Back in South Carolina soon

I'll be back in South Carolina by no later than the 1st of next month. There will be partying and drinking and poor decision making in Beaufort for a few days thereafter. Over the weekend of the 8th, 9th and 10th there will be a traveling roadshow of drinking, poor decision making and some probable debauchery/morale depravity in the Cherry Point/Greenville area of North Carolina. Don't miss out kids, tickets go on sale now and pretty ladies get in for free.

If everything goes well I'll be out of the Marine Corps and moving onto bigger and better things by March.

Oh, and another thing.

What the fuck is up with all these fake "country" motherfuckers? Where the fuck do these Neanderthals get off with their "proud to be a redneck" bullshit? Believe it or not the term "redneck" is not synonymous with being a White Trash Piece of Shit (or a WTPS). A redneck is a person that earns their living toiling in the fields or other such hard labor. The "red necks" coming from heavy tan on their necks from being over under the sun in the fields all fucking day long. This is an honorable and dignified profession and one that is due respect. Most of the Mexican immigrants that these fake rednecks love to hate for “stealing their jobs” and diluting their bullshit cracker culture? Yeah, those are the real rednecks, the ones that work the fields that put food on your table. They are the ones that should carry the title with pride, not the frauds with their phony act.

My bet is that most of them (especially the women) haven’t done a day in the fields in their lives. Being some trailer bound, NASCAR watching, 3 broke ass cars on the lawn owning, hygienically challenged, obese, grammatically inept, inbred piece of human waste makes you WHITE TRASH. You are not a redneck if your sorry fucking ass works at the bottom of the service industry and you are an uneducated, uncultured piece of rural living shit. Don't steal the title of "redneck" from men and women that make an honest living in the agrarian/farming industry. I blame things like "Larry the Cable Guy's" fake ass bullshit comedy act. This entire Blue Color comedy movement is an attempt by more intelligent non-White Trash folks to make a buck off stupid uncultured and simple fucks by giving them a gold star for being an embarrassment to our species.

What’s even worse than white trash trying to pass themselves off as some proud breed of agrarian aristocracy, the inheritors of the traditions of Jefferson or the honorable hard working character of the southern yeoman or tenant farmer or more commonly the bad Western or romance novel persona of the independent rancher/cowboy? (Most real cowboys were, by modern standards, disreputable figures or even worse Mexicans). The wanna-be, the lowest form of live on Earth. Just because you were born in or raised in Texas or the South does not make you "country". Because you had pretty horses on your bedroom wall as a kid and daddy raised you to vote Republican and watch NASCAR does not entitle you to some confused pride in being "country". Because you wear trucker hats and drive a gigantic goddamned truck does not make you a fucking cowboy. Or cowgirl. What the FUCK is a cowgirl? 90% of the missed blow job opportunities that claim to be "cowboys" or "cowgirls" haven't been on a fucking horse in their life. 90% of the ones that have rode them around for leisure and fun because their daddy could afford to buy them one (a mustang at 14 and a Mustang at 16). You do not herd cattle for a living; you are not a cow-fucking-anything.

Take down your stupid Confederate flag, the war is over, your ancestors are Scots-Irish from Jersey and you live in a Charleston suburb. WHY are you "proud to be a Southern girl/boy"? What great contributions has the South made? What does even being "Southern" mean? Newsflash, the most southern people I've met are all black people. Again, being white trash, or worse wanna-be middle class suburban white trash, is not an accomplishment. All that proud to be a redneck/country boy/southern boy/Confederate/country bullshit that you plaster all over the place is the creation of people who are just trying make a buck of your ignorant ass. It's a fucking pop culture caricature of a culture that didn't exist until it was created by the media. You are the consumer of a mocking stereotype. You suck at life. Fuck you.

Take your stupid "Git-R-Done" stickers off your car, get those retarded flashing pictures and icons off your MySpace page, take off the cowboy hat, stop saying reckon, nobody gives a shit if Dodge/Chevy/Ford makes the best trucks ever. You wanna know who makes the best fucking trucks ever you fucking tool? Toyota. Toyota makes the best fucking trucks ever. Don't think so? Ask the thousands of mujahedeen, insurgents, Special Forces soldiers, rebels and far ranging academics and explorers of the world which brand of stripped down machine they use to get their asses over mountains and forests and every shitting place in world and they'll tell you nothing's good for a Jihad like a Toyota. But Toyota's don't have the cup holders that will accommodate your Big Gulp, do they? Better make it a Ford after all. You're "redneck" ass will need those cup holders for all those grueling highway miles.

Should have bought stock.

Actual military members don't do manual labor in a war zone anymore unless it's in direct connection to a war fighting capability (which in the end all labors are). For instance you can still expect to see Marines filling sandbags in a guard post or securing a perimeter with concertina wire. While that kind of work still happens a lot even after all the years we've been having our little neocon world building experiment over here in the sandbox but in the big scheme of things it is also a very small piece of the pie. Marines don't burn or empty shitters, fix broken doors, run wiring, put up internal barricades, pave roads or fight lines, paint buildings, do any site beautification (yard work), dig ditches or any of that other shit much anymore. Of course it still happens but mainly at the most forward of out posts and when working around sensitive equipment (that’s where I do most of my ditch digging). This means that all the thousands of military personnel that were once tasked with doing all of the tedious shit are now occupied with complaining about being bored. Better bored than over worked is my motto.

This work still has to be done but now it's done by contractors imported to Iraq for just this purpose. Even our (low risk) internal security check points are manned by armed contractors (or mercs) by a company that raises its forces in Uganda. (I find that I very much like all the Ugandan people I've been exposed too.) Therein lies "The Thing". You see "The Thing" is that most of the contractors that do all the manual or skilled labor in Iraq are not Americans, they're mostly Asians i.e. Nepalese, Indian, Pakistani, Indonesian, Pilipino, etc. KBR is contracted to do these jobs so they go and hire a fraction of the Americans it would take to do the work and use them as supervisors and foreman for the sub-contracted Third World sub-contractors. I was talking to a man from Nepal who used to be in the Nepalese Army. A quick historical note: the Nepalese are famed soldiers. They have a reputation for being tough and tenacious; the British have fielded Gurkhas (Nepalese tribesmen) or centuries and they are even now fighting Maoist guerilla in their country. This man paid a labor agent $3,000 to get a slot to come over to Iraq and work. He was expecting to work as a security contractor but instead found that he was to be doing labor (in this case assisting an American electrician). He cannot leave until he has paid back his $3,000 and with the amount that he gets paid by his company it will take almost 3 years of work for him to pay back the fee, pay his way back home and have enough money left over to make it worth the trip (and separation from his family).

Is Mike Huckabee a drooling retard or just a whore?

Answer: whore. To be fair almost all politicians are, by the nature of their trade and the fickle votes and pocket books of their countrymen, whores. Huckabee knows that unless he can get the American Evangelical movers and shakers behind his campaign in the form of grassroots exposure and fundraising than his campaign is over. He needs to convince the Fundie Farm that he has a chance and deserves their support. The problem is that in order to have a chance he first needs to get that support. This causes him to wave the Fundie flag and say crazy, confused and foolish shit like the following in order to get their attention:

(From CNN)
Speaking before a gathering of Christian conservative voters, GOP presidential hopeful Mike Huckabee said legalized abortion in the United States was a holocaust."Sometimes we talk about why we're importing so many people in our workforce," the former Arkansas governor said. "It might be for the last 35 years, we have aborted more than a million people who would have been in our workforce had we not had the holocaust of liberalized abortion under a flawed Supreme Court ruling in 1973."Huckabee also spoke adamantly of the need for conservative lawmakers to show no compromise on fighting for a constitutional amendment that defines marriage between a man and a woman. "I'm very tired of hearing people who are unwilling to change the constitution, but seem more than willing to change the holy word of God as it relates to the definition of marriage," he said.Huckabee, spoke before the Family Research Council's Values Voter Summit in Washington, D.C. Saturday.

