History is Written by the Victors.

Anyone who has been in the marine corps for any length of time knows that the corps prides itself on its history and traditions.  I’m sure we can all remember during bootcamp, being indoctrinated with assorted tales of Smedley Butler, the Battle of Chapultepec, the “Frozen Chosin”, and the list goes on.  But to say that the marine corps prides itself on its long and illustrious history is something that no one who has ever served in the corps can deny.

However, history is written by the victors, and victors have a nasty habit of skewing facts in their favor and the corps is no exception to that rule.


Let me start at the beginning, the marine corps birthday.  Tradition holds that the usmc was created at Tun Tavern, Philadelphia on Nov 10, 1775.  The facts are, the Continental Marines had it’s origins in Tun Tavern, on Nov 10, 1775.  After the Revolutionary War was won, the Continental Marines were disbanded.  The usmc was created on July 11 1798.  This date continued to be recognized as the marine corps’ birthday until 1921 when Gen Lejeune decided that the usmc and it’s predecessor, the Continental Marines, were one and the same, and changed the birthday accordingly.  I feel it is also noteworthy that prior to 1921, the marine corps birthday was not a cause for a giant celebration as it is today, it was just another day at work.


Moving on, marine corps tradition holds that the “Blood Stripe” is worn on the trousers of Officers, SNCO’s and NCO’s to commemorate the heavy losses of these ranks during the Battle of Chapultepec.  History, on the other hand, tells us that the Battle of Chapultepec occurred on Sept 12-13, 1847, meanwhile marines began wearing the Blood Stripe in 1837 (a full 10 years earlier) by order of President Andrew Jackson, so that the corps would match the army’s practice of wearing trouser stripes of the same color as the jacket facings.

So there is an issue of chronology, this much is beyond doubt, but the misrepresentation of history doesn’t end there.  If you do a little bit of independent research, you’ll shortly learn that the Battle of Chapultepec involved 13,000 U.S. troops.  Of these 13,000 men, 130 were killed, 703 were injured, and 29 were missing, for a grand total of 862 casualties, or 6.6%.  Now I personally know several marines who went to Afghanistan and never came back, so I fully realize that any loss of life is a tragedy, and I’m not trying to downplay that.  However, at the same time we have to realize that in war people are going to die, and for the battles of the Mexican-American war, 6.6% is actually pretty average.  So to say that this particular battle – and these particular 130 dead – were somehow worthy of being commemorated with a stripe on a dress uniform while no other dead have been deemed worthy of being forever commemorated by such a gesture, is an absurdity.  (The closest thing to this is the French Forage, which is only allowed to 2 Regiments)


Continuing on our review of marine corps history, let us move on to the Battle of Belleau Wood in WWI.  Any good marine will tell you that this was battle in which the Germans gave us the nickname “Devil Dogs” or  “Teufel Hunden” (Or “Teufelshunde” as it should be spelled).  I once had the pleasure of serving with a marine of Canadian origin, who showed me in Canada’s military history, that the Germans had called Canada’s soldiers “Teufelshunde” in 1917 a full year prior to the Battle of Belleau Wood.  So at the end of the day, it wasn’t that marines were necessarily that frightening, it was just the nickname claimed by any force that happened to soundly beat the Germans on any particular day.


Our final stop on this lovely journey through time is the Chosin Reservoir.  Possibly the most brutal battle (in terms of weather) ever fought, with temperatures around -40* F.  (This battle has, in practice, already been reduced to little more than a reason for a SNCO to throw a fit over a cold marine with his hands in his pockets, because the “Frozen Chosin” fought through colder conditions.  Be that as it may, I wish to address the battle without regard to the cheapening which the corps has done for me)

I have also had the pleasure of speaking to a marine who was on the front lines of this battle, and after he recounted how the 1st marine division was outnumbered 8 to 1 by the Chinese Army, and the extreme weather conditions meant no air support (This is the place where most well known versions of the story end) he went on to describe the enemy he and his comrades found themselves pitted against.  His description was as follows: “Those who had bullets had no boots, those who had boots had no coats, those who were not freezing to death were starving to death… That battle was 60,000 mercy killings…”


Again, my aim in this is not to belittle the men who fought and died during the Chosin Reservoir, Belleau  Wood, and the many other battles throughout this nation’s short history.  I aim instead to demonstrate through these instances the disturbing trend of high-ranking officials of the marine corps altering or omitting facts of the marine corps’ history in an effort to continue to ride the coattails of a renown which is not theirs and which they have not earned.  It is this rigid clinging to delusions of grandeur that lead President Truman to say  “The Marine Corps is the Navy’s police force and as long as I am President that is what it will remain. They have a propaganda machine that is almost equal to Stalin’s.” 


“But the most brilliant propagandist technique will yield no success unless one fundamental principle is borne in mind constantly and with unflagging attention. It must confine itself to a few points and repeat them over and over. Here, as so often in this world, persistence is the first and most important requirement for success.” ~ Adolf Hitler


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Updated as of Febuary 2011


MCRD 6200/1 EG (Rev. 02-11)


Incentive Training (IT) provides drill instructors a tool to motivate and to instill discipline.  Incentive training helps correct minor infractions.  Serious disciplinary infractions, however, will be referred to the Series Officer.  Only Drill Instructors may assign IT to recruits.

1. Restrictions

  • Incentive Training may be administered by the recruit’s platoon Drill Instructor beginning on F-3, provided that the recruit has:
  1. Passed a medical evaluation and
  2. been allowed one night’s rest to recover from inoculations.
  • Only SDI’s may conduct IT for the entire platoon.  DI’s may administer IT for individuals and for small groups not to exceed 10 recruits.  This requirement will not be circumvented by giving IT to a large group “10 at a time”, nor by several DI’s simultaneously conducting IT for several small groups.  Only a recruit’s platoon Drill Instructor may administer IT except during week 8 when a duty Drill Instructor may assign Incentive Training to recruits under his charge.  IT will never be assigned to a unit as a result of one recruit’s actions.  A DI conducting IT will have a readable copy of this card in his possession and an operating watch which delineates seconds in his hand.
  • At least 3 different exercises will be used during the IT session.  All exercises are 4 count exercises, with the exception of rifle extensions and stationary double time.  The recruit will attempt to perform the maximum number of repetitions.  Only 1 IT session may be conducted in any 1 hour period. Exercises will be done at quick time cadence.  When transitioning from the stationary double time position to the push up position, recruits will not jump or fall to the pushup position.
  • With the exception of drill periods, IT will not interfere with other scheduled training.
  • Incentive Training may be administered on the platoon’s own quarterdeck to no more than 10 recruits at any one time.
  • Incentive Training will not be performed under the following conditions:
  1. While in a medically restricted status.
  2. 30 minutes prior to meals, haircuts, or scheduled physical training or 60 minutes following the completion of meals.
  3. 60 minutes prior to, or until a shower is taken after, CS Gas practical application.
  4. On the parade deck, Shepherd Field.
  5. In soggy or watered down areas or terrain that is hazardous for this training (gravel, hills, brush, etc.).
  6. In confined spaces where a recruit might injure himself (closets, heads, showers, DI duty hut, or passageways).
  7. In any location or environment, which is unsafe and could possibly cause a recruit to be injured (on a roadway, on any firing range, in a rifle range target area (butts) while firing is in progress, confined spaces, etc.).
  8. After an evening shower and until scheduled reveille the following morning.
  9. On the recruit training battalion headquarters side of the parade deck.
  • Rifle exercises may be accomplished in any sequence and will not be administered more than 1 time in an hour period.  The rifle extension is performed with arms fully extended, the elbows locked and the palms facing up.  Under no circumstances will anything ever be put on the rifle to add extra weight.  Ensure a 30 second break between exercises when either fore up, full squat or rifle extension follow each other.
  • Recruits must wear the utility uniform when executing rifle extensions.

2. Authorized Incentive Training Techniques

  • Drill Instructors may only use the physical, rifle and instructional rifle handling techniques listed on this card when conducting Incentive Training.  Each IT session will include a combination of at least 3 exercises included on this card and will include a 30 second break midway through the session.  The maximum length of each IT session increases from 6 to 8 minutes on T-35. When counting repetitions, Drill Instructors will emphasize proper techniques but count even those repetitions performed with poor technique.  Recruits will empty the contents of their pockets prior to performing any exercise on the IT card.
Total time limits:
F-3 to T-343 Min/30 Sec/3 Min
T-35 to T-604 Min/30 Sec/4 Min


Physical Exercises:F-3 to T-34T-35 to T-60
Side Straddle Hops*50100
Stationary Dbl Time30 Seconds60 Seconds
Pushups (Shoulder Width)*2030
Arm Rotations3060
Mountain Climbers3050
Steam Engines2030
Abdominal Crunch4050
(*) Exercises are done at quick time cadence


Rifle Exercises:F-3 to T-34T-35 to T-60
Fore Ups, Front of Neck1520
Up and Forward1520

Fore Up, Full Squat15 Reps/30Sec/15 Reps25 Reps/30 Sec/25 Reps
Rifle Extensions60 Sec/30 Sec/60 Sec60 Sec/30 Sec/60 Sec

Instructional Rifle Handling (IRH) Exercise.

Drill Instructors may require recruits/Marines to perform pushups to help remind them of the negative consequences of dropping a weapon.  Do not combine with other IT.

 F-3 to T-34T-35 to M-4
Push Ups (2 ct)1525


3. Heat Conditions

Heat Condition Table:

PeriodProcessingF-1 TO H-2T-12 TO M-6ALL
Physical TrainingNoYes / NoYes / YesNo / No
RunningNoYes / NoYes / YesNo / No
Close Order Drill*NoYes / No*Yes / YesNo / No
Incentive TrainingNoYes / NoYes / YesNo / No
Outdoor Training**NoYes / NoYes / YesNo** / No
*Close Order Drill facing movements and rifle manual may be performed indoors
**Qualifications firing may continue under red flag conditions when authorized by the CO, WFTBN

Heat Casualty Prevention

During Hot Weather

  • Increase water consumption and supervise regular intake by recruits.
  • Regulate training according to the Heat Condition Table.
  • Encourage proper diet; salt food to taste.
  • Be alert to heat illness symptoms (refer to the bottom of this card) and other physical illnesses.
  • Modify uniform clothing, as authorized, for proper radiation protection, ventilation and dissipation of body heat.

Heat Casualty Treatment And Immediate Action

  • Check for responsiveness using the ABC’s (Check airway, breathing, and consciousness and circulation).
  • Initiate CPR if necessary.  Call for medical assistance and an ambulance immediately.
  • Dispatch a runner (DI) to guide ambulance.
  • Remove casualty to shaded area.  Lay victim down and loosen or remove outer clothing.
  • Evacuate as soon as possible.

