JohnG@lt wrote:
Firstly, you have to understand how the military works... No one is preventing gay people from serving right now, they just can't be flamboyant about it or flaunt it which in my eyes isn't a bad thing.
Spot on observation.
(I was assigned to Ft. Hood for a few years as well)
To reiterate with a slight variation;
When you're in uniform, there is
nothing about your job that requires anyone to know anything about your sexual orientation or marital status.
You're a Soldier, Marine, Squid, or Airman.
While wearing that uniform, you're there to do your job.
What bits you've got in your underwear are not relevant to the job at hand.
I knew an enlisted S-2 clerk who was quite gay. Not just homosexual. Flaming, emotionally unstable, mentally imbalanced, and enough issues for a team of psychiatrists to write a pile of thesis papers.
In another gay soldier's terminology, she described him thus
"There's gay, then there's too gay to function. C***** was too gay to function".
He lost his security clearance not for being gay, but because he failed one too many drug tests.
Everybody knew the S-2 clerk was gay, nobody really cared.
The other gay soldier mentioned was female, and only perhaps 3 people knew.
The gay S-2 (Security, Intelligence Section) clerk should've lost his security clearance, not because he was gay.
He should've never had a clearance in the first place.
He was 'soft' in the head, undisciplined, unfocused, had an addictive personality, and otherwise had a personality that was
completely diametrically opposite to what you'd want of someone entrusted with any important classified information.
In other words, in the hands of even a half-assed enemy interrogator or foreign spy, this S-2 clerk would've cracked inside 15 minutes and flipped to thinking the enemy interrogator was suddenly his new best friend and the only one in the world who understood him...
THAT is a head full of scramble-fuck.
THAT is
"too gay to function".
Nice enough 'guy', but noone you'd want holding a security clearance.
I knew a handful of straight females (officers) in the military, who were endowed with
epic chests. Rather than let their boobs be a distraction from their profession, they tended to de-enhance their chests. Sports bras to flatten their chests, underneath BDUs (edit: BDU =
Uniform,
Battle
Dress) worn in a manner to further de-emphasize their chests. Makes it so the enlisted soldiers are <cough> saluting you for the right reasons, with the right appendage.
And, as an aside, if you're a no-bullshit professional Sergeant around said female officers in public - they tend to relax around you, and actually try to flirt with you in private, in a mostly-joking 'see if we can crack his professional facade' manner.
When you're deployed with so many other males, for so long that the sound of a female pilot on the radio 30,000 feet above is enough to start giving guys hard-ons, you realize a few key points;
- It's good to be That former M.I. guy, who really knows how to keep his mouth shut, and is always professional, even around the hottest female officers
- It's good to be the chosen trusted go-to SGT for above-mentioned female officers. A policy of "look, don't touch" gets you an eyeful on a regular basis.
- Like everything else in the military, all of the most interesting assignments come to those who are technically proficient, keep their eyes open and their mouth shut, and are unfailingly professional in demeanor while in uniform.
- Even the most disciplined female junior officers are, in the end, 20-something or 30-something women. Who exercise 5 times a week, are more fit than their civilian counterparts, and know it.
Like any other job, it's good policy to "keep it in your pants" when you're at work.
In the civilian world, workplace drama from sex and relationships causes problems and lawsuits.
In the military world, it can wreck careers or get people killed.
Military world has the added fun factor of sending people overseas for 12-18 months at a time, where they cannot visit their spouse and are surrounded by 40:1 male:female ratio.
The women are at great risk of getting a case of
Queen for a Day, and sleeping around on a massive scale.
The men are at risk of messing up their marriage to their high-school sweetheart hottie of a wife, for the nastiest, fattest, mental screwball of a vaginal life support system they can get ahold of.
The gays get a small handful of otherwise straight volunteers who get so horny, they're willing to take a walk on the Dark Side.
Discipline & Discretion become paramount, in any event.
Last edited by rdx-fx (2009-11-23 14:06:35)
