Handsome Charles of Priestes, in sunny…. Ibiza!
Been in the army, and I’m also a military history buff of WWII.
So there I was yesterday Sunday night watching documentaries of that era and some general said:
¨A soldiers duty is not to ask why, his duty is to do or die¨
And I thought he was exactly right, it is not a democracy, you are a tool in a killing machine,
and that´s it, just another tool that roles and roles without much space to maneuver
if you don’t want to fuck up the machine completely hence the machine doesn’t does it´s job.
Just talking mostly of the lower ranks level.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Every body is a link in a giant chain, so they want co-operation!! (That’s one way to put it, eh? lol)
They should have put me as General. Now it too late, I´m out the gate!
I think I would be good at psychological warfare, I would instruct all the people below me to dress in pink and be drunk and carry a chiwawa dog. That would end the crazy dudes over there. See? I didn´t use our degoratory term we had for them in the Legion, progress!
Pink from top to bottom, a chiwwawa dog each soldier, drunk as skunks, and chanting to them some cool Spanish songs. Flamenco. End of conflict.
They would think you were all card-carrying nut cases and run in the opposite direction!
HEY!…… well that is true, but in pink uniform, mind walla wlalla, war