Heat Stroke Symptoms

  • Hot, dry flushed skin.
  • On occasion there may be residual perspiration on the skin.
  • Casualty may become dizzy, lose consciousness or be delirious.

Heat Exhaustion Symptoms

  • Skin is pale cool with profuse sweating.
  • Pulse is weak and rapid.

Emergency Ambulance:    MCRD 9-911        WFTBN 911


[Note: The Parris Island version of the IT Card can be found on pages 131-133 of Depot Order (DepO) 1513.6B. The relevant pages of this order can be found Here.]

Safety and Peace


I Read the Site, Learned the Truth. Should I Still Join?

Well Ive been reading the website and at first I didn’t like it because it seemed like all thebguys commenting were complaining and not taking respnsibility for the decision that they have made. I’m turning 19 soon and i dint believe your site at first nor the stories. Come to find out U guys were telling the truth!  ESPECIALLY about the bootcamp story. My moms bf was in the Marines and Fought in Beruit. As you can tell that was SOME time ago! When i told him that i was thinking about joining the Marines he told me ” Well it’s gonna be hard”. He told me whilein bootcamp he had gotten out of his bunk during the time he and the other recruits were supposed to be sleeping. So as he got up he looked outside the window. THEN that’s when his D.I caught.him punched him in the face causing his nose to bleed, but out of all of thatim for surehe could handle the hardships better than others. Now he never tried to say anything to me to keep me from joining but im now very confused. I told him thought about Airfoce and he saidvthats good. He told me he didn’t want me to join the marines. He also told me while he wasin that he had fun. He also, said after his four years were up he got out. I believe im a good person, smart also. and im well aware the propoganda etc. But of all of that i still feel the erge to join. Am i wrong for that?? Is serving worthid?? I know it truly my decision but did you even have anything about the corps you enjoyed?? I knowbthat no branch is perfect etc. I just feel like i’ll regret not joinglater down the road. This is for The enlisted Marines and the ones who are out. Did you guys feel the same way?

Submitted By: Terrell Thompson

The Real Marine Corps – Marines Urinate on Dead Bodies

The Marine Corps thrives on it’s public image.  Sometimes I wonder what the Marine Corps and it’s Marines would become if that “good image” was taken away and replaced with the truth. But then I remembered, the Marine Corps spends a huge chunk of resources to constantly repair that image when it receives damage. The Marine Corps is really good at lying to everyone… When something like this urinating video pops up on the web, the Marine Corps has to find elsewhere to place blame and spends a FUCK TON of cash and resources scrambling to fix things..

In reality the Marine Corps has produced these people. These warriors of death have been taught everything they know by the Marine Corps. The Marine Corps made these men who they are.  And who knows how much is spent to train a single Scout Sniper, but I know it is over $200,000.00 per warrior, not including the overhead required. I have witnessed shit like this with my own experiences, I have worked with men who have been just as capable of urinating on a corpse or much much worse. It is because the Marine Corps and it’s community that motivated them to feel that way. In bootcamp I was forced to view dozens of videos of Marines killing people while Heavy Death Metal played in the background. We were hardly ever allowed to show signs of excitement or happiness in bootcamp, but we sure were allowed to cheer on Marine “Moto Videos” of people being killed in war. That is about the point in time where new Marines start joking about how fun it would be kill someone. At the time, I did it too. When I was in Iraq, all I wanted to do was kill someone, as did the rest of my unit. Fortunately, most of us did not get our chance.

The thing that really bothers me about this video, is that the only reason this has been brought up is because someone decided to capture it on camera and show the world.  Sadly, sometimes this is the only way to bring big issues into light. What scares me is that I know for a fact that more twisted shit is happening that no one will ever know about.  Man… The Marine Corps is fucking twisted… But technology is catching up with the Marine Corps, and they will not be able to hide it’s true face much longer.

– 3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead since 1775

Marine Corps Boot Camp – Not What I Thought It Would Be

Good evening everyone.  I am swizzlestik’s son.  First of all, thank you for being there for my mom.  You really helped her through a lot of grief and pain.

When I joined the Corps, I went in with all the spirit, confidence and committment anyone could muster.  I was not fresh out of high school but I was fresh out of college.  I had high expectations of myself and of the Marine Corps.  I saw them just as they portray themselves, a tough yet honorable organization.

I expected their training to consist of yelling, screaming, stupid mind games and other BS but I never expected to see and experience and hear of the things that happened.

Through receiving week, it was pretty much was I was told to expect.  I was nervous and homesick just like every other recruit.  But when training day one hit and all the rest of the training days therafter, the shit hit the fan in a big way.

This was when stuff that I didn’t expect started to occur. Those things included but are not limited to:

1. A recruit was spartan kicked in the chest into his rack.
2. A recruit touched his own face and the DI hit him in the face with his campaign cover and it drew quite a bit of blood.
3. Another recruit touched his face and was hit in the face with a clipboard.
4. The guide’s rifle carrying handle fell off because it was loose so the DI held it like brass knuckles and hit him in the back of the head with it really hard.
5. I was folding a blanket with another recruit and apparently the DI felt I was in his ‘way’ so he kicked me hard in the rear striking my upper back thigh.
6. I was in the process of trying to quit and I refused to move.  So 2 DI’s ran up to me and proceeded to rips my undershirt to shreds from my body.  They threatened to continue to IT the whole platoon if I didn’t participate so I IT’ed so they would stop messing with everyone.
7. Numerous times we were denied head calls and so many of the recruits unrinated on themselves.
8. In chow hall, the DI’s would come over for no reason and yell  so they could spit in your food in the process. One took his hands and mushed all the food on my tray together with his nasty bare hands because he didn’t feel I yelled ‘Good afternoon, Sir’ to him loud enough.

I’ll continue later.  But the list goes on and on.  They did learn somehow that it was me who reported the abuse through my mom. Also when I was in RSP, the other recruits were telling me of things that were a lot worse and there are many there who had been injured by the DI’s both mentally and physically.  It was the first time I had actually seen someone who had cracked and was truly crazy from all the mind-screwing and abuse.

I was given a 3P for a re-enlistment code and told that none of this would follow me.  The Lt. Col. told my mother the same thing but I am hearing a different  story. Does anyone know how this works?  For example, if I wanted to join the Army or Air Force.  According to the Corps, it won’t affect that.

I am so down right now.  I feel lost and not sure what to do.  My mom is here with me and she is a very strong lady. She is trying to help me get through this.  Right now, I need all the help and advice I can get.
I didn’t pussy out guys.  I just figured out all too quickly what the deal was and refused to be a part of this dishonor and abuse.  I think that what I did was more honorable than just settling for whatever bullshit they dished out to me.  I’m not stupid and they could not brainwash me.  So really, they lost the war with me.

I do feel guilt about leaving my fellow recruits behind.  Over half of them wanted to come with me.  I will write more later but right now my brain feels like scrambled eggs.  I need to get things sorted out.  I just hope I can.

Submitted By: ihateDIs89

My son died and the Corps treats me like shit

Ive got one for you, and it may not be a big suprise and some of you may have had a similar experience.  Two months ago my wife and i lost our son to complications of a premature birth.  My division was nice enough to give me time to be at the hospital and go home for the funeral.  Then I shit you not, 3 days back at work and they treat me like nothing ever happend and then want to get im my business about why im moping around and dont want to work. Gee, i wonder the fuck why!  I go to medical to try and get on an anti-depressant and to get some help.  They ask me if im going to kill myself, and when i say no, they give me an appointment for 3 days later. thanks guys. then when i have the appointment the first thing the doc asks me, knowing why im depressed, is so why do you think you’re depressed? i tell him and his response, and i quote, ” God Dammit, im sorry bro.” (navy officer btw) and then he types his notes then before he releases me tells me, as a smoker and occasional drinker, again i quote, “Stop fuckin drinkin, and stop Fuckin smokin, cus it aint gonna help.” classy right?  Anyhoo, im getting booted anyway for medical issues, and now this, understandably i just want to be left alone, and that shouldnt be too much to ask, but in the last month ive been treated like im just worthless and lazy and need to get over it.  Bottom line, the corps preaches all this shit about taking care of each other and being there when we need it, but all the COC gives a shit about is work and themselves. the lazy bastards sit in the office and play msn games all damn day then come out at the end of the day and bitch at us because we are worthless.  One team one fight my ass.  Dont trust those mother fuckers to take care of you when you really need it because they will fuck you time and time again.

Submitted By: bitteratthecorps

Why do SNCO’s have to insult those close to EAS?

UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!!! I just stood in the cp and watched my fellow nco get an ass chewing from gunny for wanting to attend the seps-taps he scheduled three months ago instead of going to the rifle range that gunny just put him on. Then, this cross eyed, hunched over, semi-retarded gunny followed up the ass chewing with insult!!! “Oh sure, out in febuary, no job in march, homeless in april and wanting back in the corps by may!” FUCK YOU GUNNY! If you go to the recruiting website they tell you how “challenging” it is, if you talk to the recruiter (or any moto) they too will tell you it’s difficult. So if this is the hardest thing in America to do, why the fuck can’t my buddy make it on his own? I’ve been told that “only 2% of Americans are marines.” So what are the other 98% doing to make ends meet gunny?! Also, I remember they used to have this “famous marines” section on the recruiting website. All of the “marines” they had listed, GOT OUT AFTER 4 YEARS!!! I wonder if all those famous marines got harassed the same way we do for wanting to eas.

If I chewed gunnys ass once I’m a civilian, and reminded him of all his shortcomings and deficiencies, I’ll bet I could get him to commit suicide.

Thanks for the great site, and allowing me to exercise my right to fee speech,

Submitted By: corporal, Fusmc

How a Marines Ego Works

NINJA_PUNCH – I just got done watching the move “Revolver” if you haven’t seen it I would highly recommend it (You can watch the full film here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPNnu7QPtz8&wide=1 ). I’m not here to write a movie review, but I feel this applies. In the movie, a couple of people (who remain unnamed until the end) believe they’ve discovered the formula for the perfect con. Their student, Jake Green (Played by Jason Statham) Explains the formula as follows:

“The formula has infinite depth in its efficacy and application, but it is staggeringly simple and completely consistent. Rule one of any game or con, you can only get smarter by playing a smarter opponent. Rule number two: The more sophisticated the game, the more sophisticated the opponent.
If the opponent is very good, he will place his victim inside an environment he can control. The bigger the environment, the easier the control. He’ll toss the dog a bone, find their weakness, give them just a little of what they think they want. So the opponent simply distracts their victim by getting them consumed with their own consumption… The bigger the trick and older the trick, the easier it is to pull, based on two principles: They think it can’t be that old, or they think it can’t be that big for so many people to have fallen for it.

