Yeah, when I was stationed at Ft. MacArthur one day after reville the First Sergeant called me in and told me to report to the stockade for prisoner guard work duty. I figgered, cool, I can lounge around the stockade all day eating bonbons and watching Queen for a Day.
When I got there the prick at the desk told me I was going to take six prisoners out in the middle of nowhere for some sort of cleanup chore. He had me sign a form swearing to uphold the UCMJ and promise to shoot any prisoner that tried to escape. He then opened the drawer of his desk, pulled out a .45 and handed it to me, saying that I shouldn't shoot anyone unless I was sure they were trying to escape.
What the fuck, you goddam moron, these guys were in for being AWOL, petty theft and jaywalking, not rape or murder! I handed the ultra violent mother fucking .45 back to him and said I'd take them out without it. He thought I was nuts, but you have to understand that MP's are pretty much sadists who couldn't make it on the outside with a legit police force, so they joined the military to exercise their morbid personalities. Fuck him.
Anyway, I loaded my prisoners on the back of a flatbed truck (real secure, eh?) and drove them out to the boonies where they were to chop weeds and pick up trash all day. When we got there I told them if they tried to escape I would be devastated and might even cry. They understood and we lounged around all day in the shade of the flatbed until it was time to go back to the stockade.
The military is, or at least was, such a steaming pile of putrid shit in oh so many ways.
When I got there the prick at the desk told me I was going to take six prisoners out in the middle of nowhere for some sort of cleanup chore. He had me sign a form swearing to uphold the UCMJ and promise to shoot any prisoner that tried to escape. He then opened the drawer of his desk, pulled out a .45 and handed it to me, saying that I shouldn't shoot anyone unless I was sure they were trying to escape.
What the fuck, you goddam moron, these guys were in for being AWOL, petty theft and jaywalking, not rape or murder! I handed the ultra violent mother fucking .45 back to him and said I'd take them out without it. He thought I was nuts, but you have to understand that MP's are pretty much sadists who couldn't make it on the outside with a legit police force, so they joined the military to exercise their morbid personalities. Fuck him.
Anyway, I loaded my prisoners on the back of a flatbed truck (real secure, eh?) and drove them out to the boonies where they were to chop weeds and pick up trash all day. When we got there I told them if they tried to escape I would be devastated and might even cry. They understood and we lounged around all day in the shade of the flatbed until it was time to go back to the stockade.
The military is, or at least was, such a steaming pile of putrid shit in oh so many ways.
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