Now harkening abortion to a "holocaust" and the legal institution of marriage as some sort of supernatural bonding of souls (those of the same gender lack a certain adhesive celestial quality it would seem) is nothing new but totally going off the deep end to pander to the irrational xenophobia and fear of outsourcing of the lowest common denominator of American society is a pretty sad place to be. If you're going to play on people's ignorance and bigotry at least try to make some sense while you're doing it. You know, like Reagan did. Huckabee has pretty much managed to make all of the following statements:

1.)There are more jobs than people in the United States
2.)Filling undesirable jobs with immigrants is a bad thing.
2.)The labor pool is shrinking.
3.)More people in the U.S. would be advantageous, as long as they aren't Mexicans.
4.)Abortion is to blame illegal immigration.

And this guy is running for President of the United States? The funny thing is every single one of the above statements, with the exception of the first, is wrong. Not debatable or even spinable, simply flat out, laughably wrong. I understand that when you are following on the heels of a President as bad as George W. Bush that you have to dig a little. Bush hurt his party so badly that this guy who was by most measures a good Governor (Executive experience), popular and a shoe in for the millions of white Evangelicals and so called "value voters" in this country has to get on his knees and beg. Sure, his name is Huckabee and that hurts but still, come on.

Tick-tick Doc, I'm watching the clock.

I can't even get into work, I'm so fucking angry about this shit that even thinking about it makes me apoplectic. Never again will I chain myself to the dictates of another. Ever. Fuck them.

I'm getting my shit in order to get out of the shit heap and move on with my life. I looking into putting in for more than the 2 months of terminal leave than I was already planning on asking for. Something I was not aware of was that the Marine Corps will pay me a monthly housing allowence when I'm on termial leave status as they no longer put me up in a barracks. This muct be a DoD wide thng because the Marine Corps would never go for that without being forced to do so by higher ups in the bureaucratic food chain. This means for me that it makes more sense for my pocketbook and my mental health to take a much in terminal leave as I can as opposed to selling back 40 days and only having 60 left over in terminal leave. I'm looking at something at more like 80-20 depending on how soon I get back from Iraq. The issue is getting this extra terminal signed off on.

Bottom line: this doesn't really mean I'll get back to Washington alot sooner than March. Maybe even April. It does leave me more time to see family and friends on the way back. I expect to split up about 4-6 weeks between South Carolina, Texas, Arizona and California. I'm also entertaining the idea of doing some sight seeing on the East Coast before I head out. DC and Philly maybe. Always wanted to get really fucked up and make poor choices in New York and Boston too. Then again maybe I'll just make a run for it and head West at first chance.

In Soviet Russia internet blogs you

Long story short: I'm in Iraq. I get out on terminal leave in March now. I'll be home around the start of the year. My internet runs through an IP in the Ukraine so this page displays in either Coptic or Cyrillic. I can't read Coptic or Cyrillic. More later.

Freaks and geeks

Well the internet has now spawned organized anti-Tom groups. This is the result of me stepping on a bunch of pathetic loser's toes over at wikipedia. I can't be too harsh on them though, the fact that I even edit wikipedia that much pretty much makes me a loser as well. It's the usual fetishists, furries, Otherkin, Wiccan, NeoPagan social rejects and intellectually stunted fuck sticks that want to come over and tell the whole world about their personal experiances with or opinions of "X". Me being me I do what I can to keep wikipedia at least somewhat creditable by shitting all over them. This has birthed furious nerd rage on livejournal and forums in the darker more depresing corners of the internet. Haha, it fucking kills me. They'll calling their fellow wastes of space to arms, not that it does them any good but it really irritates me that I have to explain over and over in slow and overly simplistic terms why they "just dont get it" and why they need to shut the fuck up and go back into their dark corner and jerk off to some more gay dragon and huge, pregnant leopard porn drawings.

I'm also hearing more about another Iraq deployment but I've been jerked around so much on that front that I'm not even going to pass on any speculation yet. I'm geting out of the Marines in Feb of '08 (offically in Apr but I start my terminal leave two months out) and I've concluded that the best thing is for me to head back up to Washington and get a place in Seattle. Becca is making noises about getting a place together but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. If this sounds of any interest to anyone call me or shoot me an email.

Still kicking around

Yes, I'm still alive. I was slated to go to Iraq with 2nd LAAD Battalion to augment a Provisional Security Battalion but the entire deal got canked; everyone ended up going back to their old units. So I'm still in Beaufort for the next month at least. I have nothing interesting or witty to say today (some would argue that I never do). I did find out the other day that an old buddy of mine doing VIP security work in Afghanistan gave parts of my blog to the General he was protecting to read read over. Killing time I guess. Story goes that the General read over it and then in a somber tone said to my friend "Well, you have to remember that they're are people like this out there". Made me smile. I suppose taht I at least sparked some interest in him though, he kept reading them; I even got a commendation on my "word usage".

The Good Shephard

I went and watched de Niro's new movie, The Good Shephard, with a few other Marines I work with. I have to say that "The Godfather of Spy movies" is a bit much but it was one of the best movies I've seen in some time. Two reasons: Matt Damon and refusing to pull punches. I loved Damon's character and despite a slow mid section the last 20 or 30 minutes of the movie were great. Most movies try and redeem their characters from themselves or make an effort to make everyone feel a little better, but not this movie. Damon's character sticks by his personal morals and ambitions for the CIA to the very end of the movie and it makes him one of the most admirable and righteous characters that Hollywood has spit up in a long time. I won't spoil the movie but I say that I was very happy with it in the end. Go see it.

Banzai Bitches!

It seems that the Japanese are getting serious again about national defense. I knew this was only a matter of time but to be frank it's long overdue. We've been footing the bill for Japan's defense with American personel and equipment for over 60 years and this is a big step forward in fixing that. With the movement of the third Marine Expeditionary Force out of Okinawa to Guam almost a done deal I think we can expect to see US Air Force and Navy assets moving away from the mainland as well as the Japanese get serious about building their own strategic and offensive capabilities. The idea of Japan having a couple carrier groups, expeditionary forces, bombers and theater ballistic missles on call gets me all hot and bothered. Right now the Japannese spend a little over 1% of their GDP on their own defense. About 40 or 50 billion. The US spends about 3 times that amount in GDP or 20 something times that in dollors. With all the problems the new conservative goverment in Japan is having I wonder how they are going to be able to get double or tripling that number without folks losing their minds. Or even suggest the real possibility of that down the road. I bet they could get people excited if their next-gen weapons platforms had huge swords and glowings eyes. It's the new Japanese Gundam Self-Defense Force!

Another cry for help

Well my current readings posts seem to stir some response from the cesspool and I've read some good ones on those recommedations. I pillaged some great old books at a good price from the local mom and pop and have been knee deep in musty old hardbacks for a few days now. Good times. Here's a few of what I'm reading right now:

We the Living by Ayn Rand
The Russian Revolution by Alan Moorehead (1st edition)
Soviet Politics at Home and Abroad by Frederick Schuman (1st edition)
Some Hemingway, because I'm trendy like that.
The Sword of the Prophet by Serge Trifkovic
Shadows Linger by Glen Cook
and I'm starting back into Shelby Foote's The Civil War series.