Eventually, when the opponent is challenged or questioned, it means the victim’s investment, and thus his
intelligence, is questioned. No one can accept that. Not even to themselves.” ~ Jake Green

Does anyone else think that the “opponent” sounds a lot like the marine corps and the “victim” sounds a lot like the marine? I sure think it does.

PerfectScapegoat Responds –
Revolver is one of my favorite movies, Ninja. That was a great post.

Another main theme the movie focuses on is the conceptualized self, the ego. They call the ego an agency of literalism because the mind doesn’t want to accept a concept that is too difficult to grasp- it will naturally choose a path of least resistance in order to satisfy the pride within the individual. The ego is incapable of correlating price with product, and it conveniently separates the two while we hang ourselves with the rope given us.Towards the end of the flick, Jake realizes that he suffers from a syndrome that most of us (especially Marines) succumb to at one point or another- we’re approval junkies.  As an added caveat, the Corps loves to emphasize the self-importance of urgency: “go here, go there, be there at this time OR ELSE, look important, carry yourself in a manner that suggests that you’re saving the world, etc.” But on pretty much any given day, what is really accomplished with such gravity and fabricated surliness? In exchange for their obedience, they’re given the illusion of importance.

Given enough distractions and false hopes, a Marine can spend 20 years in an organization that has only given him the illusion of accomplishment. I especially like the end of the movie when Jake takes away Ray Liota’s incentive for wanting to kill him, especially after the damage is already done. So Ray Liota is not only financially broke, but his power base has been completely toppled on a psychological level. The parallel here is that I don’t claim the USMC did anything for me, and when I have to mention my past I only say “the military.” I don’t specify. I give the Corps as little credit as possible, which is commensurate for its performance.

I think most former Marines think they have some kind of obligation to pay homage to the Corps, or they want people to swoon whenever they hear they were a Marine. This is leverage the USMC just loves to employ against them because they already invested so much into it. To turn their back on the USMC means you would have to develop their own identity instead of it giving them one with its own serial number. Most people just want to bask in the reputation, even if it’s undeserved. I know a guy who’s been out for 15 years, and he still uses Marine Corps jargon. It’s not my job to “reach” him- he’s lost forever. But I do take it upon myself to downplay my USMC experience because I want to be honest with them and myself.  What bothers the USMC (and I believe this wholeheartedly) is the idea of scores of former Marines disowning their parent organization and treating the experience like it was more like a bad acid trip instead of a patriotic rite of passage. At best (which is usually my take on it, since I’m a fairly optimistic guy), it was just a job. No more. No less.

The Corps Has Taken My Identity – okinawa inmate

well i got a doozy for you guys..so the past 2 months of my life have been ok..just the same old shit just a different toilet..well heres what happend this weekend and why im in trouble again..so 2 months ago i picked up and got moved into this room with this dude but he was away at boat school so i moved some of the furniture around to fit in a new rack and ive been in there for a few months and made it my own

well before my roommate got back i typed out a list of 12 rules for the room..the funniest shit ever..it was all just a joke, like heres rule #12 “# 12) no sitting in the kings chair. you are not king therefore this eliminates any possibilities of you sitting in the kings chair.” ok so if you cant see that this is all just a joke then you must be a marine..before i sold my soul i use to take life as a joke..i loved being funny and laughing and i loved doing funny things..and here i am getting in trouble for something so funny..i mean these rules were hilarious..if i had read them i would have busted up laughing..its just sad that im in trouble for some good humor..they corps has taken my identity..i use to have fun in life and enjoy things..now im bitter and angry at the world..and some times i find the old me and start doin something funny and then here comes the green weenie to beat that shit back in..when i get around my wife i feel like an old man with no personality..shes full of life and just like the old me..what am i now? just an uptight marine that cant let loose..marines are bitter lifesless people..i do know tho that on day ill get it all back..in fact ill finally be states side in 2 months

wheres that guy K at? hes needs to make a comedy about how there is no sense of humor in the corps..even my roommate is saying it was a joke..he even got it..its all bc some body found the paper and turned it in

“no sense of humor since 1775”

Submitted By: okinawa inmate

Eat the Apple Fuck the Corps 235 Years of Murder Don’t Wish Me a Happy Birthday

Written by PunkJohnnyCash on Nov 10, 2010

Eat the Apple Fuck the Corps – A phrase used by Marines to express their displeasure with the Marine Corps. Usually mouthed by someone about to leave the Corps or by a Marine who has endured a perceived injustice.

Today marks 235 years of legalized murder by one of the most deadly gangs on the earth. I was once a part of this gang. I am not proud of the death across the world. I am not proud that other young women and men were brainwashed into glorifying the murder of the state. On this 235th birthday of the Marine Corps I ask of you not to tell me happy birthday. Don’t thank me. Question the violence and slaughter.

Every year around November 10th I hear many people wishing me a “Happy Birthday” because it is the day the Corps celebrates it’s birthday. Today is the 235th year of the Marine Corps.  I also often get the redundant ‘thank you for your service’ from many who feel that the murderous actions of the state are honorable.

This is the time of year they throw elegant balls to celebrate. It is a big holiday in the Corps. Many from military families and those that have been involved in the U.S.M.C. know that today is a day of significance and a day that all Marines are not only aware of but often anticipating. There will be feasts, balls, drink and celebration this week all throughout the world.

I often do not know what to say as people find out I am a veteran of the U.S.M.C. and they thank me. I find the legacy of violence and brutality repulsive. I do not want to hear your thank you. I do not want to hear the ‘happy birthday’.

If you want to thank anyone thank the Winter soldiers for doing what is right. They are the true patriots. Celebrate those who speak out against the murder and violence of the American Empire. I will not be always faithful to the murder of the state. I will not condone sending young people to die and kill. The youth of the nation has been brainwashed into believing in the murder and tyranny of the state as I illustrated earlier in my article Fear and Loathing in the U.S.M.C. Brainwashed in the Corps.

Eat the Apple Fuck The Corps

Source: www.gonzotimes.com


Fear and Loathing In the U.S.M.C. Part 2 | Brainwashed in the Corps

Written by PunkJohnnyCash on Jul 9, 2010

“FIVE! FOUR! TWO! ONE! STOP! You’re done! Get your nasty hands off!” The drill instructor belted out in his guttural scratchy faux voice. “I said you’re done!” He screamed as he got into a recruits face. Everyone was frozen. “Get On Line!” The recruits left their ALICE packs lay and jumped to attention on the little yellow lines painted on the concrete ground in front the racks.

“Sir, Yes Sir!” the recruits chanted in unison.  The drill instructor continued to berate the recruit, spit flying in his face and finger extended barely an inch from his eyeball.  Fatigued and thrown into chaos the recruits listened to the drill instructor belittle every action they had made. The drill instructor would have them dump everything out of their ALICE packs and start the impossible task again while he counted down. This task would be repeated over and over until the recruits understood they were incompetent.

That was not a one time occurrence.  It became every day and night for thirteen weeks. There was plenty of punishment. The recruits would understand that not only did they not have an identity outside of recruit but they would understand that their actions and attempts were never worthy until the recruit had become a Marine. The old self was worthless. The Marine was something of pride and honor. The state had to create people whose humanity had been denied so they would lay down their lives without question for the cause of the state.

As a Marine I saw an institution that was structured not too different than an abusive relationship. I saw that to maintain the power they held over myself and others abusive behaviors were embraced. This is essential for the state to maintain it’s power and effectiveness in carrying out it’s main objective in killing those that would oppose the authority and desires of the state. The police must dehumanize the citizen, the soldier or Marine must dehumanize the enemy combatant. They must be dehumanized to be capable of dehumanizing other people. This can be as simple as the language used to replace the humanity of the victim such as “perpetrator”, “enemy” or “combatant”.

The Marine or Soldier will resent the truth that they have been brainwashed. This process of brainwashing is essential to maintaining any militarized force from the U.S.M.C. to a police force or army. The solider, police officer or Marine will resent the fact that the same process used to control an abused spouse in domestic violence situations is used on them. The militarized mind will grow angry and deny this reality when it confronts them. The apologetics they use are often ingrained in their minds during the process.


The techniques used in training set up a hierarchical culture that is perpetuated through ones’ military career. This leads to the abusive power over individuals in their time in service. It also alters their perception and is often carried out to the civilian world with abusive tendencies. No, that does not mean the Marine is necessarily beating the spouse always, but it can lead to many abusive power structures in relationships with other individuals.

What does this process look like?

Many different models of brainwashing can be found. The majority of them hold much in common with militarization of the individual. Biderman’s Chart of Coercion highlights: Isolation, Monopolization of perception, Induced Debility & Exhaustion, Threats, Occasional Indulgences, Demonstrating “Omnipotence”, Enforcing Trivial Demands and Degradation.


Isolation I saw even within the platoon I was a part of.  Not only were we taken to an isolated Island but the recruits were forbidden to interact the majority of the time. Human interaction was forbidden.

Monopolization of Perception became a way of life for those thirteen months in boot camp. Your perception and attention was in constant devotion to what was often trivial matters. They would be repeated over and over and constantly the message was that they were not good enough so the tasks would repeat.

Induced Debility & Exhaustion were also a daily reality. The recruits were run ragged daily. by the time you hit the rack you were out. The final task was “The Crucible” where the exhaustion was even more extreme.  The physical tasks were often used to break one down to the point where they could no longer function at full capacity.

Threats were a constant.  The threats often went hand in hand with punitive action through  getting IT’d or what they like to call “Initiative Training” or in the “pit” or on the “quarterdeck” This was the screaming of “PUSH!” “FASTER!” as one was always unable to reach the intended goal.  Often threats came in other forms. Recruits were told they would not graduate and certain dooms of being dropped and staying at Parris Island or “not becoming Marines” were some common threats.

Occasional Indulgences were rare. Often they were such small things that most would be shocked that a human being would become excited over them. This was mostly in the rare occasions recruits were aloud a “Power Bar” or a “Gatorade” for reward of a job well done. This was an uncommon reward that recruits would just about kill for.

Demonstrating “Omnipotence” The recruits knew that no action was unobserved or would go unpunished. The fear was put in each recruit to the point where any act of individuality or rebellion was not even considered. The fear of the existing power structure followed each recruit to the point where there was no question the recruits would do as they were told no matter how absurd the demands were.

Enforcing Trivial Demands was also a thing that was a constant. If it was the way one showered or how they were to sit there were trivial demands constantly made on the recruits.  The recruits were often degraded by these trivial demands.

