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It’s not irrelevant; going against their expectations to this degree is a great way to make sure that you get minimal cooperation, low morale, a low rate of reupping, and low recruiting. Whether it’s legal barely matters.
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The military exists to preserve democracy, not practice it. When my unit at Ft. Hood was activated for Gulf War I, a lot of the young “two-year only” guys were bitching and complaining that they didn’t join to go to war; they were just in it for the college money.
Tough shit. They chose to be in the military, signed the dotted line, and accepted Uncle’s salt. Now when it’s time to step up, all of a sudden their pussy hurts?
My ass bleeds purple piss water for them.
I will agree with you in this regard: all too often, recruiters are less than candid with recruits about the full extent of the military commitments expected of people who wear the uniform. And yes, this can lead to hard feelings and long-term negative consequences for morale, retention, and recruiting.
But Jesus-Jumped-Across-Jordan-On-A-Pogo-Stick, DT, It’s the military!
Kill-A-Commie-For-Mommy, Make-The-Other-Poor-Dumb-Bastard-Die-For-His-Country, United States Armed Forces! What do people think our job is, to cuddle cute wittle bunny wabbits hopping through the pwimal fowest?
No! It’s to kill the enemy, as defined by the Commander-in-Chief, as passed down through the lawful orders of the commissioned officers of the United States Armed Forces.
And whether you shuffle paperwork, or drive a fuel truck at an airbase in bumfuck Oklahoma, or just show up one weekend a month for drill and a paycheck, it don’t matter a damn; you are part of a huge organization assembled for the purpose of inflicting grievous harm on other human beings.
If you wear the uniform, Uncle don’t owe you detailed explanations or elaborate explanations for where you go, or what you do. He only owes you beans and bullets, lawful orders, enemies to kill (or a job in furtherance of that goal), a flag draped coffin, and a rifle team firing your final salute as you’re lowered into the ground.
I wrapped my head around that simple truth at the age of 18 over 20 years ago; I kicked my “two-year-wonders” in the ass to get the concept into their thick heads in '90, to get their minds right for going to war.
President John F. Kennedy said, “Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country.”
My reply would be, “Soldier, shut up and soldier.”