It is out of sheer morbid fascination that I got into Rand's earlier stuff. I've had to deal with some rather rabid Terry Goodkind fans on wikipedia. Anyone who knows anything about Goodkind knows that he is not just the author of some terrible fantasy books but he is also a raving, lunatic, egomaniacal Objectivist. So I just had to get into what made these folks tick. The entire thing is so simple and contrived it makes your head hurt. So I'm reading Rand's "fictional autobiography". The entire thing, like most of her other work, is just a big long rant because she was on the wrong end of history and wants to make her displeasure into a legit philosophy. Cry harder you shallow, socially inept, displaced bourgeois cunt-rag. Leave metaphysics to people who know what the fuck they're talking about. Like Hunter Thompson. Wait, what?

I was thinking of renewing my old subscription to The Nation but I miss Hitchens' crazy drunk ass. Reading the rantings of a mean, alcoholic, rouge, Trotskyist, hawkish warmonger just takes me home. I've got to get some of his new stuff.

Imperial Turkey Day

Thanksgiving was good. I spent the evening with some other Marines, friends and their families. Good people, good food, good times.

With all this new talk of "Good big, go long or go home" in Iraq has got me to thinking again. I think the issue here is that people don't understand or are not willing to accept the fundemental reasons we are doing what we are doing. So many people have this idea of the great liberal democracy liberating people and destroying the "new facism". The reality is the United States is commited around the world now, and had been for over a century, to protect its interests abroad. You know what? There is nothing wrong with that. The Sunni jihadist groups, the Shi'a militias and militant political factions and the nationalistic ethnic groups in the Middle East are not the reason the US is commited in the Middle Ease, they are the antagonists to the real US goals there.

With this obvious imperial need to protect the most powerful nation in the world's political and economic interests there comes the requirement to wage that stuggle in an appropriate fashion. The goal of a pro-western, inclusive democracy in Iraq is noble and deserving of support. Democratic and secular market driven economies provide better for their people than any other current form of goverment on the planet. The truth lay in the numbers. The reality is once it becomes apparent that this course has failed than the means must take a back seat the the ends.

Points:

1.) The United States must form an alliance within the country of Iraq with the ethinic and religious groups that are most able and willing to do so. A Kurd/Sunni or a Kurd/Shitte coalition must be formed. The Kurds can be guarenteed a hearty share of the oil money and a firm nod of support towards more decentralized autonomous political control.

*The Shittes can be given money, guns, expanded powers to their militias and prime positions within a new functional autocratic regime in exchange for moving away from Iran and supporting the US in fighting Sunni jihadist groups and other insurgent actions. The other option is giving that same sort of support to Iraqi Sunni groups in exchange for a resumed suppression of the Shittes and their Iranian allies and a grassroots rejection of foreign jihadists such as al-Qaeda. Bottom line is someone has to get fucked, the Shi'a or the Sunni. Can't have it both ways.

2.) The United States must seperate the men with guns from their local loyalties and bring the entire effort in the Middle East together. Form several elite Afghan brigades and send them to Iraq to fight under US cadres. Form elite Kurdish and either Sunni or Shitte brigades and send them to Afghanistan under US cadres. Pay and equip these troops well, really well, and allow their religous convictions to play a role in their mission. A pan-Islamic struggle can work both ways. Seperate them from their local enviroment and give them a new paradigm. This can be done under the guise of a new coalition that is "taking responisbility for their own backyard" or some other bullshit. Expand the role of Kurdish brigades through out all of Iraq. Make the Kurds larger players as they have their shit together and their primary motivator is not religious.

3.) Use the Kurds to threaten Syria. Make it clear to the Syria goverment that Kurdish freedom fighters in Iraq will be given the support they need to send help and foster a resistence in the Syrain Kurdish population. Turkey's worries over this in their own country can be used to bring extra pressure against Damascus. Once the Syrians seal the border and get behind US policy in the Mid East a huge amount of foreign jihadists support will disapear.

4.) Money talks, pay off the Afghani generals. The only real counter weight to imams and mujahedin are the warloards. Warlords can be your friends, make it worth their effort. If they want to grow opium then let them grow opium.

5.) Restore the secret police in Iraq. Saddam was able to rule because his people feared him. If dissent is allowed to continue to fester in the open in Iraq it will never go away. Have the CIA train a new generation of Iraqi intelligence services and make sure their pockets are lined with crisp greenbacks. Once the people of Iraq know that Iraqi security services have the ability to disappear them they will either get disappeared or shut the fuck up.

6.) Make Musharraf a believer. Threaten to back India in Kashmir and wave those dollors. Threaten to start painting him as the US crony that he is to his own people and he will realise that his position, and his life, depends on the full support of the US. Special Forces need access to Pakistani territory. Cultivate connections within the Pakistani ISF and get ready to have a say in any coup against out mustached friend. Keep an eye on the nukes.

7.) When the EU and Co. complain make it clear that the only other option the American public is willing to accept is withdrawl. A Democratic President will get us out of Iraq and the rest of the world, wether it likes it or not, needs a stable Mid East almost as much as we do.

8.) I love stuffing.

Furries

In today's world of the People's Instant Megaphone of Mass Ignorance, Poor Ideas and Odd Infatuations (the PIMMIPIOI i.e. teh interweb) all sorts of rather strange folks can commune and celebrate their own little brand of weirdness with ease. This tool accomadates my own urges in a semi-anonymous fashion while allowing me to hypocritically ridicule others. Still, some where there has to be a line. That line is furries.

Sure some people have disgusting fetishes like scat, beastiality, extreme bondage, snuff, trannies, dwarfes and the like, but at least they are at least just that: disgusting. Furries on the other hand are just patheric, firmly planting themselves in the category of "Losers". I'm not sure if they were just over saturated with Thundercats at puberty or at some basic level they just can't come to terms with the fact they want to fuck animals.

The really sad part is the internet has allowed them to gather and reassure each other that this is a normal and healthy obsession. That, somehow, this is a natural form of sexual expression. They even have conventions. Like all groups of freaks and losers there is no better way to solidify their ranks than to rally against real or imagined oppression. They even have a term for it: fursecution. I kid you not. Anytime someone pokes their head in a says, "Wow, you guys are really pathetic. I mean damn," you can be assured that it will be greated by cries of "Fursecution!" and a rallying of the freakshow.

This group has spawned other attempts at adding a legit label to other splinter groups like the Otherkin. These lonesome basement dwellers take the entire furrie idea to the next level: they really are animals "on the inside". Purporting to posses the "spirits" of everything from the mundane coyote or fox to the mythical dragon, fairy (excuss me "fae") or elf. Citing clinical lycanthropy (being a delusional nutjob) they often also cite an elementry knowledge and/or poor understanding of shamanistic religions and totems as a documented precedent for this role play gone wrong.

I mean what the fuck?

Another WTI down

Well I just finished another WTI in the great desert of Arizona. That's what kicks ass about my job: not only do they make you do work you hate in a place that sucks but you do it within reach of the siren's call of independance and modern living. "Sure town is right there, sure we could take you there, but come on! This is the Marine Corps and despite the fact we having nothing going on right now this is "training". Train like you fight." Or whatever.

The other cool thing about being one of the retarded dependant children of the least efficent portion of the goverment is that there is a special class of people whose entire purpose in life is to tell you what to do and in what manner to do it while making them look as good as possible to the bigger fish in their sea. Officers. This last great goverment-sanctioned American aristocracy understands the need to treat its adult "war fighters" like troublesome adolescents in need of some extra supervision. "WTI is over? Got a few days to kill? Sure, have a great time Marines, you earned it! Just sign out with your "liberty buddy" if you want to walk 100 yards to go buy smokes or a bag of Doritos. You want to go out into town? Sure. Just make sure that you take four people, you all sign out, one of you stays sober and you're all back in your rooms by midnight. I hope that you all appreciate this opportunity we're giving you. Oorah?"