Degradation and humiliation became a way of life. Using the restroom was just one way they used to humiliate the recruits. I still recall being forced four to one Porto-john. Three would use the main hole with the smaller one standing on the toilet itself, his genitals hanging in the other recruits faces as all urinated simultaneously and the lucky fourth recruit would get the side urinal free from his privates in another man’s face or another man’s privates in his face.

One could write a novel pointing each of those elements out on a day to day basis in “Recruit Training” but I am not going to take that much time up. I do want to look at some more elements such as those writen about by Dick Sutphen which is summarized here:

1. Isolation: the meeting or training takes place in a place where participants are cut off from the outside world. This often involves making a public commitment to stay during the training. When training takes place in isolation like this, there is usually a quick follow-up session to ensure that the technique has really taken hold.
2. Fatigue: a schedule is maintained that ensures physical and mental fatigue. This means long hours, few breaks, and very little time for relaxing or reflection.
3. Tension: techniques are used to increase tension in the group. For example, perhaps there are a few truisms thrown around that might make you feel like you are doing something wrong. Or that you are a sinner, or depressed, or generally unhappy.
4. Uncertainty: people are randomly put on the spot. Forced to withdraw into anger, fear, or awe. Revivalist churches and human-potential seminars include asking people to come on stage and talk about humiliating or weak moments in their lives. This withdrawn, fearful, state, makes you many times more susceptible to suggestions as your guard is down and you are looking for safety and reassurance in whatever form it takes.
5. Jargon: new language to talk about what’s going on. It could help label the “enemy”, whether it be ignorant people, people who aren’t yet enlightened, or evil people. Also, new language to talk about people who are “fixed”: either enlightened, saved, or healed.
6. Humorlessness: there’s no humor involved until the process is complete. The humor then serves as a way to celebrate and seal the deal.

A couple other techniques can be used in addition to help the effects become more pronounced. These three steps are called the “decognition process” as they help slow down and eventually stop thinking altogether.

1. Alertness Reduction: one part of this is to force participants to keep a poor diet: either lots of sugar, or very bland foods. Sugar throws your nervous system off. A very bland diet (usually fruits and vegetables and no dairy or meat) will make you more spacey. Another part is inadequate sleep after long hours of intense discomfort or strenuous physical activity.
2. Programmed Confusion: a deluge of new information, combined with questions, discussion groups, and one-to-one create a sense of jumbled-ness that make it easier to insert crazy ideas.
3. Thought Stopping: most of these brainwashing techniques encourage stopping your thoughts in one of three ways. All three processes can be very helpful if you are controlling the process. The only danger comes when you allow someone else who you don’t fully know the motives of to take you through these steps and slowly alter deep beliefs about yourself and the world.
1. Marching to a beat, usually at around 1 or 1.5 steps per second, is particularly useful. Both the military and Hitler used this to great effect. The beat puts you in a slightly altered state of awareness that is close to hypnosis and makes you more susceptible to suggestions.
2. Meditation is the second form of thought stopping. An hour to an hour and a half of meditation a day for several weeks is enough to keep you in a constant “slow” state that is more focused and susceptible to suggestions (both good and bad).
3. Chanting is the third form of thought stopping, and has the same general technique as marching. The beat helps put you in a slightly different state of awareness.

The reason we must continue to look at boot camp in the criticism of the system is that this is the foundation of all to come. This determines the ethics and mindset of the Marine. The mindset to belittle and minimize others is birthed from this. The new being that is formed through the brainwashing is the being that the state must have to insure it’s power. The state requires it’s killers to maintain it’s very existence and here we see how human beings are programmed to do something destructive and often counter to their nature. This is essential to maintain a system where mass murder is the justifies authority over other human beings.

I was led to believe violence, murder and aggression were honorable. They were ‘sacrifices’. The ‘good guy kills’. Honor, Courage and Commitment were synonyms for Subservient Devotion to a Power Structure, Willingness to die or kill for that State & Power Structure and commitment to this State & those who demand authority over others.

Source: www.gonzotimes.com

Feels Pretty Good to Say It

Well everyone I know you haven’t heard from me in a while but being a civilian has been everything I ever dreamed and more. Everything from owning a car and not having to worry about liberty cards or liberty buddies, seeing my family on the holidays, growing out my hair and facial hair, getting to be around WOMEN for a change, to some unexpected pleasures like the fact that I can own a gun and not leave it in an armory. Yes my friends I no longer have to hear any shit for forgetting to salute someone, or maybe that I didn’t feel like shaving. I get to cook my own meals instead of eating shit at the chow hall, and I’m not working 16 hour days 7 days a week anymore. I no longer hate the motards that used to make my life a living hell, I pity them. I hope they can wake up one day and see that their lives are pointless and turn over a new leaf. Hopefully it happens for them soon before they waste too much of their lives. As for those of you still in just know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I made it through 5 years and got out with an honorable. It can be done. Finally Scott, thank you again so much for this website, because without it I don’t know if I could have made it. It made for a safe place to vent my frustrations that the marine corp bestowed upon me, and being the fascist organization that it is I needed this venue to do it lest I be hung at the cross by motards. So again thank you.

This website has been insanely

My name is Dan Birnstihl, and I hated the Marine Corps!
Feels pretty good to say it.

Big Fan

I was a big fan of Terminal Lance up until a few months ago, when it started to get all “main-stream” around here on Camp Lejeune. Since then, I have noticed it in my CO’s office while getting my NJP, the legal admin building where you go see JAG lawyers, and even in the fucking Marine Corps Times…. WHAT THE FUCK!? Cant we just have something for ourselves without it getting taken over and hailed by the motivators? I remember the sly slams on the establishment, the jokes, the irony, the one comic about seeing a shit load of black on a collar and frantically running through the list of E7 and up ranks in your head trying to figure out which one this asshole is…. I remember the feeling of childish glee I got when I first logged onto the site, of seeing how the common LCpl was getting his revenge by posting these comics parodying the Corps… I remember how taboo and exciting it was… the feeling that I was somehow doing something wrong by even accessing the site…..
Now every time I walk in the company office, I get to hear all the platoon SGTs and commanders discussing in great detail how whitty and cleaver the last Terminal Lance was, and how much they agree with it…

They stole our fucking fun…. plain and simple. How am I supposed to stage my own 1 man rebellion when all my inspiration is taken over by “the man”?
If I start seeing ihatetheusmc.com in the MC Times, thats it… game over, man. I will finally do my fucking MCIs because there is no hope in being a rebel around here…. Ill pick up Corporal, suck a mile of dicks, and re-enlist…. because they will have won.

– Submitted By: Garth

Punishment Outweighs the Crime

I will never forgive them for making the punishment outweigh the crime. It happened two fucking years ago, and I still pay for it this day. I will never forget the despair I felt checking in as a Lance Corporal with a goddamn Hashmark. I will never forget watching my PFC’s pick up Corporal while I was a Lance again.

Everyone always forgets. When they pick up, when it’s time to re-enlist. They forget. I know, because I forgot the things I hated and became a motivator. It happens to almost everybody (especially in POG-ass MOS communities). Getting busted down made me remember. I still haven’t forgotten after picking up again. Chances are, I’ll still remember when I pick up Sergeant. Complain now, but when you pick up or it’s time to re-enlist, I just beg you: remember the good times, remember the shitty times. Because it’s so easy to forget.

Submitted By: XCpl Mike

Finish your time and get out

All you can do is do your time and get the hell out. I totally agree with what you say. SNCO’s mostly care for themselves. Im sure once upon a time when they were junior marines they told themselves they would never treat their marines the way they were treated. Bottom line once you pick up staff your work ethics and overall knowledge of what it is to be a socially acceptable considerate supervisor drastically decreases to the point of openly embarrasing their marines and doing paperwork on them for the same shit they did once before. I am a reservist. I have deployed several times. I can tell you this. Doing your one time enlistment and getting out before you make a huge mistake and re-up is the best chance that you have at making it in the real world. Think about it. You stay in..you pick up ssgt..then gy..then all the way up the ranks you go. Then you retire. For the last decade or so your avg work day has consisted of you sitting on your ass playing on fb and talking old corps antics to the guy next to you who is most likely only listening because he thinks that by doing so he has a better chance at getting that next rank which is probably true. Then you embark on your civilian life finally..where you now must try and fathom that if you call your co-worker a fat ass or a fucking retard you will likely be terminated. Not to mention..like I said..for the past decade you have been sitting on your ass barking orders that make absolutely no sense whatsoever. Therfore when you are approached by a 24 year old boss man who ask’s you to perform a simple task you then automatically assume that you must be given respect for being a retired lazy SNCO. I could go on and on. Bottom line..get out..go to college. Then look back on your 4 or 6 years in the shittiest branch of service and go yeah I use to be a retard. But now I have a degree..I am ethically and morally strong. The end.


Submitted By: MrJellyBeanMan

Accessory to Murder

Today the battalion was briefed on the new reenlistment tiers. It contains: PFT, CFT, Rifle Score, Pro/Cons, MCMAP Belt, Awards, and NJPs. Anyone notice anything here? IT’S THE SAME DAMN THING AS THE CUTTING SCORE! Seriously! The same broken system of promotions that fucks perfectly qualified marines into being terminal lances, while Inbred PT studs who can’t tell the difference between a fighting hole and their asshole get promoted because their Inbred Fucktard brains figured out how to suck on a SNCOs dick to boost their Pro/Cons, is now being used to determine who gets to stay in!

Meanwhile, in Afghanistan, units are pumping money into Afghanistan’s economy to improve their quality of life (while back home our economy goes to Hell), knowing full well that this money isn’t going to the PEOPLE, we give it to the people and then the fuckin’ Taliban shows up at their door, and say “Your money or your life bitch!” and uses our money to fund their operations against us. And I know this happens because it happened on my last deployment! I saw the paper with the BATTALION COMMANDER’S SIGNATURE at the bottom confirming that this is happening! Furthermore, the unit I was with decided not to change this because, and I quote “Under the current conditions, the Taliban in the area are remaining peaceful.”

WTF OVER?! Here I am trying to do the whole “Defending freedom” bullshit and they’re over there just supplying the enemy with money so they won’t attack us, because God Forbid somebody get hurt during a combat deployment.

So in closing, FUCK YOU MARINE CORPS! The blood of every GOOD MARINE who died over there is on my hands now, because I defended you while you were busy selling out. You turned me from someone who was trying to “defend freedom” into an ACCESSORY TO MURDER.

