WHERE DO I START.

well, I've been in the army for almost 5 years now. I've seen the ups the downs the twist the turns and everything else in between. I've seen the army transition from a harder and more unforgiving army, to a much softer and gentler place to work. I'm starting to fucking hate it. This job is suppose to be hard. The soldiers with in our ranks are suppose to be tough and well above average....... but most arnt. the regular army has turned into a joke. we're not superior to shit..... i cant count on one hand the egregious tactical errors that are made by
my leaders on a daily basis. were not in fucking training right now... we cant just press the reset button or call index when we do dumb shit..... they act like they don't fucking get that.

I'm currently eeeking through my second deployment...... i have roughly 6 months till our year is up and all i hear is how we are getting extended.... look, i don't mind doing my job..... or being here longer..... i understood what i was signing up for, but i cant stand but feel like we keep throwing these fucking fuck tards home run pitches...... but they haven't swung at them yet.... everyday, the leaders above me make decisions that put our squad at an even higher risk then we already are at, and nothing happens to us..... we get back and everyone starts patting each other on the back telling each other how well they did, and to keep up the good work...... i want to fucking scream at them..... LOOK RETARD, THIS IS FUCKING STUPID...... YOU PUT EVERYONE AT RISK TODAY WHEN YOU DECIDED THAT WE SHOULD DO THIS.... OR WHEN YOU MADE US DO THAT..... it never ends....... i just feel like eventually someones going to swing at one of these "home run pitches", and when you swing at these you tend to hit home runs. its going to be a sad face fucking day when its our turn to take the hit..... these fucking Dilberts I'm working for are going to be in for a rude awaking when they start getting soldiers killed.....

in the 6 months I've been here i have been with three different platoons. let me paint the picture for you. I'm in an stb..... that's a special troops battalion..... its a fucking support battalion... can you guess which company I'm in...... fucking HHC... lol..... so I'm in a support company which is in a support battalion... oh yeah, HOOAH.... i want to be out there kicking in doors and doing patrols but no i got stuck on battalion PSD.... ( personal security detachment ) we taxi around the battalion col. and csm. to where ever they want to go and we protect them....... its really gay.... but as luck would have it our brigade came down on a unique assignment. they needed to give up 10 soldiers to work for and with some security squirrels in a security place doing secret things.... I'm not going to talk a great deal about what we did or who we did it for. but i some how lucked out and got one of the ten slots for this assignment... it was the best time I've had in the army.... no more regular army..... no more bullshit stupid fucking rules for the sake of rules.... no more being treated like fucking incompetent shit that needs constant prodding to do anything that productive..... we were making an impact on this war.... every night we took bad people off the battle field... i went to bed with a sense of accomplishment.... and all the sudden.... as soon as it started it ended.... 4 months is all we got.... TEAM ROCK..... that's who we were.... that's who we all still want to be..... but the whole team, and the whole tasking was sent back to our units.... our ten man element was chopped into pieces and spread to 5 different locations..... we wanted to stay together... we were they best squad in the battalion and we all knew it... but some genius cut us up and throw us anywhere we would fit..... i ended up at the one place i didn't want to go. the fucking MP platoon.... these fucking morons don't know there ass from there elbow, but they think there hot shit.... i fucking hate it here.... i get in yelling matches with my squad leader all the time..... hes the biggest and dumbest shit bag staff sergeant i have ever met.... i don't confront him in front of the soldiers but i do on a regular basis tell him that hes all dicked up in private..... needless to say, we don't get along now..... I've been trying to get fired so they will put me somewhere else.... anywhere.... asking to leave didn't work, and staying isn't an option... we are doing the same bullshit psd but for brigade staff..... the only difference is that we do it alot less tactically then the last psd i was on.

the other day my squad leader wrote me up for leaving a truck door open while not in use.... ya. he said that he has constantly said that when a doors not in use it needs to be shut..... we were standing around the trucks in a secure area.....now let me just say something, i didn't do anything wrong and it was small fucking potatoes, but because it was me he wanted to try and impose his superiority over me in front of everybody..... the issue itself was a non issue.... had it been anyone else he wouldn't have said a word to them or cared about the fucking door..... he wanted to ride me.... i told him that never once has he ever said or hinted to the fact that an open door not in use was suppose to be shut..... i don't care if it is suppose to be shut.... that would be another dumb fucking pointless rule for the sake of rules, rule, if it were..... it was never said to me.... I've been in this fucking platoon for like 40 days..... if this is what we are fucking worrying about as leaders in a combat zone then we are fucked as an army..... are you kidding me.... look i don't care if he wants to write me up but when he did he included about 6-7 complete and utter lies about my performance that had nothing to do with the fucking door.... it was because i don't let him whip me like he likes to whip others..... i called him on it immediately..... he smirked, shrugged his shoulders as if to say.... what are you going to do about it...... i almost lost my mind..... i went at him, i wanted to grab his fucking face and squeeze it.... we got separated and i went to talk to 1sg.... i told him that i cant work for this guy and that i need to be put somewhere else.... he said he would see what he could do... that was 2 days ago....

I'm in limbo now..... i don't care where i go as long as its away from him.... the last two sqd leaders i worked for recommended me for promotion.... both times was when i got moved from one platoon to another. so i had to start over again... now im here and im fucking fighting to leave.... i know im going to have to start all over again, but i know getting away from this fag is the best thing i can do....

so thats the gist of my deployment so far.... as time goes on i will include pictures and more in depth insight into my small world as it happens or just to catch you up.... for now, ill skate on the thin ice im on and try to make it to the other side without falling through....