Cherchez La Vérité

ah peace. no shouting, no yelling of instructions, just the nice humming of the computer monitor, and the mad laughter of my colleagues in the background. you know on hindsight, it's really interesting how the army works. it's probably the one of the few places where frankness is practiced and its perfectly ok to be politically incorrect... got a bone to pick with someone?

the working world: gee joe, maybe you shouldnt do it this way, is there anyway we could improve on it?

the army world: PRIVATE JOE YA MAGGOT YOU! WHAT DA @#$! YA THINK YA DOING? YOU'RE LOOKING AT 7 STRAIGHT CONFINEMENTS CHAO !@#$ $%^ (sounds like: cheese pie)

In a way this frankness sorta makes things a lot more efficient, and people do things a lot more faster than they would if they weren't shouted at. But of course its not always the case la, not everyone is mean and foul mouthed. in the office, its very much like the civilian world. rank doesn't really matter now, and we talk freely with each other, putting aside ranks. i guess on the ground when you're dealing with soldiers who have to fight, segregation between the ranks is necessary, in case you get too friendly with your platoon commander. it's a lot harder to follow orders from someone you're chums with. and when you're put in the heat of the battle, questioning orders really doesnt improve your chances of survival.

it's something i've been thinking about the army...wondering what it would be like if the outside world was run like it was here....oh well toodaloo,...

posted by gabriel @ 11:46:00 AM