When you treat your Marines like children they will act like children. Fact. It's that whole pesky "Oh boy daddy isn't looking! I wonder what we can get away with now?" mentality. I have a massive list of things that pissed me off about this WTI but I'm in a less than acidic mood tonight so I'll skip most of them.

On the upside I did get to meet some really great new people out at WTI this time around as there where only four other Beaufort Marines from our unit there this time. We augmented the main body of the unit which is in Cherry Point so it was alot of new faces and I can now say that except for its geographical location and proximity to the HQ element I wouldn't mind working with the Cherry Point detachment at all. Good folks for the most part. I met a couple Lieutenants that I could tell were decent people underneath the yolk of their rank and one that was so bad she almost ruined that previous moment of Zen for me altogether. Shakespeare invented the word cunt with people like her in mind...and even if he didn't invent it than you still get the point: great word, heinous bitch. Maybe it was Edward de Vere.

Greg, Brian, please don't leave a comment detailing the orgins of the word cunt. Let me have this.

A sad tale of woe

I've been sitting around all weekend house sitting for a friend and eating Lortabs (Hydrocodone) and trying to get in touch with people. For the most part I have failed. I don't drink anymore (month sober) and theere is just a special spark missing from life. I mean continuous cognisant thought is kind of cool but, damn. So if you know me than fucking get in touch. Faggots.

I hate neoconservative

No, not neoconservatives but the phrase "neoconservative". I mean, really, who buys this? The attachment of "neo" to anything is simply lazy; It enables people to distinguish the difference of a group without really having to justify it or account for the lack of similarities to the "original" group form which it supposedly sprung. After it's just a "newer" or different form of the group. Bullshit. The similarities between the power base and political platform of so called neoconservative in American society is radically different than that of the traditional American Conservative movement. Just because this group of neocons built their powerbase in the political party most associated with American conservatism (a credit that I find dubious as well) their message is automatically assumed to be compatible with that of the traditional Republican Party at some basic level. The only real traits that neocons share with the American conservative is xenophobia, stringent national sovereignty, and a very basic social populism in the realm of religion and select ethical issues such as abortion and, arguably, the role of the judiciary (a hold over of the civil rights movement and the forced desegregation of the 60's).

The two groups diverge on spending and the budget, the national debt, the power the role and the size of the federal government and state's rights, executive power, trade and tariffs, civil liberties, the role of the military at home and abroad and finally and most importantly foreign affairs. The last is the biggest and most diverged from the position of American conservatism. A "real" conservative would never have dreamed of taking or enduring the position of the Bush Administration or that of prominent neocons that the world seen since September 11th. Anywhere but America these would be two different parties.

So why do we contine to label these people as neoconservative, as if they are fundamentally the same as "paleocoservatives" on their most basic issues. The obvious and simple truth is they are not. My only guess is that the Republican Party simply can't afford to be split. A true alternative party that could take votes from the Republican Party would devastate their position in Washington and locally as we saw with Perot and in some ways with Nader and the Democrats. It's the great scare of the two major parties seeing the American people having real choices in their representative government. So we all just chug along, the Republicans acting as if they are just happy as clams with their new "friends" on the Hill and in the White House. Still, the Democrats finally have a term they can use with the mindless venom that was previously reserved only for "liberal".

Sitting in the corner

So I got arrested and spent the night in jail about a week ago after getting arrested on a public drunk. I hate jail food. Anyway, my leave has been denied and I'm probably going to get demoted and confined to base for some time. Long story short: if you know me don't expect to be seeing me anytime soon.

On a better note I just ate the most delectable breakfast burrito. Fuck those things are good.

Deep Shit.

House sitting for a friend this weekend, which is a good thing for me as it will help keep me out of trouble and not out spending money I don't have right now. I just broke down and bought a new car a couple weeks ago. I needed it bad and was tired of not having one. So the prospects for my weekend are pretty much watching his TV and drinking, alone on the the couch. Fuck. Yes.

I'm still stuck at my old unit because my motivated LT was (I suspect) convinced by my Master Sgt to not let me go. I guess I'm too "important". By importnant I mean they need me to sit around and not do anything all day. Everyday. I think I'm going to take up knitting.

I ran a mock PFT (Physical Fitness Test) on the 24th. Now, during a mock PFT they take down your score and see where everyone is standing at that time. Most units do this once evey six months or so, three months off the offical PFT that is required to be run for "score" every six months. This unit makes us do one every month. Whetever, stupid but, no worse than regular daily PT. Here's the kicker: At another unit if you fail any portion of your PFT the unit puts you on an unoffical program to get you back to where you need to be so that by the time your "for score" PFT comes up you can pass and therefore remain eligible for deployment, promotion, additional orders, etc and are not put on the mandatory fat-body program. Not this fucked up unit though, oh no. This unit immediatly puts you on that program, and kills you chance at promotion, deployment, TAD orders, etc. This turns the "mock" PFT into something that used to be a chance of making sure your Marines are where they need to be to an event designed to fuck over their Marines as soon as possible. There is no "get your self back up to speed before we have to put you on the program" time only a "oh, good, now we can put so-an-so on BCP".

This is the only unit I've ever been to where they try and fuck their Marines. I just don't understand it at all. There was a Lieutenant that said, the unit "needed to find something" to get a Marine on so they could put him on this career damaging program. They are going after people as if they were hunting.

Which brings me back to my little story. I was running this mock PFT and after I had completed the dead-hang pullups I, it would seem, dismounted the pullup bar in an "unmotivated fashion" and was immediatly berrated by an Officer for "just doing the miniumum and jumping off". I informed the uninformed "leader" that I had, in fact, done more than the minimum. Nothing else was said at that point.

We, next, went over and did our crunches. It would seem that my pull up episode had caused a ripple through our great leaders and the Commnding Officer made sure to come by and critisize my form on the crunches not once but twice. A little back ground on Marine Corps culture: Crunches onthe PFT are a give away. They are counted and everybody always "gets 100", the maximum socre. It is pretty much the base 100 points for the rest of the events that everyone counts on, regardless of how many you actually do. As a matter of fact anyone that says their partner did less that 100 is considered to be a "buddy fucker". Everyone at every level of command know this (as they once too where laughing off the event) and it is a joke in the Marine Corps. Yet, all of a sudden, my "form" on the crunches was of great concern to my Commanding Officer. Very well.

Next came the 3 mile run portion of the test. I had been feeling a little fucked up in the guts but I couldn't just say "Hey, yeah, I'm feeling a little poor today, I'm going to just sit this one out." So, off I ran. Soon after I started the run I felt a shit coming on of an apocalyptic nature. I tried to keep going and made it over half way throughthe run before I had to stop running. I'm not going to shit my pants to finish a run, sorry sir. So I get a ride back in the safety vehicle and almost as soon as I get out our new Staff NCO in Charge comes up and starts making insinuations that I'm, pardon the pun, full of shit. This guy just got to the unit, he doesn't now anything about me but he's ready to suggest I'm a liar and a malingerer. It would seem that the rest of the "leadership" was prepared to do the same. Shorly after getting back a little bird that worked up in the Head Shed told me that, failing documentation from medical, that "the Command" was going to run me as having failed a PFT, despite the fact I already had a passing PFT on the record for that time frame, never having failed a PFT in my life, never haveing been on weight control, and never having failed to finish a run inmy entire life up to this point, they were going to use this mock PFT to put medown as a fail, kill any promotions, deploymets, orders, etc. It would seem, according to my friend, that "they" thought I was a liar and a malingerer and stopped the run "just because I didn't feel like running any more".

