You don’t put medals on dogs

I have never been a super duper ninja operator, but I have been there and done that enough to have a sore spot when it comes to this.

the couch potato cheering section is usually very misguided. I have seen cartoons and memes about this dog getting a MoH and it is starting to bug me. 

It’s a dog, it does what is is trained to do and follow the commands it’s given. It’s a very effective and useful piece of equipment, but that’s what it is. It’s a rifle, grenade, radio. It doesn’t know what day it is, what country it’s in or know Baghdadi from a crackhead. It doesn’t know it’s “risking its life for God and Country” I don’t care what you named your puppy when you were 8 years old. You don’t put a medal on your rifle, you put it on the men.

MEN…DO…THESE…THINGS

highly motivated, trained, and professional men. Jacked up on adrenaline, scared ****less but they do the job, stick to the plan and fall back on their training. Every Damn day.

Men with families, wives, girlfriends, kids that they don’t know if they will ever see again. You maintain your professionalism, keep a grip on your self, train hard, do the job, watch you buddy, rely on your team….that’s how you get home. Nobody went through that hole in the wall of the compound yelling “MAGA Motherf*cker, Trump says hello” that’s crap. 

If you cannot maintain your professionalism and keep your head you are NOT deployable. If you lose control and kill a prisoner because he made a bomb that killed some of your people, if you shoot a couple people on a motorbike because there were some others that planted an IED, if you stab and kill a 15 year old and take pics with the body….you’re not a badass patriot, you’re dangerous.

You’re dangerous to everybody you deployed with, everybody relying on you, your whole team. If you lose your **** watching prisoners then I can’t trust you not to lose your **** when we have incoming. I can’t count on you if you can’t keep your cool when it’s not hot, I can’t rely on you when it is hot. You are endangering me going home to my wife and kids because you lose your **** sideways and violate the ROE, UCMJ and Law of War. You don’t have to like them, you can bitch about them but you will By God follow them. You cannot lose control and kill a prisoner or target a “maybe that was them” and then show up the next day to train on a future mission mock up. You are not trustworthy.

You’re not a ass kicking patriot that deserves a medal, your a threat to the rest of your team.

thats why we have psych evals.

You just got about half a Special Ops recruiting briefing, If it pisses you off I’ll compare scars anytime.

I’ve seen some ****, and I’ve kept my head. I’ve seen some that didn’t, when it was hot and when it was not. I’ve seen a Spec4 stab a cab driver, steal the cab and go party in Seoul for the weekend. And that was in peacetime. I’ve seen a man in Panama on body detail start dancing with a torso. I’ve accompanied friends home in boxes. You have to grab them by the ass and pull them from the situation. 

you think the men who went into that tunnel to collect body parts for DNA confirmation didn’t pick up some parts of the kids?? you don’t think that affected them? Of course it did, especially the ones with kids. But you do the job, keep your head, maintain professionalism, and handle the “feels” later. Yeah, they have feelings too. They are humans with families and kids. That’s why you have debriefings and are off duty afterwords for a few days.

You can beat your hairy chest and chant all you want, you’re a fool and have no idea what your talking about. Go watch Rambo movies in the barracks with the cooks.

I’m convinced that a good percentage of veteran suicide isn’t from deploying…its from coming home. 

Some people ignore you for the “mark of Cain” on you, others talk about the weather and act like youve never left. And then you have the beer bellied MAGA hat wearing morons slapping your back saying “got you some of that sh*t didn’t ya? We should bomb all those mooslims to hell and be done with em. Did you get you a few? Haha”

And the poor guy thinks “Yeah I did, I didn’t sleep for a week and I still see that bastards face when I close my eyes. I remember every fuc*$ing one, because I can’t forget them” PTSD (the real stuff, not the disability claim) isn’t helped by a meme