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Back to the character of our troops, can you guys with "military experience" tell me why there's a link to this on the front page of www.marines.mil?

http://www.usmc-mccs.org/sapro/ml/index.cfm

I f'ink Ikarti mayk reffuhrenss tooh WEST POYNT!!!! HUHRAZZMENT AND'TEH RAPE!

Where was that post about someone laying claim to marines being the best of the best? That was surely funny (not that some of their ethical dereliction is my basis for such scoffing--it seriously isn't).

Last edited by Xietsu (2006-06-12 23:04:45)

because there are ass hats everywhere, not just you... but everywhere.... you can't let a few bad eggs kill your breakfast.... if i were to google Wilmington, DE, i am pretty sure that i could find something bad, and i mean more over that you live there, and are an ass hat......

~Recon

[pWa]Recon wrote:

because there are ass hats everywhere, not just you... but everywhere.... you can't let a few bad eggs kill your breakfast.... if i were to google Wilmington, DE, i am pretty sure that i could find something bad, and i mean more over that you live there, and are an ass hat......

~Recon

That one was rich. Except wilmington, DE isn't as prideful as the marines, and Wilmington isn't known for hazing, murdering, and sodomizing their own.

Semper Fi, fuckface.

It was a New Moon and in the small valley they were camped in it was so dark the forms of the Joshua Trees barely traced an inky outline on the desert pavement they were camped on. Wolf sat away from me, on guard perhaps, in the direction of the base.

As the sky began to pierce the night with hints of blue we walked the mile or so to the fence without talking. I hadn't eaten anything but I was full of energy and we quickly climbed the wall of a wash at the edge of the fenced perimeter. Our plan was simple, no thanks to the Squirrel who had offered no insight on how to get inside the compound. We would approach the gate at sunrise, and ask to see The Preacher. If they were dumb enough to let me near him, I intended to split his face open with my hatchet. Other than that, planning seemed moot. Wolf would run interference and try to keep them off me, if it came to a fight.

Dawn came.

The entrance to the former military base was littered with burned out and destroyed vehicles. Formerly domesticated cats milled about the empty guard house. The fence was closed and ragged figures in tattered gray clothes and robes shuffled to the gate to meet us. Their eyes were cloudy with cataracts and most had skin turned yellow from what may have been kidney disease. Wolf covered his nose/snout because the stench of the rotting flesh was so strong. I looked up at the towers with the machine guns and it looked like the men manning them had been dead a few days. The one on the left was half draped out the window with dried gore coming from his ears and stringy gray matter trailing from his nose. The other one on the right was still and a kitten appeared to be eating the flesh of his hand, still on the gun.



I opened the gate and they shuffled back.

" These guys smell like they are all ready dead . " Wolf said.

I walked through the crowd that parted in a tense silence. Wolf placed his hand on my shoulder as if guiding me and we headed towards the tunnel entrance.

" They are. " I said.


They looked as much zombie as The Others. They were starved, and it was radiation sickness that made the skin hang in ribbons from their gaunt forms. Yet they were docile. I gentle shoved my way through them. One grasped my arm and tried to whisper something in a breath that smelled like rotten meat and musty cardboard. I pushed his arm away and my hand felt like I had rubbed it in warm butter. I wiped the rotten flesh on the the robes of the one in front of me as I pushed through the crowd. Pages of a book littered the ground. The Two Towers, by Tolkien.


Finally, Wolf and I stood before a door marked 8675309.
He unslung his shotgun and I pulled out my hatchet.
The crowd of the undead watched us without expression as we went inside.

*                                                              *                                                     *


Chicom Head Quarters

They were gathered around an oval table, twelve of them.  Magistrate of Argricullture, Minister of Dissent, Quarter Master, etc.

They had stick bodies now. Malnutrition had given them scurvy. The Master at Arms and Colonel Ho both were picking at lice in their scalp.

Hing was positioned under the Commanders seat, stroking his cock. The trouble was the Commander was dead. He had passed exactly twelve minutes ago and they had all sat there looking at each other, wondering what to do. Hing, obviously The Commanders lover was now hopelessly insane. The civies had long ignored the guns with the empty magazines and the tanks sat empty with dead batteries and dry gas tanks. The generators no longer illuminated the wire and there was no need to patrol anymore.
They were starving.

Two months ago the Commander had ordered another cull with the excuse being one guards dozing at the gate watch. The remaining men had lined up and Hing had walked behind them. Hing clubbed one to death and the men dragged him away. All was well until a bit of flesh in the pot that night revealed the skull and cross the guard had as a tattoo on his calf. Then the troops realized the real reason for the culls, wherein one in ten was selected for clubbing; the were for food.

The Chinese soldiers then more or less disbanded, heading into the wastelands as the people of the shanty town had been hanging those they caught.

The people of the shanty town now approached the gate of the Chinese military camp with torches and pitch forks. Some carried ropes fashioned into nooses.
The twelve men eyed each other nervously, knowing their time was at an end. Three of them pulled grenades from their vests, they all nodded to each other, and they pulled the pins as one and placed them on the desk.
INTERLUDE

The night is black
Without a moon.
The air is thick and still.
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill.

