Ah. my bad. you still got guts for miles for going though.
I was in the Navy from 1965 to 1969. We were off the coasts of North and South Vietnam and it some Da Nang harbor quite a bit. I'm on the Agent Orange registry. I don't perceive my life being in danger but we were up for 24 and 48 hours quite a bit. I was in electronics, so my teammates were great but a lot of real jerks in charge of us.....they were pretty pissed at the hours and other BS, so they took it out on us. I did my duty but you can imagine what I told them when they asked if I would reenlist. And coming home on leave, I'd go through the Los Angeles and San Francisco airports. A lot of hippies would get in my way and accuse me and the rest of being baby killers but loved the government that ordered us over there. I would cock my fist and say, "Get the **** out of my way!"I wasn't going to let them draft me and send me to Vietnam.
So, I enlisted in the Army, and after almost two years of that BS I volunteered for Vietnam.
And I found that the farther away you get from the Generals, and the closer to the enemy, most of the chicken crap regulations don't get enforced.
I did my three, and went home.
The bad attitude toward service members lived on through 78 or 79. I visited a park in Norfolk and was dismayed to see a sign that read...I was in the Navy from 1965 to 1969. We were off the coasts of North and South Vietnam and it some Da Nang harbor quite a bit. I'm on the Agent Orange registry. I don't perceive my life being in danger but we were up for 24 and 48 hours quite a bit. I was in electronics, so my teammates were great but a lot of real jerks in charge of us.....they were pretty pissed at the hours and other BS, so they took it out on us. I did my duty but you can imagine what I told them when they asked if I would reenlist. And coming home on leave, I'd go through the Los Angeles and San Francisco airports. A lot of hippies wood get in my way and accuse me and the rest of being baby killers but loved the government that ordered us over there. I would cock my fist and say, "Get the **** out of my way!"
Nobody talks about the hate crimes and discrimination against Military and Veterans.The bad attitude toward service members lived on through 78 or 79. I visited a park in Norfolk and was dismayed to see a sign that read...
"Sailors and dogs keep off the grass"
Many people dismissed my story of the sign but about 15 years ago I was talking a guard at a CDC facility that confirmed he saw the sign.
Ben
Like you, I wonder what's going on behind closed doors. Among other things, there should be a strong law that says politicians and their families should be the first to be drafted and in the front lines of battles.Our government continues to lie to us to get into wars. That is their money maker! Why did we actually have 4 years of peace under Trump? And now that we have Biden, it's endless apparently. . proxy war with Russia, and Iran is happening now. Then we have China with Taiwan, in the future? Who knows?
Those hippies should have been over there too!I was in the Navy from 1965 to 1969. We were off the coasts of North and South Vietnam and it some Da Nang harbor quite a bit. I'm on the Agent Orange registry. I don't perceive my life being in danger but we were up for 24 and 48 hours quite a bit. I was in electronics, so my teammates were great but a lot of real jerks in charge of us.....they were pretty pissed at the hours and other BS, so they took it out on us. I did my duty but you can imagine what I told them when they asked if I would reenlist. And coming home on leave, I'd go through the Los Angeles and San Francisco airports. A lot of hippies would get in my way and accuse me and the rest of being baby killers but loved the government that ordered us over there. I would cock my fist and say, "Get the ****ing out of my way!"
Welcome Home my Brother.I was in the Navy from 1965 to 1969. We were off the coasts of North and South Vietnam and it some Da Nang harbor quite a bit. I'm on the Agent Orange registry. I don't perceive my life being in danger but we were up for 24 and 48 hours quite a bit. I was in electronics, so my teammates were great but a lot of real jerks in charge of us.....they were pretty pissed at the hours and other BS, so they took it out on us. I did my duty but you can imagine what I told them when they asked if I would reenlist. And coming home on leave, I'd go through the Los Angeles and San Francisco airports. A lot of hippies would get in my way and accuse me and the rest of being baby killers but loved the government that ordered us over there. I would cock my fist and say, "Get the ****ing out of my way!"
Thanks Brother!Welcome Home my Brother.
The bad attitude toward service members lived on through 78 or 79. I visited a park in Norfolk and was dismayed to see a sign that read...
"Sailors and dogs keep off the grass"
Many people dismissed my story of the sign but about 15 years ago I was talking a guard at a CDC facility that confirmed he saw the sign.
Ben
Ah I understand you now- kind of damned if you do or don't scenario. I have wondered, considering the constitution is geared very much towards freedom, why, by law, do you not have the right to refuse? Obviously, you'd be slated in some quarters, but is it an option at all nowadays?I agree with you that the government would not care and cannon fodder is sexless no doubt. It would be the families and the American people that would stand against it. JMHO, but this country is no where near the point of sacrificing ALL of its youth especially if the war is on foreign soil. And with all of the woke culture and all the BS about equity and equality, how could they exempt women from the draft?
Great idea about the transgenders and a big pat on the back to the Seal!I think all the gays and transgenders should be at the front to show how inclusive America is. By the time the enemy gets done using up ammo and tired from getting the butt sex we send in the real military.
True story but secondhand.
One of my buddies was coming home from Vietnam and getting off the plane when some nasty, smelly, stoned-out-of-his-skull hippy that was carrying a bunch of balloons for whatever reason spit on the guy in front of him and called him a butcher, the guy turned out was a SEAL, and by the time they pulled him off the stinky little pinko, he had popped every one of those balloons with his K-Bar and was starting to give him a haircut!
I love it!
Ah I understand you now- kind of damned if you do or don't scenario. I have wondered, considering the constitution is geared very much towards freedom, why, by law, do you not have the right to refuse? Obviously, you'd be slated in some quarters, but is it an option at all nowadays?
Desmond Doss was a prime example, may he RIP.The general perception is that you just don't want to serve, afraid or whatever, not that you truly object.
I sort of envy those that served. If the military was anything at all like the military academy I went to for awhile I would have either ended up in the stockade or as one of the youngest ever generals! In reality I am far to much of an independent thinker and doer to have made it in the military. I think this is also why I always worked for myself.I served with many draftees, 1968-1970. Both stateside, and in combat.
All of them acquitted themselves well.
They loved America, and had a sense of duty to our country, so they showed up and raised their right hands.
Unlike the selfish, self centered sissies who ran to Canada, hid behind student deferments, or got doctor's excuses.
I take the measure of a man my age by whether or not they served. Anyone who wore a uniform, of any branch, no matter where they served, shall forever be my Brother. And my Sisters are very special to me - they were under no obligation to go but went anyway.
Alvin York as well.Desmond Doss was a prime example, may he RIP.
That is why I got out as soon as possible. I was fast tracked with a waver for 2nd class but was looking at 5 years before 1st class. I did better in the public sector limited only by my ambition and effort.I sort of envy those that served. If the military was anything at all like the military academy I went to for awhile I would have either ended up in the stockade or as one of the youngest ever generals! In reality I am far to much of an independent thinker and doer to have made it in the military. I think this is also why I always worked for myself.
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