Does anyone want to hear this? I think I will. In ‘91 we cut through the fourth largest army in the world like a knife through butter. We killed T-72s at 4,800 meters using technology designed by the real “elite”, the kids that the “elite” used to beat up. We put missiles up their ass from ships 2,000 miles away. We scrambled all of their tactical communications, over a 75 mile area, from the back of a HUMVEE. It’s a lie that they didn’t fight back. They did. They just did it poorly. We smashed the Republican Guard in two hours. I was there. I had nothing to do with it though. I literally did nothing in that war other than shit in MRE bags and cuss and pray. It became correct to tell all your friends how our Army was made up of the very best of our society. Well, I was the “best of society” and I got knocked unconscious at 73 easting by a TOW missile that I failed to properly tie down. I cut the bottom off of my T-Shirts to wipe my ass with after I shit out the back of a Bradley. I cried like a fuking baby the first time I saw what happened on the Basra Highway. I am not kidding. I literally fell out of the back of a 113 and staggered around like an idiot weeping. I wish I had never, ever been in that horrible place. That was like a thousand years ago and I still cannot stand the smell of spoiled meat.