So I went down to medical and talked to a Chief Petty Officer who had assigned herself to deal with all out medical problems after our unit had problems with our "leadership" in the past and told her what had happened. Needless to say she was upset with the idiocy and poor leadership in the unit and wrote me the paperwork I needed.


To all my great leaders that I am supposed to look up to and folow: Thanks Alot. You're are greats examples to us all. Fuck your Marines, right?

I have to be honst when I say I have not been this angry in a long, long time. Our group CO, a Colonel, came down but that is a whole diffrent story to go over and lunch beckons. Cheers, Gents.

The Colbert Massacre

I don't know how many people caught it but on C-SPAN tonight Steven Colbert (of Comedy Central Colbert Report) got up during the White House Correspondents' Association Dinner in Washington and in front of Generals, diplomats, jouralists, Supreme Court Justices, and not ten feet from the President and the First Lady just fucking roasted Bush. Killed him. People jaws were hitting the floor and I was expecting a secret service team to rush the stage and drag him off to a Black Site in Romania at any moment. This went on for nearly a half of an hour. My brain was sending mixed signals to my body to laugh, cry and cheer all at the same time. He didn't just go after the Bush Adminstration he went after Generals, weak-ass wipped journalists, Justice Scalia, fucking everyone. It was like he standing up there with a flame-thrower and just burning down the entire goddamned building.

You know it's pretty sad when a comedian has the balls to stand up in a public (live broadcast) event infront of Bush and just go ape shit while the press, for the past six years, curls up into a ball and wimpers that if the White House and the Pentagon shoves any more their collective cock up their asses they're likely to have white roapy strands of jizz flying from their nostrils. So you know what? I stand up and cheer for Steven Colbert, a man with some fucking balls in a generation of emasculated, poll watching, stock holder cuddling, middle of the road shit lickers. Fuck the Times. Fuck the Post. Fuck CNN. Fuck Murdoch and his propaganda outlet. Fuck NBC, ABC, CBS, and fuck the entire AP, Rueters, fuck them all. Comedy Central is now your ray of truthy sunshine in a cesspool of lies and appeasement. How sad is that shit?

*Breath*

Linkage:
Video of the Putrid Expulsion of Truth

http://thankyoustephencolbert.org/


I'm back in Beaufort so drop me a line if you're so inclined.

Living in a tent, again.

Just as a note: I'm out in Yuma, AZ digging trenches, filling sandbags and doing my job that I loath. Just couldn't be more excited about life but since I'm living in a tent in the middle of the desert I don't have to opportunity to get onto the base (or to a computer, phone, etc) much so if you can't get ahold of me that's why. I* expect ot be back at the end of the month. Cheers, faggots.

Unworthy usupers

Usually I can shrug alot of stuff that irritates me off and just move on with a grumble. For whatever reason, that wasn't the case today as I walked through the Savannah mall. I had just left the book store and was on my way to pick up a pair of Levi's and some boxers when my buddy stopped and told me he wanted to swing into "Pac Sun". Now for the uninitiated Pac Sun is sad little store that caters to white kids looking for something a little less "hardcore" than Zumiez but less gay than say...The Gap. Here you can find brightly colored shirts with a dozen diffrent trendy, for the moment, designer's names slapped on the front, always in some tragicly cool fashion (Zoo-York? You sad little MTV-fashion faggot). You also have cheap looking belt buckles, West Coast style sunglasses and "cute" ergonomic sandals. All this just makes me roll my eyes, yet, lurking in the back of the store I found something that pissed me right the fuck off.

Jeans. Oh, yes: Jeans

In the back of this pop-punk nightmare was stack after stack of pre-worn jeans. I don't mean a little chemical fading or fucked up leg bottoms, oh no. I mean all the jeans had uniform cuts, wear spots and tears. I could imagine all these kids (and sadly adults) running around in their torn-up jeans like they had earned that. NO! When I was a kid I got all my tears, holes, wear, and dangling denium the old-school way: I put them there. I don't mean I ran up to my room after jumping of Mom's Windstar with a pair of scissors; I mean cigarette burns, knives, passing out in gutters, falling off things, gettng in fights, mosh pits, parties, jumping chain link fences, barbed wire, and wearing the same fucking pair of jeans for days upon days. I'm of the school of thought that those who call others posers all the time are often the real posers themselves, but I have some grand-father rights here; I grew up in the Seattle area in the 90's and dammit, enough is enough. I have a Rage Against the Machine shirt in my drawer that saw me through Jr. High and High School that has had every single human bodily fluid in existence on it.

So as I stood there in the back of the store quivering in rage and indignation I realized that it was all over. All the old warriors are gone now and all that remains of our glory days is marketing to a bunch of upper class white kids with fro's that listen to The Beastie Boys.

Flee!

It would seem that I'm all set up to go back to PMO. I tried to do it the Marine Corps way and send all my requests thorugh my "chain of command" i.e. "hey Cpl. or Sgt. Fucktard, I need (insertsomething they don't care about here), do you think you could look into that for me?"

Yeah, well that, as usual, that went no where. So when my chance came I as all over it. One of the members of the MACS-2 Pack of Lieutenants asked in an off hand and joking manner whether or not I was "ready to go back to PMO".

"FUCK YES SIR"

Once he realized that I wasn't joking and I was affording him the chance to fill a billet that nobody else seemed to want the wheels began to turn. So, I'm stokdd to have the cahnce to go back, and who knows? Maybe I'll just stay this time.

Oh Shame!

I've been absent of my blog for the past couple months because nothing of any worth has happened in that time except for misery, hate, discontent, masterbation, adultery, mutiny, and the degradation of my very soul. Same shit. Oh, I quit smoking.

Anyway I just wanted to post a little confesion here for my friends that know me. I need help. I've become so desensitized by the wonderful technology that is the internet and the wonderful stupid-enhancing drug, alcohol, that I've officaly run out of porn to wank too. No joke. It's so bad that if it didn't involve something horrible or totally wrong then it just wasn't going to work for me. S&M? Cliche. Scat? Fun for about a week. Beastiality? That shit is illegal and I wouldn't look at it...all the good shit is in Spanish or Filipino anyway. Incest? You can only watch a fat Russian mom pimp her two kids together for the camera for so long. Even BME doesn't hold that special place it used to. Thank Chirst for the Japanese eh?

We have a hump tomorrow which the Marine Corps like to call a "Forced March". Here is how it breaks down here in the Air Wing of Beaufort South Carolina:

1.) Get pack.
2.) Fill pack with shit.
3.) Get Body Armour and Helmet, put on.
4.) Get rifle.
5.) Assemble into two lines.
6.) Walk quickly around the base.
7.) Go home, take shower.
8.) Bitch about how fucking stupid that was.

A little more about step #8: This mission critical training regimene is, of course, coming down from the Pack of Lieutenants that is running my unit. Let me just say that when one is in the Marine Corps he or she just expects a certain level of stupid bullshit, it goes with the territory of working for an ego-centric, inclusive goverment agency oriented toward breaking shit and hurting people (an organization that for the most part I believe in). The insanity of the Pack of Lieutenants reached a critical state in this present circumstance when they dictated that nobody was to be exempt from this hump regardless of the current mission. Now my unit does a specific job. It is the only reason my unit exists in the place that it does. This mission is in direct support of Flight Operations, which is the entire reason the base itself exists. Besptie this we are supposed to cancell any and all missions we have for the afternoon in order to attend this hump. Because the Uber-Lt of the Pack Lieutenants (soon to be Captain Fuck-wit) is "re-building" the unit in his glorious image because soon the infinnelty more qualified CO will come back from Iraq then leave. Joy.

