This is so ridicules that people have no respect. im glad I don't know you on the street but here that crap is just as dangerous..!!
JUST READ.... HOW FREAKING HARD IS IT TO FOLLOW ORDERS!
LOL, I can spot a fellow vet a mile away. Glad you made it home in one piece brother, although I'm sorry to read about the brain injury and PTSD - I ETS'd in 2002 with 23 years service, right before the mess in Iraq started, and I guess the Army figured I was too old and busted up to recall for that goat-rope of a war. You can tell what an old fart I am by my avatar, that's my old barracks from AIT at Harmony Church, Fort Benning - They only have two or three of them left there now for "historical purposes", and there is no more Basic or AIT, it's OSUT (One Station Unit Training) now, a combination of Basic & AIT that some genius at TRADOC came up with, and the luxury apartments they call "barracks" are all at Sand Hill now.
I was relatively lucky over my career, only saw combat in JUST CAUSE (Panama) and EAGLE EYE (Kosovo), and came out missing a quarter of my left ear and with a 40% hearing loss (for which the VA generously sends me a 25% disability check), but I can sympathize with the PTSD - My generation was called into the CO's office if word even got around that anyone was whispering about PTSD and threatened with consequences that would make PTSD look like a trip to Disney World (this was back in the Reagan / Bush I years when the Army didn't want PTSD publicized, investigated, or reported on) - But there's a damn good reason I've been on insomnia meds and benz@s (prescribed, and augmented via IOPs) since two years after I was handed my final "A" copy of my DD214...There are some things that once seen, can't be unseen.
Anyway, glad to meet you brother...And as far as how hard it is to follow an order, you know the answer to that as well as I do; It may be
hard to follow if it's a stupid-ass order (i.e., "Major, send an LRSD team to the top of that hill before I decide whether to crest it or go around it", "Yes sir. Sergeant, take team 2-Bravo to the top of that hill, have a look around, and report back to me." You're standing there biting your tongue so that you don't tell the Major what a damned stupid idea it is to send an LRSD team, armed with nothing but individual weapons, a pig (not many SAWS in service back then), a short load of ammo to reduce weight for long patrols, and a radio to the top of a damned hill no one knows what is on the other side of ("Ever heard of aerial recon, you dumb sonofabitch?", you're thinking to yourself, "The Armored Cav has an aviation squadron that could send a couple of choppers up there, take photos, and be back before we'll get halfway up that damn hill"...but it's an
order, and if you refuse it you've just screwed your career's pooch.
So yeah, I guess that's why they call them
orders rather than
polite requests - They aren't always as easy to follow as "Get the damned HHC building's parking lot policed of all those cigarette butts!", but easy or hard, you'd better damn get it done
BTW - There was a post somewhere about creating a veteran's group somewhere in the forums not too long back, damned if I can remember where now, but if something like that ever gets put together I look forward to seeing you there.
V/R
- b2g