Submitted By: NINJA_PUNCH

Screwed out of classes

So I take a class to prepare me for getting out of this horrible cult while I stay in and support my family. Well my unit is going to the field for 2months and naturally I stay back with about 20 other dudes and 5hey tell me my 4 hour class on monday through Friday prevents me from staying on duty during the week. So for the entire field op every weekend I have duty. I stay at work from 6am until 9pm during the week and now I will not be home on the weekend to see my son play his first year of football or see my family. If you are married you cannot be a good father while staying in. I tell these guys that this is Fucked up and all they say is “at least you’re not in the field”. It’s not like I’m some shitbag its just guys getting pissed about me getting out of this shithole with a plan. He knows right now I am a lcpl and in a few months I can tell him he’s a fag and I will make more than him. My kid cried. And Fuck this shitty healthcare. That’s a whole other conversation though. I see why so many guys kill themselves in the corps.


Submitted By: hatethis place

F M L – Every day is the same

Fuck this shit, every day the same fucking questions from the same assholes, ” So there, what do you intend to do when you get out?” Here’s the answer asshole, fucking anything, ANYTHING. Do they think I’m like them, do they think I’m afraid of the outside world, I could’ve just as easily never have joined and I would’ve been infinetely happier than I’ve been for the last goddamn couple of years of my life. Do they think I’m some idiot, I don’t want to end up like them, 35 or 40, prematurely old as fuck looking like I’m 60, bitter, hateful, resentful towards civilians and people with normal lives, divorced 2-3 times, inconsiderate, rude, thinking the world owes me something, thinking only my opinion matters cause I got X or Y rank. Fucking newsflash: You didn’t reenlist cause you’re some patriot, war hero motivator, you reenlisted cause your’re afraid of the outside world, cause if tomorrow there was no USMC and you were no longer an Officer/NCO/ SNCO you wouldn’t have the slightest fucking clue what to do with your life, your an emotional and socially inadept failure and thats why every 4 years you sell more of your life away, the average Joe might see you as some shining example but I’ve worn your uniform, walked your halls and I’ve seen you for what you are. I don’t care if getting shot at don’t faze you, you’re still a coward, you fear normal civilian life where your’e a nobody, and I hope you go out into the real world, thinking it’s perfectly normal and acceptable to knife hand people and insult them and belittle them and I hope you go up to the wrong motherfucker and you get your teeth kicked in. All of them like to say we’re grown ass men, yeah? Well we’re only grown ass men till we disagree, then we go back to being some rank, standing with feet shoulder width apart, hands behind our back in some stupid little pose while we get talked at,not to, talked at, like children. So if you’re like me, if you can agree with this, the it’s time to GTFO, the brainwashing is over. Im taking my school, the one I actually paid for with 4 years of my life, that isn’t free and isn’t being given to you like they want you to believe, and I’m getting as far away from all this as possible. As far away from rank, and as far away from the douche bags that take this little role playing game a little too seriously. By the way, keep you fucking rank.

Submitted By: F M L

Ebony Phillips

I am officially convinced that every reason that I ever decided to join the Marine Corps…is NOT what the Marine Corps is about. Maybe I just joined at the wrong time. Most Marines tell me it’s just the unit, but I’ve been to other units and something that I realize is that no matter where you go in the Marine Corps, you’re going to always have to deal with unnecessary bullshit and take the big, green weenie up the ass. All the false perceptions that it gives off, from the advertisement to the training, is all a bunch of bullshit, especially once you get to the fleet. Would I have known that this was really what I was getting into, I would not have joined because I got the girth of this as a civilian. FML and the Marine Corps. Everything that I used to enjoy I do not anymore. All individuality and most of my intelligence is gone. I had a CO tell me that false motivation is better than no motivation…No the fuck it is not. The part that sucks the most about the Marine Corps for me is the fact that I’m that one Marine that gets fucked over the most, usually through doing the tasks that are “beneath” everyone else. So sick of this shit. 4 to 5 years wasted on this bullshit. I should’ve just taken out loans for college. FML FML FML.

Submitted By: Ebony Phillips


I’ll admit that I’m a bit drunk right now, but with my divergent thoughts I think this might be the best moment to truly articulate my opinion about the USMC. I can’t lie right now, the truth is coming right out of my pores. Devil Pups, read and learn. Yesterday officially marked the last day of my 8 year contract, and I am no longer a marine in any sense of the word. I’m not even a former marine. I tell people I was in the military, and no more. Not because I didn’t serve honorably, or do well. I did both. And not because I’m particularly ashamed of the USMC. But because it doesn’t really matter all that much.
Why do you think the Marine Corps attrition rate is so high? Because we breed a nation of weak men who don’t want to serve their country? No. Because the bulk of our young men have enough sense to realize that this is not real patriotism. It’s an overhyped advertisement, and we are the poster boys for America. So they leave ASAP.
I am drunk right now. But I have yet to meet a loyal AND sober marine. Those attributes are mutually exclusive. In fact, I could arrive on any base as drunk as I am right now, and would still have the presence of mind to instantly realize that I was in the presence of a gaggle of overly pious but ineffectual fanatics. They’re all possessed with a strange sort of insanity, a singular but misguided premise that the Marine Corps Manual will conquer all. If they don’t believe this, then they’re not real marines.
The Corps, in its theoretical sense, ain’t all that bad. But in reality, it can be a bonafide nightmare. Young people: there are better ways to demonstrate your love for this country. Would I recommend joining the USMC? Perhaps. I got my GI Bill from it and made some good friends, some of whom I still talk to today. So in this sense, I think I made some progress. But in terms of analogy, you could also visit your local mental institution and make some really neat friends there as well. You just won’t get paid for it.

Submitted by: LesterBurnham


I have to drink most nights of the week just to cope with the depression of waking up to do the same monotonous bullshit day in and day out, then when I’m broke because after over 4 years and too many non-rec’s to count I am still a LCpl, I question my motives and try to convince myself that I should quit drinking like I do, but along comes pay day and after work I walk my happy ass to the PX and get a case of what ever suits my taste that night. I sat on guard post recently with a loaded rifle and for the 15 hours I was there I spent more time than I ever have in my life wondering what death is like. This way of life is not healthy for any level headed, rational thinking person. The only thing keeping me out of the hospital, brig, Canada, etc. is that I now have less than 6 months left. When that happened, I started smiling again some days, it’s like a bright shining light at the end of the long, dark tunnel. When I’m done with this, I’m going to go about my life as normally as possible. I’m not proud of this anymore, and I doubt I ever will be. I’ll just be happy to make it out alive.


The Good Lord has blessed me and has given me the ability to look past all the “motivation” better known as brain washing. These motards just cannot seem to get the bigger picture of things, not realizing that conforming to all the institutional bullshit is itself being brainwashed. You are brainwashed when you are compelled to run clear across a grass field to get to a Marine and yell at him because he had his hands in his pockets for a split second because he was grabbing his cellphone, you are brainwashed when you revel in the fact that you just got done chewing some poor LCpl’s ass because he didnt address you by your rank after every F*&king sentence and the list goes on but then again i’d be here all day. And they do these things…why?! Because thats how the Marine Corps is?!? What about being a man and thinking for yourself?! What about being that one individual who says,”thats f*&king stupid, we are not doing that” I catch alot of flak because i refuse to go with the flow, because i refuse to belittle my junior marines, because instead i talk to them like they are adults, because i like to cutout the useless bullshit like PT at 4am, or cammie inspections every Monday. I hear shit all the time like “you’re too nice”, “you need to act more like a Sgt”. At times i just wanna punch someone, but in the end, I’m not the idiot who can’t see past his puny little “reality” he calls the USMC. I see it all the time, Gunny’s, Major’s, Colonel’s….so self absorbed in themselves thinking that they are somebody, arrogantly with their arm’s crossed and their noses up in the air thinking to themselves that “I’m the shit”, when in reality all it would take is a punch to the face from a very very disgruntled LCpl to bring him back down to Earth and realized that he eats, sleeps, shits just like the rest of us do. It’s been a hard 7 years for me, I love my wife and child dearly and stayed in one more term so my wife could finish her degree in software engineering. I thank the Good Lord she is only a year away from finishing. I can see the glimmer of light at the end, though still a ways away, a beautiful sight none the less. For all of you still serving and hating every bit of it like me, hang in there my friends. Remember to never conform, always think for yourself, and if you are in a position to make a change, DO IT, regardless of what people think.

My USMC experience

Hey ya’ll, let me tell you a story..may I? … This is a story about Joe, average kid in Anytown, USA. You see, Joe wasn’t a perfect child, he made may mistakes, he wasn’t dumb but never cared enough to be the top of his class, skipped school alot, smoked alot of weed, but never really harmed anyone, loved his country, took pride in it and wanted to do something for it, all around a decent respectable person with defects and virtues…sound familiar? What happened to Joe? He bought into the hype, thought the Marines would give him discipline, thought in a way it would atone for his dumbass behavior, he did it, he signed the contract, and what did Joe find? Bullshit, fuck-fuck games, belittlement, insults, misery, hatred, assholes, douchebags, pricks and all the things that come with enlisting and signing 4 years of your life away.. Now Joe is rotting in a shithole in Helmand, people he knows are losing arms and legs on a daily basis, he never gets to talk to his family and when he does he can’t think of anything to say anymore, he walks around knowing that this is fucking stupid, that no matter how many people lose legs or how many die(or how many Hajji’s we kill for that matter), doesnt matter, the fact is the country he loves would be no more safer if he lost his legs or got killed in an IDF attack. And as he sits here, in Afghanistan, all he can do is count the days. If you are reading this and are thinking about enlisting, don’t, use your head, love your country, help it, but not in this gun club, do it as a civilian, be a normal human, you deserve it…

yeah this is pretty much the story of my life on the dot

– Screwthis

You know you’re a brainwashed fuck when…

You know you’re a brainwashed fuck when…

* …you think your chain of command gives a shit about you.

* …you honestly think hard work is going to get you anywhere.

* … you get nothing but high and tights

* … you take shitty work with pleasure

* … you think field days do win wars.

* … you willingly accept bullshit

* … you believe that your Sergeant is better physically and mentally than you. (I had a SSGT who couldn’t get a third class PFT and he passed it off as something that doesn’t matter.)

* … you believe anything the higher ups say.

* … you say “OORAH” and “Semper Fi” as much as you say the word “the.”

* … you wear your Service Charlies or dress blues out on leave.

* … you wear your service charlies or dress blues out on leave and you’ve been in the Marine Corps for more than 3 years.