I'm now far to drunk to finish this post, will return later to fix galring typos and misspellings. Later.

Religion deep in that ass.

Not enough in the way of booze. Went out tonight and felt so cheated on my level of intoxication that I was forced to buy another case of beer on the way home from the bar. What the fuck is that shit? Discovered alot of shit that pissed me off or at least disturbed me tonight none of which I can talk about here as people actually read this fucking steaming pile of e-ego. You know who you are; what the fuck, eh?

I have a multitude of shit to bitch and piss and cry about with my unit and a few particular people in said unit but that shit is getting old, even with me, so I'll just let it go for tonight I suppose. I have to be up in four hours so I can to a formation before I get released for my long weekend but I'm way to trashed to go to bed now so I just surf the net waiting and hopeing and praying to get the "You Have Reached the End of the Internet" notice on my computer. Yet it never comes.

I just drew a picture of Jesus' Placenta in MS Paint and it made me laugh. That is all. No, let me at least dig up some porn...here we go, some Allie Sin, and if you don't know who she is then shame on you. Girls and Boys: PORN

Good Night.

And so there was porn

Well I said a readinglist and porn right?

The Great War for Civilisation by Robert Fisk
Legends II by Various Authors
The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant Vol I by Stephen R. Donaldson (again)
What's the Matter with Kansas? by Thomas Frank

And of course the porn:
Amateur Archive: http://lettre4erotique.free.fr/photos/

So there it is. I know I keep saying that I'll update more often but keep in mind that I am in fact a lazy fuck. Cheers.

Not happy with Left or Right

It seems to me that in today's world the terms of "Right" and "Left" are no longer sufficent descriptives of a person's political orientaion. Of course alot of political orientations can be covered under blanket terms like Populist, Social Democrat, Libertarian, etc but with increasingly common declamation of ideas in the media, amateur "e-education" and alternatives in intellectual persuit it's making it harder and harder to label people. This is of course both good and bad, as are any labels, but it doesn't change the fact that it (like most basicly ambiguous things) pisses me off.

I was thinking of getting alot more into this but now that I think about it I'd rather be playing Black and White 2. I'll be updating again with another Reading List, some porn, and a link of a live feed of me torturing and then killing a Creationist and his adorable dog.

(Attention Department of Justice and Homeland Security; I'm just kidding please don't send the vans.)

What the hell is wrong with my beloved Corps?

Just as a warning: this is going to be one lnog bitch and moan fest. Sorry.

So I'm back at my old Unit now from the Provost Marshall's Office and I'm trying to get into the swing of things. After just a few days I see several things that have disturbed me.

Half the unit is deployed to Iraq. What does this mean? The Officer in Charge of my unit is a motherfucking Lieutenant. Yes you read that right, the man in charge of my entire unit has been in about as long as I have and has the misfourtune of belonging to the second dumbest group of people in the Corps (right after the Lance Corporal). The only wall to hold back the tide of The Pack of Lieutenants is one Chief Warrant Officer and a few Staff NCOs.

Of course the critical thinking and problem solving skills of The Lieutenants has lead to Marines being charged with a cross section of diffent things in an effort to keep the masses in line and demonstrate the unwarvering draconian leadership principles of true military officers. Oorah. The one that really caught my eye was the NCO that is being charged with Fraternization. I don;t have the whole story and would just hate to jump to conclusions but the jist of the matter seems to be that an NCO invited some members of his work section over to his house for a social occasion (read: drink beer). Now everyhting was just great unitl another Marine (belonging to THE dumbest group in the Marine Corps) pulls a knife because she's a stupid drunken whore that can't handle her booze (or so I hear). So what happens when this comes out? The NCO is charged with fraternization because he failed to invite his ENTIRE work section over hence he, is playing favorites.

What does this tell me about my Officers and their expectations and leadership? It tells me that they have no concept of how their own Marines live, they don't understand unit cohesion, they are hypocrites, and that they have so little trust in the leadership abilities of their NCOs that they don't think they even have to ability to be professional and fair in the case of their junior Marines. This tells me that instead of being leaders they want to "make examples" (direct quote) out of Marines. Of course they want ot make it clear that there is alot more where that came from.

If I were fucking my Lt in the ass after work to get out of PT or skip out on work to drink with my Sgt then thats what those rules and Orders are there for. Not because of this stupid shit.

I had an entire other topic I was going ot get into but I have to clean my room for inspection tomorrow and dammit, I need to get it done. Later.

Oh, one more thing, I have to get to tgetting so I'm not going to proof read or spellcheck so fuck you ahead of time, eh?

The Great DE-FAP

So I'm no longer attached to the Provost Marshall's Office, never again to put on the black gear and the badge never again to have to deal with all their silly shit. On the other hand I'm again leaving my comfort zone and alot of good friends. I hope to see them when I can in the future but PMOs work week is hardly compatable with a Nine to Five. It was pretty sad; the last of us were sitting in the HQ building wait for the very last step in our checkout when this pregnant admin bitch waddles by to tell start reading names off of a list for our Page 11's that need to be signed before we can leave: the great PMO parting shot. Dick cheese motherfuckers. I had a funny story to tell but know I can't remmeber. Oh well, fuck it.

I'll update more often now.

Well, then.

I know I haven't even looked at this thing in a month (or so).I don;t really have anything but this little news nugget from Newsday.

When one of the top bubba's at the corrupt head of a terrorist exporting nation tells you that you're fucked up somebody needs to be taking note.

Full of Rock

My buddy Greg introduced me to this band (from Vancouver I think) called Strapping Young Lad. They're alot of Rock and when I get paid I think I'm going to go pick up an album or two of theirs.

Speaking of Greg and music here is his metal band out of San Diego: Modessa. Not really my flavor of metal but they are really good and if you like that "I'm squeezing out a 12 pound turd while singing" kind of vocal sound then they are where it's at.

Booklist

I've picked up alot of new stuff lately:

Leftism Revisited: From de Sade and Marx to Hilter and Marcuse by Erik von Kuehnelt-Liddehn.
I just started this book and it's great. Most of his works are out of print or hard to find but I found this one on consignment at a used & rare book shop. The copy I have is exchanges Marcuse for Pol Pot in the title. I thimk the diffrence is I have an updated copy but I can't be sure. I'm loving this book and now I'm going to have ot track down his Liberty or Equality? or Amazon.com that motherfucker.

The Oxford History of Greece and Hellenistic World
Again I just got this one and I haven't yet read the whoel thing but it seems so far to be what you would expect of an Oxford History. Not all the chapters are of equal quality but so far so good.

DMT: The Spirit Molecule by Rick Strassman, M.D.
Of good quality and considering the often glaring bias and illegitimacy amoung authors in this field of study Dr. Strassman had written an excellent book, a few contradictory positions and drug-culture mysticism, aside.

A Concise History of Italy by Christopher Duggan
A good but not great history, an easy read. I was pleased overall but am disapointed with the lack of modern context. A good read but a library canidate.

Tolstoy by A.N. Wilson
Found a first editioin in great condition but it's sitting on my bookshelf waiting to be read. I'll post an update when I find the room to fit it in.

