Awesome Vet’s Message to a Master Guns

This was written by K (Owner of www.FleetMarineLife.com) in response to a post a Master Guns wrote trolling on my website.  Thanks K.

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MGuns, I just want to say that I will never ever re-enlist in the Marine Corps even if my life depended on it. The Marine Corps is the most inefficient, disorganized, unnecessary, bureaucratic organization run by a bunch of self-serving, arrogant, masochist, egotistical, hypocritical, retarded, ignorant, racist, power-hungry fascist assholes such as yourself. As a free man, I wake up everyday knowing that I’m not oppressed by someone who is so insecure about themselves that they have a need to fill some sick masochist urge to belittle, insult, degrade and even dehumanize those that they were sworn to serve. As a Staff NCO, you should know better than to use your own junior Marines purely for your own self gratification.

Now, you are here on a website created by the hatred of a former Marine who was used, abused and misused. His hatred and disgust of the current state of the Marine Corps was so deep and so vast that he was compelled to create a website venting his anger toward the organization which he once admired so much that he would give his life for it.

Now, you are here insulting us and calling us “whiners” and “pussies.” To be honest, you’re probably one of those Staff NCOs that don’t know what he’s doing. The kind that has never deployed but instead would rather work the system so that he’s in the rear doing the easy shit, out of harm’s way and in the comfort of the amenities of America. The kind that would yell at his juniors when asked a simple question for fear of revealing to them that he is incompetent. The kind that would put himself and his buddies first than his junior Marines. The kind that would punish his junior Marines because a good job wasn’t a good job because you didn’t get an award. The kind that would hold down good Marines just because you felt like it. The kind that would sleep with his junior Marines just because you could. The kind that would bow down to the insane orders of his superiors. The kind that would keep doing the wrong thing over and over again with the belief that you’re right. The kind who runs a “paper” PFT because passing a PFT is beyond one’s grasp. The kind who is overweight yet feels that he is in the right to correct other fat Marines.

Your “dedication of the mission” probably consists of you sitting on your ass all day, watching television in your office, going on youtube while you bark out nonsensical orders. You’re the kind of Staff NCO that would work his men like slaves so that you can chase some stupid medal to advance your career. Your men do all the work and you get all the credit.

You’re the kind of Staff NCO that would rather spend his time insulting us former disgruntled Marines, that you have helped to create, than to actually fix the problems that create disgruntled Marines. I bet this is one of the many ways you get your “masochist fix.” I bet after you retire, you’ll linger around the local PX to yell at current Marines. You won’t know anything outside of the Marine Corps because you’ll be too old and too stupid to know anything else.

Your men probably don’t respect you. Most likely, they secretly hate you but you are so full of yourself that you would believe that your Marines are “in awe” of you. If you were dying, they would unanimously agree to leave you to die and then tell the higher ups that there was nothing anyone can do.

If I was in the Marine Corps for another term, I probably wouldn’t be able to take it. All the injustices, all the immorality, all the selfishness, all the backstabbing, all the stupidity, all the inefficiency, all the arrogance, the list goes on and on. I told myself that I don’t need to take all this suffering. I can do better than this and with that idea, I got out honorably. For those still in the Marine Corps and want to get out, my hat goes off to you. It’s a hard journey but the light at the end of the tunnel is there and it is called the Post 9/11 GI Bill. You just have to walk toward it one day at a time.

I want you to know that I am glad that I am no longer part of this disorganization. The day I held my DD214, my eyes watered up. I knew that I was now a free man. Free to speak, free from stupid rules, free from oppression, free to be, free free FREE!!! So free that I can finally say what has always been on my mind… FUCK YOU MASTER GUNS!

  • Wow…everything in this post is exactly what the Marine Corps is about. It’s almost scary. Thank you, K. My day is officially brightened. 🙂

  • Anonymous

    Boohoo.  I’m sure the Corps is devastated by your non-presence.  Just devastated.

    • KINGHENRY

      No body cares

    • DerkaDerpa

      Just as much as it will be devastated by your presence.

  • MichaelZWilliamson

    Boohoo.  I’m sure the Corps is devastated by your non-presence.  Just devastated.

    • KINGHENRY

      No body cares

    • DerkaDerpa

      Just as much as it will be devastated by your presence.

  • guesswho@yahoo.com

    Wow.  You know what’s so sad is the fact that K is absolutely 100% right.  Especially about that part about how we all used to admire it so much.  The reason people don’t make those improvements to the Marine Corps is because no one cares.  They’re content.  They’ll stay in, never change, never get an education, stay a piece of shit, be racist, be arrogant, achieve nothing in life, and why?  Because to improve themselves would require effort, and in the Marine Corps, hell, in the military period, you don’t have to give effort.  You can be and stay an insecure egotistical douche bag and never have to make any REAL, life decisions.  And you can keep people, like me, who have potential to do better, down all you want.  But one day we’re going to get out and become successful at something that amounts to way more that 3 stripes up, two stripes down, cross rifles in the center.  And the tragedy will be that the ones who got out were the ones with the key to making the Marine Corps a better place.

  • guesswho@yahoo.com

    Wow.  You know what’s so sad is the fact that K is absolutely 100% right.  Especially about that part about how we all used to admire it so much.  The reason people don’t make those improvements to the Marine Corps is because no one cares.  They’re content.  They’ll stay in, never change, never get an education, stay a piece of shit, be racist, be arrogant, achieve nothing in life, and why?  Because to improve themselves would require effort, and in the Marine Corps, hell, in the military period, you don’t have to give effort.  You can be and stay an insecure egotistical douche bag and never have to make any REAL, life decisions.  And you can keep people, like me, who have potential to do better, down all you want.  But one day we’re going to get out and become successful at something that amounts to way more that 3 stripes up, two stripes down, cross rifles in the center.  And the tragedy will be that the ones who got out were the ones with the key to making the Marine Corps a better place.

  • mmafan3 .

    Yup..This hit the nail on the head.

  • Chris

    I had a much better experience than this, but can name a few upwardly mobile SNCOs where were complete turds. One was a chain smoking SSgt who couldn’t do much of anything. One day at 1700 he and his buddy in the S-3 were leaving the building in PT clothes. My SSgt said, ‘what are you doing?’ and with a guilty smile the reply was, ‘PFT.’ He was a GySgt shortly after.

    The sentiment in this is right. The light at the end of the tunnel is the Post-9/11 GI Bill, and we have to continue to fight for those benefits. WWI vets were beaten down by the National Guard, and because of them, WWII vets got the MGIB. Those WWII vets were complacent in fighting for veterans’ rights, which is why the Vietnam & early Gulf War vets were still using that same program. When I got out the MGIB gave me enough to go to community college and maybe finish at a state school. When I transitioned to the Post-9/11, there was no more stress about when my money came in, or how much I’d have to come up with on my end (you know, because, according to everyone, we “get” money; not that we earned it, or had money taken out of our pay for it).