– K



You know you’re a brainwashed fuck when:
a) You honestly and legitemately believe you’re right for no other reason except your rank.
b) You honestly believe everyone below your rank(or in another branch) is an idiot
c) You can’t stand the thought of a website like this that doesn’t exalt your ” beloved corps” (keep your fucking corps BTW)
d) You honestly and legitimately see nothing wrong with getting another person and yelling at them for dumb shit like where they’re hands are at, not getting their hair cut, not getting their hair cut high enough, having they’re hair a little too long, the bun on a girls head, the way someones fucking shoestrings are laced…SHOESTRINGS!!!!…
e) You take immense pleasure in reciting regs like it was the fucking holy word of god
f) You charge at someone with knifehands saying “HEY DEVILDOG!” and end your stupid little ass-chewing with some dumb moto garbage like “you think Chesty Puller would have done that”… like you actually fucking met the man…
g) It just absolutely shocks you that anyone might not want to do this for another 4 years
h) Whenever someone says they don’t want to re-enlist you say ‘OH! what a piece of shit”, You honestly and truly believe that you have the right to judge another human to be a “piece of shit”, because YOUR opinion really matters, right you brainwashed inbred fuck?!?
i) You say garbage like “The corps is getting soft”.. is that so.. then get the fuck out you fucking coward…thats right..you wont, you’re fucking nothing.. a nobody outside this insitution.. Please disgruntled ones.. add on.. how are your fucking “higher ups” proving to you how brainwashed they are on a daily basis..

– F M L

Dear SSgt

Dear SSgt,
I can only imagine how angry you must feel, I mean, to dedicate your life to such dumb bullshit and find yourself amongst men and women that wear the same uniform and yet still see through the crap. You just can’t stand that we’re not as institutionalized as you, that unlike you we all here either got out or have enough balls to get out. You however will never be anything,you will never have the balls to get out and fight it out in the real world. You say we have no pride, well we do, we dont wear it on our collar’s like you and it doesn’t depend on a billet or whatever bullshit role playing crap your’e into, even if I was a private I’d be proud to be the person I am not because of the Corps but because Im an individual that retained my identity. I don’t go around yutting and oorah’ing and I dont feel like I need to yell at people to feel important. Im a person, that does not truly NEED this institution like YOU do. Why do we choose to get out? It’s not because we’re weak and unpatriotic, its because the weight and burden we carry on us all day is not that of defending our homeland. Our burden is the fuck-fuck games, the belittlements, the insults, the dumb shit done not in the name of America, but to satisfy some assholes ego, so some prick like you can feel important, because after all, your dumbass actually feels we owe you something…we don’t, not a goddamn thing. You’re a fucking nobody without this institution, without your rank, without your billet, without this stupid little roleplaying game you take so seriously. Ask yourself where your life has gone? Between the deployments and the bullshit I can tell just how bitter you are at people like us, but maybe, just maybe, YOU should get out, see the world..now I know that you after being baby sat by Uncle Sam for so long are deathly terrified of a world outside the Corps which is why like a caged animal you strike at anything that threatens your little cage, but there is a world out there, full of hardships, trials, tribulations, joys and ultimately a more satisfying life, a life worth experiencing. So instead of bitching here at random people that don’t really give a fuck about your opinion, grow a pair, let you EAS date pass without running to the career specialist to save you from the big bad civilian world, break your little box…..and get the fuck out of the corps.

so today i get told to stop helping lcpl schmuck prepare to get his shit together

so today i get told to stop helping lcpl schmuck prepare to get his shit together prior to getting out because he was NJP’ed and is considered a piece of shit. I say well mr.SNCO just cause he was NJP’ed does not make him a bad person or Marine. the diffrence between a Marine that got NJP’ed and one that hasn’t is the one that hasn’t has not gotten caught yet. So as i just signed my 4th 6105 (pg 11) in the last year for disrespect and not following orders I feel like I really need to finish my bachelors and get the fuck out of here, basically hurry up and finish eating this apple to do you know what with the corps. I thought as an NCO I was suppose to help out and mentor junior Marines, instead i feel like I am suppose to further higher ups careers and fuck over the subordinates and take credit for their work. I refuse to secure a lcpl libo for not cleaning his room, make him stand at parade rest when he speaks to me, or any other stupid shit I didn’t want done to me. But I feel alone in this, I cannot get promoted because of this attitude I feel, they said you are not mean enough (wtf). 12 months left and I am out of this shit. Til then try not to get NJP’ed and EAS with an honorable penis discharge. – sgt fucked

A Collection

I’ve been reading all your guy’s post and all I can say is thank you. This whole time I thought I was the only one who felt this way about the corps. This is music to my fucking ears and I’m glad people are seeing through the bullshit. As far as those NCO’s & SNCO’s that are trolling on here. Fuck them, you guys know that the ones who talk the most shit are the biggest bitches. I used to call it “revenge of the nerds”. These guys were bitches and fucking squares in thier civilian life and still are, but now shit changed because they have a sense of false power

– 1stCivDiv


Ive been out for two years and i have always wondered if there were marines out there who felt the same way about the the dumb redneck gun club. The USMC is such a fucking joke, I feel sorry for anybody who is in it and is brainwashed. My experience in the corps was a racist, and disrespectful one. I lived in the Bay Area all my life and I never witnessed racism till I joined and is probably the reason why I turned into a shit bag. For all of you who are still in keep your head up, theres light at the end of the tunnel. I fucked over the corps by faking a mental illness and I am still recieving military benifits lmao fuck the corps!!!

– 1stCivDiv


Mota Mota gotta lotta Mota – Vation. – mota is weed in spanish.

– WeedMan

WOW… I did truly believe I was the only one who felt this way!

WOW… I did truly believe I was the only one who felt this way! I was an airwinger who was viciously stolen from my unit to be sent to a dumb, even more disorganized grunt unit. I have been here for a total of four months now and my FAP is a year long. I truly can’t stand to be yelled at for having trash in my trash can or for having water in my sink on wednesday any more. This has by far been the longest four months of my life. I knew grunts were a little more motto then the air wing but dear god they act as though our sacrifice means nothing. I constantly get treated like shit for no reason and can feel myself getting dumber. I have literally taken more then ten minutes just to type what I have so far. How can you end a FAP early without getting in trouble or hurting yourself?


The Marine Corps really is like a huge shit sandwich… some recruiters might tell you a little about the shit but definetely not too much. Yes, they acknowledge the shit is there, but what they do is they try to cover it up, they talk about benefits, country, school, steady paycheck, medical care, duty to something greater than yourself, all this moto, psuedo-patriotic, and at times, self-interested bullshit.. But really what they’re really doing is trying to cover up the shit , basically, if you read between the lines,  they’re saying ” Yes, I know it’s a shit sandwich, but check it out, we put some tomatoes on it, some pickles, some ranch, some onions, some bacon, a little ketchup and mustard.. it can’t taste that bad after all this awesome stuff that comes with it..” and then, you sign the contract and there you are, just eating this disgusting shit sandwich, and all the topping’s in the world can’t and won’t make this shit sandwich taste better, I’d give it all back just to be a civilian.. If you’re reading this and intend to enlist/re-enlist.. don’t, just don’t, go, live a normal life..

Every fucking day I try to find a reason to re-enlist and there is none.

Every fucking day I try to find a reason to re-enlist and there is none.  I was told that it would change once I picked up, and things would get better, it didn’t.  Now I’m 8 months away from EAS and still can’t find a reason to re-enlist.  The stupid butt-fucking garrison bullshit games that POG-ass SNCO’s play, the doubletapped duty rosters which strangely lack the names of the office clerks, the safety stand downs that tell you what drugs are undetectable and where to buy them as well as how to not get caught, Blues inspection every other week and the ball is 10 months away, being broke as fuck unless you’re married, alcohol solves many of your problems, alcohol causes many of the problems, someone beating the living bejeezus out of their wife/girlfriend in a locked double concrete-sealed bunker is YOUR fault, your SNCO finishes inspecting your immaculate room and then magically finds a half speck of lint probably from his cammies but it’s in your room so he will be back in an hour while you re-field day, all-hands formation to move five (5) folding paraty tables, pro’s and con’s are “what I like about this guy” and “what I don’t like about this guy” marks instead of proficiency and conduct marks, waking up at an hour that shouldn’t exist to run for an hour and a half in short chopped steps while constantly circling up the stragglers like lost cattle every 50 feet, planning to see your family and friends for the holidays or 96 only to get slapped with duty when you know that the ass clowns in the head shed don’t have duty or a life outside the barracks, the only half-decent females that you see are spouses or dependents that are not yet of age, shitty roommates you have to live with that try and steal your shit especially CIF, wanna-be alpha males whose voices rise in decibels with the amount of paint on the collar of those who surround them, if you don’t correct someone like a douchebag you’re not correcting them correctly… it goes on and on really.  And it really sucks to say that I can’t find a reason at all to re-enlist.

We all joined up and knew we were putting ourselves in harms way to accomplish something greater and serve our country but instead it feels more like serving time and some tiny-pricked SSgt’s beckoned call.  If Call of Duty had 26 field day levels before you got to play 1 two-minute level of carrying your rifle and shooting 1 round in the air, it would probably be more realistic and sell less. ‘Nuff said.

But to be honest, I’m proud of some of the things I’ve done and the opportunities to do it -but if my family and friends knew about the stupid shit we do in garrison on the daily they would bitch-slap the shit out of me right after disowning me.

I get my 100 points in everything minus a 22:30-ish run, shoot expert, completed all req’d PME and have some off-duty education, SQ 2, working on secret clearance to fill a staff billet, stay behind extra hours to make sure gear and briefs are prepared for the next day/mission with my Marines, and still do the counseling/mentoring BS and it’s like “hey, you’re an asset -but I’m gonna keep shitting on you because we need to see how far we can ride this out.  While Cpl Sand-in-his-fat-ass gets to skate because he yells at the juniors all the time and has them at parade rest 24/7.” —Why the fuck would anyone want to stay and re-enlist?

Is this some kind of reverse psychology selling point? Like, “I’m gonna rape you ’till you love me.”?
The only ones that I see scrambling for re-enlistment papers are brown-nosers who could be poster-boys for a health magazine but suck completely at their jobs and are ineffective at leading people because they’ve never really done their job because they were too busy doing brown-noser things and getting a proper tan, OR the fat Marine, who married a fat girl, and had fat babies.

There’s so many perks to getting out vs the shittyness of staying in and I don’t know why most of the SNCO’s say that there are so many benefits of staying in, when there are 0 benefits.

When I EAS, I plan on going to SFSU and get my degree for Physical Therapy.  Maybe I’ll work DoD side and help fix some broken buddies, maybe I’ll come back officer-side (doubt it though).

My dad served fighting the vietnamese and I joined with to kick haji around.  I’ll probably be utilizing the awesome powers of VEERP to help speed my way on to bigger and better things, but there’s a tiny part that wishes I had a reason to re-enlist.

Again, there are zero reasons.  I think in all honesty if you aren’t married and/or have kids, OR this isn’t the only job you are smart enough to do, and you re-enlist… YOU’VE HAD AN EASY FUCKING SKATE TERM and hardly ever got shafted. THE END. – PlanToGETSHITon

I am a Sgt and currently going through a MED board!