100 People who are Screwing up America by Bernard Goldberg
Anotehr library canidate. Goldberg's book is a piece of crap but I must admit that on occasion hte aroma is borderline funny. I was a bad place in reading material when I bought this book and I was intrigued. This guy has on the cover a Jew,Wigger, Black, obese man, pop culture plastic pedophile thingy (guess who that is), a drunken Mick, former Klu Klux Klan member (and present Democratic senator) and, well...Howard Dean. The book elicited the occasional chuckle but for the most part it was his way of crapping on 90 liberals and more co-workers while claiming an un-biased position by throwing in 10 or so of the Right's worst nut cases. Thanks Bernie.

Wow Goldberg got all that and the others got a few sentances. Oh well, diffrent audiences.

Last Action Hero

I was reading a forum I frequent alot this morning after work and I found a thread about the new movie 'Jarhead' based of the book. Now the book was good, I think it did a good job of showing how the Marine Corps is neither good nor bad its just so fucked up that it becomes impossible to attribute any real label to it. It just kind of is. Most of the posters either were looking forward to the movie or were at lest showing some intrest except one dude who made the comment that he "had to read the book for some college class" and the story "sucked" because the Marine in the book "never even shoot anyone". That sucks when people have no intrest in a movie unless there are explosions and violence, that in their mind, the only worthwhile story that can be told about the military is one of violence and death.

On a diffrent note I got naked pictures of a female Marine I work with. She's a "meh" but the fact that she's a Marine and I work with her made it worth it. The pictures will be posted on the internet once the relationship falls apart. I hope.

Avril ravaged by walrus.

My friend Greg informed me via his attention whore substation (MySpace) that everyone's favorite jailbait masurbation fantasy, Avril Lavigne, covered the System of a Down song 'Chop Suey'. Why? None of her central fanbase listens to System of a Down so the only reason I could think of that this singing, dancing corporate Muppet would do so in order to boulster her "street cred" or something. You know she can't do anything public, so much as something on stage in front of tens of thousands of screaming allowences, unless she get the nod from her Record Label daddy first. Cha-ching. She's hardcore in that PG-13, it's ok to let me 14 year old buy this album, sort of way. Did you know she hangs out with Marilyn Manson. RAWK!

And finally: A walrus pounding his pud.

So...alone...

It has recently come to my attention that "a lot" of people actually read this piece of shit blog. The problem is none of you assholes bother to leave the occasional comment and so as far as I'm concerned for the past few months I've been doing nothing but talking to myself (with the exception of a few friends back home, but they already know the story). So I ask that you leave me the occasional flame or something. Fuck.

I guess something burned down in Laurel Bay today, I can't be sure as I wasn't on duty when it happened but thats what all the fire trucks and the PMO grapevine told me.

On a happy note I got a new ATM card so I'm eating again and the starvation/alcohol buzz is slowly receding, which is a good thing since I have to at work in 4 1/2 hours.

Ever seen Aliens? Of course you have. Well remember where Bishop does that crazy knife thing with his hand on the table? Of course you do. Remember when you and your friends tried to recreate this scene in the high schol cafeteria? Well your parole officer remembers. Now you can cut the PO out of the loop with this retarded yet some how captivating flash game. There is a secret to it but I'll let you piece it together.

Man can live off Guinness alone.

So blacked out a few days ago (a whole 'nother post all together) and lost my ATM card. Since I have zero cash and I've maxed out my Credit Card buying non-substance items and my Credit Union is closed on weekends I'll be surviving over the weekend on what's in my fridge: Guinness and Mayo. Mmmm, home cookin'.

Gin and Tonic makes me...sonic...bubonic...catatonic...ryme yo.

Holy crap, wasted. Any who, check this dumb hoe's blog out. And ridicule her. She desreves it for being stupid.

Have some porn.

Porn is good. If you don't use torrents you're wrong.

Uhhh...yeah

I know you never supposed to discuss things like religion and politics at places like work, the table, wakes, etc. I'm not really sure why but I just can't help myself; I fond myself always discussing these things at work. Believe me when I say that discusing politics with Marine combat vets from the South is a very...lively event.

Meet your PC Slave Master

We got a "class" from our EEO rep for training day yesterday. The EEO is the Marine Corps' Equal Opportunity Officer. Or something like that; in this case a black, female Staff Sergeant. Whoo. Understand that 95% of the females in PMO are all in the back-office stapling things and performing other vital tasks instead of being on the road.

We all got to hear how "we" discriminate against females and don't give them the same opportunities as "we" give males and how (in addition) we are all rasict, bigots with no sensitivity for "other people" whatsoever. Or something like that, I'm not really sure the point she was driving at there at the end because I was trading Jew jokes with my Corporal in the back of the class. Any-who I got really agitated by her bullshit and called her out in front of everyone and made her llook like a dumb cunt. Because that's what I do.

Females demand "equal" treatment but they live by and thrive under an institutionalized double-standard. THe same double standard that keeps them in front of a Xerox also guarentees them promotion over males on a Board and givres them a bullshit PFT which enables them to, again, get promoted faster then their male peers, as well as increasing their chances of getting personal awards and citations. Bitches.

Another Embarassment for the Left

Despite the rest of the us trying our best to legitimize progresive politics the tools over at Fox and other such neo-con step children manage to always dig up some moron to make us all look like ass. Ta-Daa! (video)

I get were he is going with this and what he's trying to say, too bad for him (and the rest of us) he's too fucking retarded to get it the fuck out. So now we all get to suck up the rage of TV nation's wrath because this dude sucks at life.

Order Arms

I'm getting of shift a few days ago and getting ready for our debrief after dropping weapons when our Staff Sergeant comes in with the good news/bad news routine. Three days later its Friday and I've spent my past two (and only) days off this week doing rifle drill and marching in 100 degree weather with enough of that Parris Island/Beaufort humidity to choke you. Today is the actual change of command ceremony so at least this is the last of it.

I did get to re-learn something all Marines should know: officers can't drill for shit. We got a prior-enlisted Captain as our platoon commander so he can drill and call a decent cadence but the others are just plain bad.

At least I got to see a Marine throw up then pass out in formation because of the heat. I have to take my kicks where I can get them these days.


My friend Karen has been raving about this game since I showed it to her and it is a pretty good waste of time for those extra stupid days.

Please keep to the right...

We got a boot ass Pfc the other day and this poor kid is so lost its not even funny. Really; I'm not laughing. This kid went to motherfucking MP school, and he doesnt know how to put together his fucking Black-Gear. What the fuck is that? When I got to PMO nobody showed me how to do it, but common-sense prevailed and I put the shit together. Plus he shows up on his first day of work...and hour late...with no fresh haircut...but he's a real MP so he'll move right up the foodchain as opposed to all the augments that "don't know shit" and "won't be there for long", like myself and another Marine that know the job...and will be there until November, which will add up to a year...but we're just fucking Augments, so fuck us.

Which bring me to another Marine who will pick up Corporal in a few days. This guy is so dumb that he did more than four years in the Marine corps and never even got close to picking up. Oh, and he's a total mental case that couldn't lead a group of Marines out of a wet-dream. Well guess the fuck what? After nearly five years this underserving, never should have been allowed to re-enlist, shit bag, three toothed fuck-wit is going to be a NCO. We're in good hands, sleep tight America.

Enjoy your week.

The usual bullshit

Like every other Tuesday we had our "Training Day" bullshit today instead of getting the day off like we are supposed to. We form up for PT and we're about to kick it off when our Master Sergeant comes out. Now this guy can't do more than a half dozen dead hang pull ups but because hes a beanstalk and a runner he thinks he a PT stud or some shit. So he takes us out on a hour long run, I'd say about 6 miles or so. Not cool considering I was expecting some easy 3 mile bullsiht and went out ot Happy Hour the Day before. Oh well, I stayed in the run so fuck it I suppose.

