Originally Posted by
Rob.Singer
I have to smile and do enjoy the comments here folks! But to keep the amusement on track--especially for V, who genuinely seems confused--here's some help. It probably won't resonate much but at least it'll provide me a chance to go down memory lane.
First, (and it may be somewhat different today) MI training starts right here in Az. at the Army's Ft. Huachuca. "Basic Training" for you draft dodgers. You do not learn to kill first here--its all about self-defense. After that, depending on your scores, the fun starts. You can simply accept an assignment, put in for assignments, quit the program, or apply for advanced study & training. I did well, so the DoD accepted my request for the Advanced Program and shipped my ass to Camp Peary, where I spent 8 months (2 in classrooms and 6 in brutal mental & physical training). You are fully trained in all aspects of survival (used) explosives (never used) sniper rifle use and spotting (never used) spoofing, and yes MrV, killing (used twice). And the mental training part of the program is not for those with any weaknesses upstairs. Period. This is where all CIA agents are trained. I was not a "spy".
My assignments were all overseas, in some of the world's biggest shitholes. I gathered intelligence, worked counter-intelligence, coordinated and planned, performed but did not lead interrogations, and supported CIA-led operations. And MrV, there was very little combat involved. When I was deployed it was with the understanding that my job was that of an MI Agent--not Officer. I qualified for this special program status working directly for the DoD, and I accepted it.
I lasted 10 years before I went into the private sector (aerospace). That was the requirement for the pension I wanted to secure. The unforeseen added plus at the time to all this was learning to keep fit both mentally and physically right on up thru today, at 74-1/2. I attribute my overall excellent fitness and continued sharp mental acuity as well as my success in respecting the woman I married--enuf to have just celebrated our 45 anniversary up in Colorado--to the extreme effort I put in as a young man in the program. I've had a very chaotic life up until I retired from career work at 50, which is why I've thoroughly enjoyed this online arguing, the two-way insults, and seeing how many of the little people respond to certain button-pushing. This is relaxing stuff for me.
I'm not your typical gambling forum rat, am I. But I've always enjoyed the white trash game of video poker. I love the hate. So lets have some! But I won't be responding. Spin it/twist it, make goofy comments. You guys do it to my realities all the time.
Give it a 9-1/2 out of 10 in effort! Just fire away :)