I am a Sgt and currently going through a MED board! As it stands, I have 6 herinated disc and degenerated bone disease in my spine and both hips. About a month ago, I had my Company commander ask me what can we do to help you? I mention going to wounded warriors to get the proper treatment and take care of my family and set myself up for success in school. However, my Sgt Major heard what I had asked for , and turns around in the Head Quarters hall way dropping F Bombs left and right telling me that I dont F****** Rate it because my injury was not F****** combat related. Then just the other day SgtMaj came up to me to ask me how my wife is doing and how I was doing and how the our soon to be son etc!!!!! I told him that were doing good and I am ready to move on and take care of my family and work etc….! Then Sgt Maj pauses and looks at me while I am standing there with my cane and says…”HOW ARE YOU ARE GOING TO WORK”!!! WTF I am done! I have done 8 yrs and served in Fallugah when shit was the shit! I have bent over backwards for my fellow marines and for the Corps and this the fucking shit I deserve. FUCK THE MARINE CORPS!!! And Fuck those who come on here to trying to be so Fucking Motivated and have lossed half of their brain or Common sense while joining the Corps! You can be hard and think your the Biggest Baddest Mother Fucker in the Valley! But wait untill you get out and see how Big and Bad you are! The civilian world does not give a SHIT what you did in the Marine Corps! IT ABOUT FUCKING HAVING A BRAIN!!

I always thought the Marine Corp was about Brotherhood

I always thought the Marine Corp was about Brotherhood until I realized then when I got caught for underage drinking. I had a few beers with another Marine who i just met when he got sick i helped him out , and got him back to his room, when duty realized i was underage. SgtMaj. tried to go Drill Instructor (obviously because he didn’t put out when he was a D.I.) and interrogate us asking who got the beer. I didn’t say anything, but the marine who got sick spilled everything. Not  only am I getting an NJP, I got ratted out by some bitch. Then I realized how much of a buddy fucker the Marine Corp is( at least nowadays) I understand I fucked up, but no Marine should snitch on another Marine. I hate hearing how the Marine Corp was back then. It is funny how we apparently fight for freedom, but don’t have any ourselves. I don’t Hate the Marine Corp I hate the fact that any little prick who has a little rank will use it, the fact that in the real world if some guy or girl was older than you and told you hey you are fucked up or don’t do that you can say FUCK YOU. I realized that alot of people who spend there entire time in the Corp will have a reality check when they get out.

After being out of the “corps” for over a year I still hate it.

After being out of the “corps” for over a year i still must say, i still hate and always will hate the USMC for what it has done to and for m- nothing. I dedicated 4 years to this bullsh*t that i have been imprisoned in. Going through the marine corps has been over the top rough as far asa sense of belonging and acceptance. I have felt like a completel reject and outcast the entire way through. There is no family in the marine corps or “brotherhood” bond. Every man for himself, there’s no team work there. People make it through the marine corps and fleet only because we have to its our only survival is makign it, nothing great. If you want to be gossiped about and puth through highschool all over again, be around odd characters, be sexually harassed, be publicly humiliated,physically assaulted and talked down to for 4 years straight this is it. I dont reccommend this for anyone. It has been nothi ng but unfreindly environment. Not many take a liking to this bullsh-t. I have been humiliated so so so so so many times i cant remember all the times. One time i got yelled at by some fag ssgt in the chowhall (in front of the whole chowhall) and this is just one small incident of many…do you know what this does to a persons self worth. No wonder nobody lieks any of you  just look at yourself. Didnt you know that human respect is above everything else? If you treat people like slaves that will lead to mental problems, drinking/drugs and worse. You will find that you and your spouse arent getting along because this is what this system does to people! lol it is way too hard to sit here and talk about how seriously f-d up this palce is….if you think otherwise good for you for beleiving all that was told to you the entire way through u might be a lifer or motivation for retardedness

i stole this from scott olsons i hate the marine corps site, somebody else wrote this i might add somebody asked him So what did you do the whole time in your marine corps 4 year enlistment? he responded “i slavishly obeyed the commands of a baboon”..LOL i couldnt help but post this! haha! baboons are dumbA$$es!

– freisty

My USMC experience left me fucked up my head royally, and in more ways than one!

My USMC experience left me fucked up my head royally, and in more ways than one! The Marine Corps is like a microcosm of the US at large; In other words, it is a racial and multi-cultural distopic nightmare. The core, just like the US, is loaded with narcissists, gang-banger thugs, perverts and wierdos, and many mentally-unstable people in general. The humiliation by others can really wreck your spirit and self-confidence over time, if you let it. OH! Another important similarty shared between life in the US and life in the USMC is that overwhelming number of single, horny, and desperate men as compared to the low ratio of women. In a way, the marine corps prepared me for the worst that life in the US has had to offer me; now not only do I hate the USMC, but I actually hate the US now too!

I am tired of the racial disharmony, and anti-white gentile attitude that this country has taken on in recent years. I first noticed this double standard against white men when I was physically abused by black NCO superiors in the core. Fuck that shit! Using the chain of command sucks too. I think that I first learned to hate non-whites from my negative experiences with them while in there; hispanics bitching about racist whites; blacks beating on whites, and with impunity. There is a racial double standard, just like in America, where non-whites are allowed to bully whites to a degree, and without any consequences. Yet whites are treated like dirt, unless they kiss ass with the upper rank, and are totally PC and portrey themeselves as leading near perfect lives. All of the political correctness, and fighting for kike wars in the middle east is just fucking insane! The USMC has no real honor left because the imperialist empire of the US no longer has any honor. Marines are mercenaries, plain and simple.

To be fair, I should mention that I meet many amazing and wonderful people as well in the Corps, just as in the US, despite what seems like an overwhelming majority of sociopaths. I have zero sense of community in the US, and I am tired of it! WTF was I so loyal to a country that is run by jewish criminal gansters and fraudelent christian zionists? I want to leave this socialist, racist nightmare of a nation…


I feel like all my potential has been wasted.

I feel like all my potential has been wasted.  I cannot put into words how much I truly regret joining the Marine Corps.  A college education has never seemed to sweet and dear to me.  Yet, my TA form got denied until I prove myself by passing my first class.  Educational opportunities my ass!  Shit’s supposed to be free BECAUSE I FUCKING ENLISTED NOT BECAUSE SOME OFFICER DECIDES I DESERVE IT!

The worst part about the Corps is that people at home are so proud of you, which means that you can never, ever, tell them the truth about it.  Even if you could, people simply cannot understand without being here themselves.

I feel like the Marine Corps was meant to be better than this.  I feel like it’s a punishment for young men who are immature, and arrogant.  The ones who learn their lesson get out and make something of themselves while the ones who don’t learn either stay in and never learn how to not be a douche bag or get out and suck at life.

Honestly, I’d happily die today or have Mayans rip my heart out and sacrifice me to their sun god if it meant not waking up tomorrow and being in the United States Marine Corps.

– Kyle_bagget3000

The Perfect Scapegoat

To Semper Huh and ExMotard, I and most likely many others appreciate your candor. I’ve been out for four years now, and still remember my “epiphany.” I realized after about the two-year mark that greatness comes from within and the Corps, quite simply, was a monstrous impediment to my social, mental, emotional, and intellectual health. While this may seem melodramatic, consider the alternative: relying on another person or institution to extract virtues that already exist isn’t always successful.

Don’t get me wrong- tutoring, mentoring, and instruction are great things. But the institutional logic that exists within the Corps reinforces the identity of the Marine without truly making him better. Unless you were some kind of social reject, orphan, or juvenile delinquent, the Corps can’t offer much with regard to basic life skills. The training is rudimentary, while the drudgery of what I call the “existential upkeep” that Marines are expected to do is just too much for a normal, well-adjusted person to accept. I also noticed that the reason the USMC fosters such a zealous atmosphere is because its morale hangs by a thread on a daily basis. Incessant talks about motivation aren’t necessary if a unit is already motivated. It’s also important to note that Marine officers live very different lives from the enlisted. I would venture to say that the observations made on this site would come as quite a surprise to officers. I don’t blame officers for feeling this way, and I’m sure most of the hostility enlisted Marines have for them stems from plain, good old-fashioned envy. Hate them all you want, but officers were smart enough not to enlist. They get better pay, more freedom, and have more resources and training invested into them.

Now for the good news. I used to be a bit embarrassed to say I was a Marine, and it’s not because I failed at it. If anything, it failed me. I did a 4 year contract, served a year in Iraq, earned my Bachelors while I was in, and honorably discharged as a Sgt.  But I am fairly nonchalant about my service. It’s really no big deal because civilians work hard every day and don’t expect to be adored just for wiping their asses. And now that I’m out, I wouldn’t discourage someone from joining as long as they understood that they themselves are responsible for their own contract, conduct and decisions. If they know there is NOTHING in the world they can do to change the madness, they may come out of it okay. I’m still reaping the VA and GI Bill benefits, so it was a good decision for me. But I have serious doubts about the mental stability, moral grounding and competence of enlisted lifers. They aren’t bad people. They’re just a product of their environment.

Most Marines are basically “tourists”. They stroll around base for 3 1/2 years just to get a feel for the military culture. So I recommend that if you join the Corps, you do so within the context of a bizarre sociological experiment. I entered boot camp with a very serious and solemn tone because I really wanted to improve myself and excel. But I left the front gates at Lejeune laughing my ass off because everything I did in the Corps I could have done on my own. Tourists have the luxury of grabbing the proverbial bag of popcorn and just watching the show. I didn’t do that, unfortunately. I believed that the Corps would eventually deliver on its pledge to cultivating me into a better person. It never did. I recommend young people to just mind their own business and do their time if they’re a tourist. Employers don’t care that I was a Sgt, so I could’ve remained a LCPL and had a much better time. While I still ridiculed my superiors and mocked them, there was always this lingering responsibility I had that never went away. I think what drives Marines to promote in their first contract is vanity. No one remembers my name from 4 years ago and no one cares.

In other words, I was bought cheap.  LCPL is the best enlisted rank that offers the least amount of effort for the most return. You get to laugh at the debacles, poor leadership and stupidity, and if something goes wrong it’s not your fault. The second-best rank is SGT. Being a Corporal kind of blows.