Found out not too long ago that I will remain an MP until around November or so and I can expect to recieve regular ass fuckings until then. After that, a diffrent kind of forced sodomy...maybe throat fucking...maybe I'll be jerking off the whole command...hell maybe just more ass fucking; my career choices are endless.

I found out that one of the Females I work with (diffrent platoon thank guiness) was stupid enough to post "artistic" nudes of herself on the internet. Woah babycakes! Yuh gone fuck'd yerself now.

She's one of those moody introspective types that loves to bleed angst and bemoan life in general in way that she hopes will make her seem sophisticated and complex...when in reality she a stupid whore that we all now know, at least, looks half-way decent in a corset. Huray for corsets. I guess hse got in trouble for it in a previous command but she kept on doing it. The stupid shit people do for attention while trying to make it seem like they could care less about the attention...kills me.

To wrap up my post here is a wonderful story of a boy and his dog. Or his neighbours dog.

BURN HIM AT THE STAKE!

It's nearly for in the morning and I'm drunk and have to be at work by six - my ride gets here at 5:45. Fuck that, no one cares. I'm posting because of this quote I read by a Army Lt. General. Thats three stars for all you non-military types. Here it is:

“George Bush was not elected by a majority of the voters in the United States, he was appointed by God.”
-Lt. Gen. William G. Boykin

What. The. Fuck.

I always condidered the Generals to be fairly grounded people, if not a little nuts. This dude is just fucking nuts. FUCK. I'm so sick of this shit I don't know how much longer I can take these people until I totally lose it. Fuck it. I'm off to go protect and serve.

Jerry Springer - Europe

If you ever thought the American welfare system was bad you haven't been to Western or Central Europe, a place in the world that left-wingers love to go on and on about how great it is. "Well in (European country they have never been too) they do it like this and it's just great" blah, blah, blah. This story just kind of made me shake my head in wonder. This another painful example of the economically and culturally crippling welfare states of Europe. The US welfare system may contribute to the decay of the traditional American work ethic and rapidly disappearing sense of self respect but at least its not an financial sink-hole like in Europe, I suppose.

The whole mess of welfare and government supported unemployment just turns me stomach. It leads to a sense among people from first world countries that think their governments and the world in general owes them something. And people wonder why their jobs are being out sourced to other counties. It's too expensive to keep Americans and Europeans happy with our level of productivity.

America, Fuck Yeah!

So my buddy from my old unit and I go out to get a bite to eat tonight at this family-run Greek place we really like. Being as oblivious to the world as we are we pull into the nearly empty parking lot and walk right through the front door and past the closed sign. We are about to sit down and the son who works behind the counter leans over and tells us they are closed. We start to apologize and leave until he recognizes us and the daughter who also works there comes out of the back and ushers us to a table and tell us they are still open "for you guys". A little back ground: we eat here once or twice a week and when they found out we were Marines they started treating us totally different and going so far as to take stuff off our tab and never charging us tax. They were cool people to begin with but when they found out we were Marines they became the greatest. The thing tonight was just icing on the cake for me.

This incident made me start to think a lot more about something that I've wondered at for a long time: the way Americans react to people in the military esp Marines (and trust me there is a difference in attitude about Marines, both good and bad). The ones that really seem to care and to appreciate military members are immigrants such as the people that run the Greek joint. I'm not sure if this is because they have a better understanding of American freedoms coming from another country, if its cultural, or it's just coincidence. Since 9/11 Americans have all piled onto the bull-shit patriotic bandwagon with their little "Support our Troops" bumper stickers and God-Bless out Troops advertisement gimmicks. Everyone wants to prove how "patriotic" they are and how much they love the military. These same people are more than happy to vote for war-mongering asshole neo-cons that are just mashing their teeth in anticipation of getting us into another war as a way of "supporting their troops". Thanks guys. It's okay though because these same assholes are sure to give me a 2% cost of living raise this year.

These people want to vote Republican and hunt down the evil-doers and give up their freedoms and civil liberties and sign off on the round-up of anyone with a Arabic name, etc. The same ignorant uber patriotic middle American sheep who just don't get what America is all about, what the United States military is really here to protect.

I'm here to protect the right of Mohammed Fashid Jalafar and his right to come to this country and make a better life and send his daughters to school and worship at a mosque. I'm here to protect the right of the ACLU to take the legal battles of the American underdogs, right or wrong, to court and give them a fair chance at having their dissenting opinion be heard. I'm here to protect the right of the NAACP to piss of white people in an attempt (even if miss guided) to compensate their people for hundreds of years of abuse and to insure it never happens again. I'm here to protect Unions and corporations to pursue their agendas and the agendas of the workers and the stock holders they represent. I'm here to protect my Marxist friend and his right to assemble a viable American Communist Party. I'm here to protect the real America, the America that until recently has served as a beacon of freedom and liberty and inclusiveness for the past 229 years.

So if you're one of those assholes don't thank me for defending America from terrorists because it's not your America I'm defending.

Yo, I posted twice in one week!

Well I was going to post a story about how I got really trashed and ended up passed out on the floor of a Waffle House bathroom but that kind of thing is getting a little cliche around here. I downloaded a mod for Rome: Total War not too long ago and most of my free time is being taken up by that. I know I'm a little behind the power curve for R:TW modding but I really like 6.0. The changes made are great and I really like what they have done with the Seleucid and Ptolemaic Empires and the Greek/Hellenistic world in general. the Changes made to Rome are great as you no longer have it split inot Julii, Brutii and the Scipii. If you're into that kind of thing I would recommend the mod highly. It's called Rome: Total Realism, check it out if you have the game and if not shame on you.

I found out not to long ago that I will be staying at PMO as a MP unitl about August then I will go back to my old unit. I also found out that while I was at PMO my old shop got tapped to get sent to Iraq as augments for a Provisional Infantry Brigade. They told me I couldn't go back and get on that deployment because they didn;t have a trained replacment for me. It kill me, all these bitches that cry about havving to go to Iraq and there are Marines that really want to go often for the second or third time but they wont send them. Oh well, I got in on OEF I guess.

I had pics and stuff I was going to post but I'm too lazy so...thats about it I guess.

Here, have even more stuff

Well people are telling me to post more but the honest truth is my life has been a repedative sink-hole, my own personal ground hog day. Instead of boring you I'll just give you stuff.

I can't make up my mind wether this is genius or just retarded:
http://www.turbominivan.com

A decent site for video clips:
http://www.wimp.com

For all your uber geek needs:
http://ryanross.net/leet

A really cool site of guess what?
http://www.abandoned-places.com/


So there it is. I'll post again when I get a day off.

Work sucks, I'm going drinking

I'm flying back to the world tomorrow and I can't say that I'm all the happy about having to go back to work, but fuck it, it's not like I really have a choice now do I? Well, ok, I have a choice but I don't like the alternate. Just chilin' in Arizona (there is a joke there-get it? Eh? EH!?!) and I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get as much time with Brian and Greg and Becca as I wanted and I missed alot of people that I really wanted to see. Oh well they all have lives that are alot more compelling than mine and no doubt have other things to do (unlike myself).


Before I start crying like a bitch at about my friends from back home and my sqaundred youth I thought I would mention something I've been thinking about alot of late: boobies. No, I'm sorry I meant the other thing...no that was it. I found an old box of my shit in my Dad's garage and a bunch of my old pictures where in there including a fuck ton of nekkid pictures of various girls I knew (and know) from back in the day. It was a really stange thing to find and reall made me miss the "good old days". Well I'm about to start bitching again so nevermind.

Feel free to add to my collection or bribe me to get rid of the ones I have before I put them on the internet (just kidding) by emailing me.