Seriously? I was finishing up cup 11 or 12 of the black nectar of the goods coffee the other morning and gleamed over an article here about some cry-baby kid not wanting to go to “camp” during the summer. After I threw up a little bit in my mouth I thought Americans, especially High Schoolers and below have no freaking idea how good we have it. Apparently the fact that the weak ass parents of this kid that felt like she was being “attacked” by a 9-year old is so pathetic and a true reflection of how our milk-toast society is still nursing their kids ….for the love of God, cut them off and make them be 9 year olds… Fk! No wonder the Chinese are laughing at America! (throws coffee cup at random jogger)
With all of our little ankle bitters becoming so obese by sitting and feeding on crap in front of the TV, no wonder little Sally in the above mention article didn’t want to breath fresh air. Camp? Are you shitting me? I’m in the wrong business. I should open the “Maj Pain” Camp. We could do rowing time trials. Motivator to get a fast time? Fresh Water Alligators in the water of course.
On a serious note, Americans and I say this including Sally’s parents, have no concept how good we have it and just how bad it can get in America. I would Looooooooooooooooooooooooove to take any High School graduating Seniors to Helmand Province or hell, anywhere in Afg and let them live among the locals in some crap hole mud hut. I bet within 10 min of leaving for Afg (not even there yet) bitchin would commence about the rumours of no TV etc. Sad. Our society is crumbling from within. We have steely eyed Marines (17 yr olds) working their ass off seeing firsthand how lucky we are in America. I would love to put that 17 yr old Marine in charge of those Seniors and have him record the blood clotting crying that would commence and yet know how to keep them alive. There’s no running water here…there’s no electricity here…these goats smell….you want me to eat that goat?…..where do I plug in my electronics? Where is my bed?
The problem is these milk toast kids are going to be adults one day and I hope we don’t hurt their feeling when we ask them to contribute to society. That’s really cool you’re a “career” student but one day you are going to have to move out of your parents house and get a real F’ing job. I know you will expect to make 6 figures right off the bat because you have been in school most of your life but taaadaaa, reality of life has just hit you, now go sweep out the restrooms and tuck in your shirt.
At first I didn’t think much of it when I told people about the living conditions of your infantry war fighter (not the ones at the gigantic FOBs with Greenbean coffee trailers every 50 ft) I mean the fire eaters patrolling their asses off every day in remote outposts. Then when I explained that they live in crap holes (like horse stables-old testament stuff) they looked sceptical and thought every Lance Corporal had their own air conditioned trailer….hmmmm not exactly. Remote outposts are usually bombed out buildings with no roof, animal waste everywhere you know the basic crap hole accommodations. Yes, that’s where your warriors are calling home. Can you just imagine the young American sitting cross legged in some hay covered floor with mice and goat shit everywhere asking where the couch was? Well billy you don’t get couches here and furthermore you can’t go outside because Mr Sniper is waiting for you to poke your head out and yes if you want to poop, poop in that plastic bag we gave you when you arrived and tie a knot in the top so it doesn’t spill out. We will take it to the burn pit later tonight after we knock off Mr Sniper.
We are soft America. I know some are going to say but “Pain” you all are Marines you love pooping in plastic bags and being miserable, that’s what helps you be so mean. True, there is a certain freedom of pooping outside in a plastic bag, however, we do love the opportunity to upgrade to port-a-johns any chance we get. Nothing like hanging out in the port-a-john with 2,000 flys underneath you in the 110 degree temps…..it will make you see Elvis…trust me on this one.
Short of loading your local C-130 up with the class of 2011 and then heloing them into outpost shithole, I’m not sure how to make our young Americans appreciate what they have. If they would appreciate it, perhaps they would take care of our America, be a contribution, stay out of gangs etc and the like. Perhaps it starts with the Parents like in the above mentioned article. If that mom said let me here you bitch one more time about camp….and crushed right there, trust me, she wouldn’t have had to listen to the follow on “attacks” (I still can’t read without laughing…man were fkd) from her 9- year old.
For all of you “know it alls” 9 through whatever age doesn’t go to Camp anymore, one day is going to come where your entire life gets turned upside down. Hopefully that’s when the oh shit light will come on and you have to make a decision. Until then, it’s up to your Parents to give you the tools you need to survive, like strong morals, integrity, a spine and the ability for you to be a contribution to society. Regardless of where you come from, if you think you have a free train coming, you might want to repeat your last grade. All of those out there who have already figured this out, look to your right and left and help you buddy out. Life is hard; it's harder if you're stupid. John Wayne
Time for a CGar!