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Originally Posted by winn dixie
Agreed.
But I've personally seen what one poster was alluding to as manly men completely break down when actual bullets start flying. All the drills all the war games and simulations are way different than the real thing.
Point I'm making. The physical and psyche exams and all the training that weed out the unfit is one thing
But actual combat will show those who can and can't take it.
It's just different.
Something biomed alluded to....
I myself have to be seated where I can see all points of entry and sometimes I still analyze new places when entering. I believe that's more of my training but who knows.
If a trans person can get thru training. Who am I to say no they can't serve
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To be extremely clear - I am not alluding to anything.
While I may not have "been a Marine who was in the Shit", I am speaking from personal experience.
I can remember when my Father came home from Vietnam and how he had changed and watched the issues he dealt with.
I can remember a time when Dad was so drunk that he was pleading with God to let him die.
He was one of a handful of Marines that survived a VC Ambush, while most of the Platoon was killed.
I remember my Mother; who is also a Former Marine trying to help and not know what to do.
This tested their Marriage severely but Mom never gave up and they Celebrated their 60th Wedding Anniversary shortly before Dad passed.
I have my own bundle of experiences that I carry with me every day.
I am 1 of 2 people in my MOS Training class that are still alive today.
Both of us were lucky enough to retire.
I escorted one of my best troops home for the last time at the request of his Widow and offered my respects and support and the gratitude of the President and a Grateful Nation.
This as the Honor Squad fired 3 Volleys, each so precise that they sounded as one rifle while I presented a precisely fold Flag to his Mother and then another to his Widow.
While not a Marine, I still attended 2 Weeks at Quantico to improve my abilities with a weapon to a level needed for where we were going.
I also speak of my Son and his experiences and the issues he deals with every day.
We went to supper one evening in El Paso, TX after he had retired.
We were sitting in a very busy and loud restaurant and he zoned out and had the 1000 Meter Stare and then he broke out into a sweat and the restaurant was so cold people were wearing winter coats.
I was finally able to get his attention and ask him where he had been, and all he told me was I didn't want to know.
I always sit with my back to the wall being able to visualize all the doors and any windows.
In my mind I am looking for where trouble will come from and how to get the hell out if need be.
I watch the movement of everyone.
As some have stated in the Forums of Eccie, I'm not a fun person.
I don't speak of my time in the Military much, on Eccie as it's nobody's business normally.
On this topic, I have practical experience and speak the unvarnished truth of 3 generations.
War/Combat changes a Human Being.
These changes are life long and can be fatal even many years after the exposure.
I have pointed myself for the flagrant Thread Hijack found in this post.