A lot of people join the Corps for the bragging rights, which I think is just selling out to its undeserved reputation. So they leave the Corps with greater confidence and conveniently “forget” that they’re leaving because it’s overrated. If it wasn’t, they would still be Marines. Plus, that EGA tattoo isn’t coming off for a while, so they might as well just shine it on. But the lifers are dead serious about their profession, or at least they should be if they want to keep their careers. I’ve found that an enlisted lifer working on his career is like a toddler playing with his toys; both take their respective activities very seriously and believe that what they’re doing at that moment is the most important thing in the world. Take away his toys (or for the Marine, threaten his career or credibility), and all hell breaks loose. But at the end of the day, not a lot is accomplished. And then they get up the next day and do it all over again. They don’t see the futility of it all, but it gives them something to do and have been made to believe they are important. While I’ve heard tons of people talk about how awful the life of LCPLs and below are, I believe that enlisted lifers are the most miserable and disillusioned bastards in the USMC. Those who aren’t discouraged are blissfully ignorant. They believed with every beat of their hearts that one day they would be able to rise above the turmoil and struggle of the Corps, but it’s an anti-climactic “victory.” Every job has a changeover in bullshit with regard to promotions; but the USMC’s bullshit is epically infuriating for a sane individual.  Even if they promote to E9, lifers spend over 15 years getting to it just so they can drive a desk and watch LCPLs clean out their trash. I believe that it’s not worth it. There is no light at the end of the tunnel until you EAS.  I do believe in worthy careers, though- I’m pursuing mine. So the point is not that we should all just give up and live in some kind of fatalistic world where nothing has any purpose. Quite the contrary. It’s that we need to determine what we’ll get out of an organization before throwing ourselves into it.

Some may argue that I’m just being hateful. It’s not that at all. It’s that once a lifer retires, he has little or no career prospects. His legacy is being a Marine, and little else. While there are exceptions to this, enlisted retirees are generally relegated to working for the electric company, driving a taxi, pool cleaning company or short order cook. Tell me, why would I want to do this?  Their best years are behind them. It’s kind of like a protracted reign similar to the glory days of high school. And once it’s over, he’s discarded into the private sector. Most don’t have a college degree, and many are shuffled around to shops different from their MOS. Enlisted lifers are usually glorified supervisors who have lost their job skills. I’m just being truthful. A handful become GS workers and are able to make gobs of money, but there are only so many slots available. To put it mildly, enlisted lifers got on the wrong career track and are stuck with having to watch officers move on to achieve bigger and better things. That’s just the way it is.

I don’t think all enlisted lifers are lazy. I think they’re burdened with an SOP that has been 2 steps forward and 1 step back for too long, and it’s designed that way to keep the animals occupied. In Iraq, my unit was a MACHINE. Nearly everything went smoothly, and when obstacles appeared, they disappeared with innovation and teamwork because there was a real mission at stake. But the very moment I stepped back on CONUS soil, the silly and infuriating games began. You can only imagine my anger. It was like, “Shit, I’m back. I could’ve just remained on deployment for the rest of my contract.” So I got off the USMC treadmill because an inefficient template for policy, regulations and the overall mission results in protracted success (if any at all). It was just more of the same, regardless of the unit.

The bulk of tourists EAS because they know there is something fundamentally wrong with it. The word I used in the first paragraph is “normal,” and I used that term deliberately. If even half of the enlisted lifers I saw were in their right minds, that would be a very generous concession. But to remain and embrace such a dysfunctional environment requires a bit of insanity and/or desperation. And I’m not talking about the “Ha ha, Marines are so zany and wild with their silly and fun antics.” Instead, I saw serious indications of obsessive compulsives, narcissists, manic depressives and co-dependents. Don’t forget the sadists. Their environment is driving them insane. There is no way on this planet that the Marine Corps environment can pass as “normal.”

I realize that many a motivator might want to respond to this last assertion by defending the chaos of the Marine Corps as a prerequisite for sound training and mental preparation in combat. That’s a very creative rationale, but I call bullshit on it: smelly, sanctimonious, and self-deluding bullshit. On paper, Marines ply their trade and hone their craft with training, but that doesn’t happen in reality. Instead, it is the image of the Marine Corps that is
polished and maintained for the public to observe, and that requires time-consuming formalities that ultimately precludes additional mission-oriented training. The result is that every Marine that goes home for leave is a walking advertisement for the USMC, and each one that discharges is expected to live by the pledge of “Once a Marine, Always a Marine.” Allow me to call that last adage what for it is: a cheap form of guilt inducement designed to keep you from criticizing the Corps. What other military organization focuses its theme on permanent (though unofficial) membership? None that I can think of.

SNCOs aren’t entirely stupid. They know who is going to stick around and who isn’t, and they give preferential treatment to the motivators (even if their performance is woefully lacking). The moment they discover you’re getting out, you’ve been blacklisted. The only thing that virtually  guarantees that you’ll be taken care of in the USMC is whether or not you’re “in.” “Are you in, or are you out? That is the million dollar question. Are you going to make a career out of this, or not? If so, then welcome to the brotherhood. If you get a DUI, we’ll do our best to suppress it because we don’t want to ruin your career. But if you’re not in, well you can just bugger off and die (but not until we freeze your pay and demote you). Semper Fi, Devil Dog. Semper Fi.”

Thank you for reading, I know it was lengthy.

I’m just going to say this joining the marine corps was one of the stupidest mistakes I ever made.

I’m just going to say this joining the marine corps was one of the stupidest mistakes I ever made. I enlisted as an 3531 Transpo in 2006. I was doing pretty good, made some friends, hell i even made lcpl ahead of schedule. then comes my deployment. another battalion was short some marines so i was transferred to a new battalion with a bunch of marines i did not know. keep in mind 3531 is not a “combat” mos so you do have to deal with female “superiors.” i transferred in and assigned to the motor pool requisition platoon. this ghetto taco bending ho from the bronx or some shit was my sqd ldr. now im a smoker, so whenever i got done with work me and my buddies would go for a smoke. This slut was always getting into our shit because she was a cpl and me my buddies were lcpls and below. she would bitch and moan about how we shouldn’t smoke in the motor pool and for the most part we brushed her off. (she was one of only three females in the plt.) the funniest thing though was when one of the female marines which was ok by our standards walked up to us and said she saw our sqd. ldr having sex with the motor pool sergeant on more than one occaision. we laughed our asses off. our sqd ldr. next day had me and 3 other marines njp’ed “for all of you that dont know what that means it means shit duty for supposedly leaving some doors unlocked at night. ps were on a heavily guarded base and our gunny was the one who unlocked them . fortunately the deployment went on without incident except for the bitch making sergeant “go figure” by then i was on my way out of the latrine corps. currently im no longer in this sick fraternity and im going to college ‘at least something good came out of it” and taking rotc hopefully where i can earn a commission in the united states army and never again have to serve along side the marines of 2nd Bat. 5th “marines” And for all you kids believing those semper lies from the recruiters or the video games or any of that shit heres a bit of info the marines are full of idiots just like you so dont worry you should be able to fit in. just don’t get scared when you have to suck a cock or two to get forward in the marines cpl. disinfranchised usmc 2006-2010

Paying Off the Taliban

Let me say first off that I took no pleasure in writing this; I actually spent in excess of 12 hours writing this because I couldn’t look at what I’d written without getting mad and having to leave.  I hate remembering this day, and sometimes I wish I could forget it.  But these events are what taught me the truth about the Marine Corps, and this truth must be known.

I spent May – Dec of 2010 in that lovely part of the world otherwise known as Afghanistan.  During my time there I spent a considerable portion of it on the Headquarters Co. Guard Force, a less-than desirable duty, but such is life.  One of the duties of the Guard was to post security to the security on a small Hesco “Schoolhouse” at the south end of the base, for the weekly “Shura” meetings.   During these meetings local Afghanis would meet with the company clerks, and would be hired to dig wells, fill sand bags, pick up trash around the outside of the base, and whatever other mundane tasks they could think of to shovel cash into the Afghani economy.  Once the tasks had been fulfilled, the Afghanis would return to the next Shura to receive their payment.

At any rate, I was on post one day in mid-July, when a member of my section approached me, and told me that there was a document being circulated around the base saying that we were paying the Taliban.  Naturally I was waiting for the punch line to some ridiculous joke, but my comrade didn’t smile.  He continued to tell me that this document – which was written and signed by the Battalion Commander, and hidden behind a Secret security clearance – said that it had come to the attention of the Battalion Commander that after the weekly Shura meetings, the Taliban would arrive at the door of the locals we had hired, threaten their lives and the lives of their families for working with the Americans, and then the Taliban would take the money we had paid the locals as payment for allowing the locals to live.

At first I was doubtful, as I’m sure most anyone would be upon hearing such news. It didn’t sound like the “Honor Courage Commitment” mantra that the Corps had taken every opportunity to drill into my head since boot camp; but I could see the seriousness in his voice.  I didn’t want to believe him, but I was plagued by the thought that “he might be right”.

Two days later I was tasked to help clean the company office tent after hours.  During the course of cleaning I noticed that 1st Sgt’s desk had papers scattered all over it, and I went to tidy it up.  And there it was: Secret Security clearance, Battalion Commander’s name and signature at the bottom, sitting right on the 1st Sgt’s desk.  As I read it I realized that I hadn’t been lied to.  I wish I could remember it verbatim, but the letter described the Shura meetings for those who weren’t familiar with them; then continued describing how our Afghani employees were being relieved of their earnings by the Taliban under pain of death, and then the letter said the one line I will never forget, it said that there would be no changes in policy made and no action taken because “Under the current conditions, the Taliban in the area are remaining peaceful.”

As I read that, any faith I may have had in the Marine Corps was lost.  I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing.  To paraphrase “We’re not going to stop holding these Shura meetings, because if we stop indirectly funding the Taliban they might get upset!”  Wouldn’t that just be horrible, if the people we are supposed to be killing were to get upset?  I don’t know how I would sleep at night knowing that the Taliban was mad at me!

But let’s go ahead and take this a step farther: what do you suppose the Taliban would be buying with all of our money?  I would say guns, bullets and explosives are probably on the shopping list somewhere.  Now who do you suppose those guns, bullets and explosives are being used against?  U.S. Service members maybe?  So we have the Marines serving the Marine Corps, the Marine Corps paying the Taliban, and the Taliban killing the Marines.  That makes the Marine Corps effectively the legitimate face of a terrorist organization, and every Marine, myself included, is an accessory to murder.  Knowing that, is there anyone out there who could look me in the eye and tell me that the military is a noble profession?  Anyone at all?

When I finished reading, I put the papers away and left without a word.  To this day my only regret is that I didn’t take that paper with me.  Without that document I have no evidence, and anyone who reads this can call me a liar, and I can do nothing to refute their claim.  But I hope – despite the fact that emotion doesn’t show well through written words – that the sincerity of my words rings through, so that you may know as I do, the truth about the U.S. Marine Corps.

My story is now told. There is nothing more that I can do.

Bless me Father, for I am sin; as are all who wear the uniform of a Marine.


Safety and Peace