You know what pisses me off? The modern, over hyped military veteran.
"But they're fighting for our country, they're defending freedom." piss off, Tom Clancy, two thirds of the people coming out of Iraq don't know what a real fight is. There's a battle every once in a while where well tempered men of steel boldly face off against insurgents, impossibly outnumbered and surrounded, but then it's over and everyone from their brother to the fucking post man tries to take credit for it just for knowing them. (Not to mention, you know, we killed Osama Ben Bombin' ages ago. I know, I masturbated to pictures of his body.)
Some guys were in a dramatic gunfight in worn out buildings, racing to stop the Taliban from slaughtering your mother's pet poodle Babsy? Too bad for those guys, because everyone else within ten kilometers is going to be jumping on the fucking bandwagon and saying they were stationed in that area when it went down, implying they had something to do with it instead of letting on that they washed dirty trousers in the military for a living, and just happened to be doing it in that general area at the time.
And that's what gets to me the most about these people: Not only are they over hyped, they're stealing the thunder from people who actually did some shit. Same thing with fuckers who get out on medical reasons because it's "Too stressful."
Nowadays if you tell someone you were kicked out of the military for medical reasons, they assume it's because you're a pussy who didn't realize people might die in a war so you immediately insisted on getting a psych-eval and being declared unfit for duty. Why? Because that's what people who get out for medical reasons are these days. What, you got out because your legs had been blown off, or you took a mortar shell to the dick , or you're missing half your face? Well too bad, because Johnny Wimpsnootle and his thirteen buddies just got out because they didn't like being yelled at by the big mean Lieutenant and they want to get out with benefits and "War hero" stamped to their fucking t-shirt like they came in last at the special Olympics but they're happy because they're a winner just for trying.
Remember when Vietnam ended and we threw rocks at the soldiers and spit on them because people don't understand what a general is and that privates and corporals don't make the decisions in the military? (By the way, did you know there's this thing called a draft, and many of them didn't even want to be there in the first place you fucks?) Why is it that we're doing the exact opposite now? Why can't we listen to a person's story, then decide where they rank on the dick to hero scale individually instead of blanketing an entire fucking group with whatever opinion happens to be the most popular in our fucking sowing circle? What we're doing now is the equivalent of noticing we're steering off a cliff, so we turn the wheel in the opposite direction as far is it can go and careen off the other fucking side instead.
Go yiff in Hell.
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