of the sort, and was only worried about keeping my Ranger contract. Relieved, he responded that whether I pass RIP was up to me, not him. I took that to mean that I wasn’t getting kicked out, and shortly after was released to go re-join my platoon up in the barracks. The next four or five days flew by while my convalescent leave was being processed. I had to go in to sick call every morning to get the wound cleaned out with an eight inch Q-tip that was soaked in alcohol, and then shoved all the way up the tunnel created by the bullet. I can tell you that I would have rather gotten shot again every single morning than go through that. I was advised that if I didn’t qualify with my rifle alongside the rest of the company that week before I left that I would be a Day One recycle. I did not want that to happen, so I went out and after three attempts, I finally qualified with my bum shoulder being on my shooting side. I returned back to South Dakota for my thirty days of recovery, and on my first night back my friends threw a party at some kids house I had never met. Suffice it to say that I drank like I had never drunk before, and woke up with my white shirt soaked in blood and puss around the shoulder. I asked my friend Reece what happened, to which he replied, “Dude, someone asked you what you meant by ‘getting smoked’, and you showed them. We tried to get you to stop, but you kept going.” Well, that was a genius move on my part, and now I have to go in to the emergency room to get my shoulder re-dressed. After I returned from leave, I was re-assigned to C co. 2/54, where I would finish my initial infantry training. I never was given a very clear answer on how I was shot, but from what I understand another trainee on the adjacent range was not following protocol on the shoot/move range, and accidentally discharged three rounds, one of which I caught. It wasn’t until I finally made it to 1/75 that I quit getting asked about the incident, as everyone on Sand Hill heard about it and wanted to hear the story from the source all through OSUT, Airborne School and RIP. To this day, when I tell people about it, I always receive a confused look followed by, “Wait, you got shot in Basic Training??” Yup, I did. Through five combat deployments I never suffered even a piece of shrapnel, but somehow during the most micro-managed, safety driven course I have ever attended, I was shot.
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That was a great story and I laughed a good bit. Thank you.
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LeoMarr posted:This isn't mine. everything you post should start with this
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quote:Don’t worry, I’ve been to CLS New thread title.
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That seems like a really minor wound for getting shot with a rifle, how far apart would those ranges be?
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Is that a havokjournal post
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ghetto wormhole posted:That seems like a really minor wound for getting shot with a rifle, how far apart would those ranges be? Maybe it tunneled through some dirt or something and lost some energy?
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Jun 11, 2015 12:22
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Well there's your proof that we need to go back to 7.62. 
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Frosted Flake posted:Well there's your proof that we need to go back to 7.62. Ugh, I have a .308 AR and it is the heaviest piece of poo poo; I cannot convince the people around me that it is a loving stupid round to try and fight with. Fully loaded with optic, the M16A2 is lighter by 3.5 lbs, not including optics or rounds, which are half a pound heavier with 10 less rounds; combined with the fact that some of these tards can't hit the broadside of a loving barn with 5.56, I have to laugh at the image of marksmen they have painted of themselves. But these super-POGs (myself included) will likely never fire a round in anger, or have to carry it on patrol, so they're convinced I'm just insane. An entire battallion of 25-series turds with a bunch of 88-series kernels sprinkled in, and more than half of them imagine they're fuckin' Rambo.
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ghetto wormhole posted:That seems like a really minor wound for getting shot with a rifle, how far apart would those ranges be? Far enough that, if you shoot over your target, there's no chance of the bullet landing anywhere it shouldn't. If the ranges are side-by-side, the only bullets you'd have falling onto the range would be from someone firing into the air. It happens. His "understanding" of what happened doesn't make any sense unless there are two army ranges pointed at each other somewhere.
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Victor Vermis posted:Far enough that, if you shoot over your target, there's no chance of the bullet landing anywhere it shouldn't. A shoot/move range is different. Sounds like some idiot private in OSUT had his safety off and finger on the trigger while performing high speed operator maneuvers between cover, in which case his weapon could easily have been pointed sideways.
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at the date posted:A shoot/move range is different. Sounds like some idiot private in OSUT had his safety off and finger on the trigger while performing high speed operator maneuvers between cover, in which case his weapon could easily have been pointed sideways. Yeah I get that. The "not making sense" part I was talking about was the idea that a guy firing on 3 round burst instead of single, while missing high, probably isn't going to send a bullet to another range if his weapon is pointed in the general direction of the down range area. By design.
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Ricochet is a possibility. I've heard rounds come whizzing back over my head at qual ranges.
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Wasabi the J posted:Ugh, I have a .308 AR and it is the heaviest piece of poo poo; I cannot convince the people around me that it is a loving stupid round to try and fight with. Having been in combat arms I had the delight of hearing this rubbish all the time. People spending too much time on the internet and blah blah blah 7.62 blah blah battle rifle blah blah bullshit. As it turns out, most people in combat arms are pretty tiny. Ever seen a company of infantry dudes or scouts where no one is bigger than 5' 10 and the "tallies" are just string beans? Seen enough of infantry, scouts, and even a few tankers that didn't have the muscle to rack a .50 cal that they should not be giving out .308 carbines to everyone. Like one of my old drill sergeants said "if you're so fuckin' high speed that 5.56mm isn't good enough for your shooting then shoot them in the fuckin' head". For reals though the green tip ammo is loving garbage.
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