Features distorted in the flickering light,
The faces are twisted and grotesque.
Silent and stern in the sweltering night,
The mob moves like demons possesed.
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,
Confident their ways are best.

The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will.
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill.

Last edited by ATG (2010-02-23 19:42:36)

[pWa]Recon wrote:

http://wilmingtonnc.areaconnect.com/crime1.htm

and i was not a marine, but with out google could you tell us what Semper Fi ment... didn't think so....

ALWAYS FAITHFUL.... FUCKTARD

~Recon

Well, if you weren't a marine that's a step up. Still got Abu Ghraib to answer for though.

Semper Fidelis is common knowledge. It's not a special MILITARY CLUB ONLY NO GIRLS ALLOWED thing.

[pWa]Recon wrote:

damn wrong state this is correct now

http://www.cityrating.com/citycrime.asp … p;state=DE

To be honest, I thought the arson rate was a bit high on the last one.

[pWa]Recon wrote:

so i guess that the rape count is low right.... ok...

~Recon

probably less than what happens in the barracks.

Cougar wrote:

Ikarti wrote:

Cougar wrote:

May I ask where you are employed good sir?

Sure. Retail at H+M. I don't get to gloriously bathe in the blood of the innocent, but it pays the bills.

Actually, I just found your exact store in Willminton.  Hennes and Mauritz is it?  In their code of conduct is states very plainly:

H & M Hennes & Mauritz AB
Code of Conduct (Summary)

4.1.3
Under no circumstances do we accept that our suppliers or their subcontractors use corporal punishment or other forms of mental or physical disciplinary actions, or engage in sexual harrassment.

4.1.5
No worker should be discriminated against because of race, gender, religion or ethnic background. 


Thats just the short version of the code of ethics.  I'm sure anyone with a higher rank than clothes salesman, has been to sexual harrassment training.  It's probably not that much different than the training the marines recieve.  I had to go to it in the USAF and I've had to go to it at my new job.  Whats the big deal?

To me the big deal is that it's been an issue in the past in the military, and it's on the front page of the website. H+M doesn't have that on the front page does it? I understand that training is given almost everywhere, every job I worked at least, but it certainly creates the appearance that there's a high frequency of harrassment and assault. That's all.

guess you have been the victim in a barracks rape then? or maybe the ass-sail-ent... hrm... now the real ass hat comes out of the closet...... just as an fyi.... barracks/billets/dorms/bays are NOT co-ed.... little to no chance of it happening, unless the victim entered into the other sex's barracks ... which is NOT allowed.... so... anything else ass hat?

~Recon

Ikarti wrote:

Cougar wrote:

Ikarti wrote:

Sure. Retail at H+M. I don't get to gloriously bathe in the blood of the innocent, but it pays the bills.

Actually, I just found your exact store in Willminton.  Hennes and Mauritz is it?  In their code of conduct is states very plainly:

H & M Hennes & Mauritz AB
Code of Conduct (Summary)

4.1.3
Under no circumstances do we accept that our suppliers or their subcontractors use corporal punishment or other forms of mental or physical disciplinary actions, or engage in sexual harrassment.

4.1.5
No worker should be discriminated against because of race, gender, religion or ethnic background. 


Thats just the short version of the code of ethics.  I'm sure anyone with a higher rank than clothes salesman, has been to sexual harrassment training.  It's probably not that much different than the training the marines recieve.  I had to go to it in the USAF and I've had to go to it at my new job.  Whats the big deal?

To me the big deal is that it's been an issue in the past in the military, and it's on the front page of the website. H+M doesn't have that on the front page does it? I understand that training is given almost everywhere, every job I worked at least, but it certainly creates the appearance that there's a high frequency of harrassment and assault. That's all.

It's probably on the front page because it's a new revision and alot of bases will use it as mandatory annual training.  HELLO.

Cougar wrote:

Ikarti wrote:

Cougar wrote:

Actually, I just found your exact store in Willminton.  Hennes and Mauritz is it?  In their code of conduct is states very plainly:

H & M Hennes & Mauritz AB
Code of Conduct (Summary)

4.1.3
Under no circumstances do we accept that our suppliers or their subcontractors use corporal punishment or other forms of mental or physical disciplinary actions, or engage in sexual harrassment.

4.1.5
No worker should be discriminated against because of race, gender, religion or ethnic background. 


Thats just the short version of the code of ethics.  I'm sure anyone with a higher rank than clothes salesman, has been to sexual harrassment training.  It's probably not that much different than the training the marines recieve.  I had to go to it in the USAF and I've had to go to it at my new job.  Whats the big deal?

To me the big deal is that it's been an issue in the past in the military, and it's on the front page of the website. H+M doesn't have that on the front page does it? I understand that training is given almost everywhere, every job I worked at least, but it certainly creates the appearance that there's a high frequency of harrassment and assault. That's all.

It's probably on the front page because it's a new revision and alot of bases will use it as mandatory annual training.  HELLO.

Or they just don't understand "No means No"