I still think about those days. It’s hard not to reminisce about that kind of freedom when you’re stuck at a desk working the 9-5. I wonder if any of those cops survived? Where are they now if they did? Would they remember my face in a fleeting moment somewhere else in the world?
@plzbepatient
Just looks like a dude trying not to ruin his suit for the day in the rain. Holding an umbrella and a dog leash and walking up stairs in the rain? Biden could never.
We were sent there to investigate corruption. Apparently a few of the cops had been paid off by the Taliban, and were letting through guns and ammunition. Why the Marine Corps thought a few 19 year olds would solve the whodunnit, IDK.
We’d sit up on the roof of the police station at night and smoke…cigarettes… and use the translator to have conversations about everything under the sun. Nuclear weapons, pussy, Afghan history, Michael Jackson.
We had nothing to do all day. I stopped wearing my cammies. I got so bored I would just walk out of the station and explore the area as pictured in the first post. Just gearless and fearless. You should have seen the shopkeeper’s face when some random White dude strolled into his
The cops slowly came around to us being there. We had one translator, and the guy was worked to death. We spent most of the day just trying to stay cool. This wadi helped a lot with that.
When I say stranded, I do mean stranded. We were cutoff from any American led resupply. If we wanted anything from the PB’s, we had to talk the Afghans into driving over there and getting it for us. We ate what they ate. We drank boiled water. We bathed in the wadis.
We even got voluntold to recruit some of the cops to go on a patrol out of the station. I want to do a thread specific to this patrol later on, so I will save the specifics.
We fished in the wadi. When we didn’t catch anything with these rods we’d shoot carp with AKs. The Afghans would crush up sleeping pills in bread and fish that way.
@MedGold_
This would be 9/11 for bureaucrats. Unfortunately, we’ve seen they can stall with litigation. Federal employees have more protections than anyone. I’m not sure it could be done in 4 years.
Sad. The government is full of people who care about the process more than the result.
Sapporo (Jan ‘22)
Probably my first “banger” and one of my all time favorite shots I’ve taken.
I’ve never been so cold in my life. I’m heading back to Sapporo in January.
@JodieAndrefski
She doesnt realize anyone can make a Craigslist ad about ANYTHING. I could go rn and make a post claiming to be Jodie Andrefski in 5 minutes.
@whstancil
Prediction: Pete Buttplug will give a speech about how the replace bridge will be more equitable and race conscious. You’ll concur and retweet his statement.
@cowabungatime
Got put in gifted before 6th grade for reading at a 12th grade level. Nevermind I was retarded at math.
Got kicked out of gifted in my first semester due to skipping class to play mancala in the Gifted Room.
So this little stint in the wild came at the tail end of our deployment. I was actually pissed we were out patrolling when the ADVON party was already back stateside eating cheeseburgers and banging their girlfriends. 🧵
@marblesoftcore
🤣Missed it by that much.
helluva story, what was the command like when you finally got back?
And here I thought getting left out in with a squad on the north end of Okinawa in typhoon season for a few weeks was peak command forgetfulness.
@cimmerian_v
@naomirwolf
Imagine getting a PhD online at like LibertyU or some other degree farm in the most rando thing and then forcing people in the office to call ya Doc.
PHD in Conflict Resolution from New Mexico Polytechnic.
Thanks for all the follows.
It’s funny that an anon deployment story did numbers.
As a rule I generally never tell these sort of stories in my personal life. I don’t even tell coworkers or friends I served unless it comes up naturally.
I’ll share more in the future.
Warriors on campaign enduring to return home to a society that no longer holds the values for which they stood. The beauty of their masculinity destined to be dashed to bits and scattered about the sands of foreign beaches and deserts. 🧵