Terminal Lance #436 “Fraud, Waste and Abuse”

This is why we can’t have nice things.

Chemlights, otherwise known as glowsticks, are an integral part of training and field operations for Marines. Seriously, we use the damn things all the time. They’re handy for marking trails, cleared areas, Marines, and really just about anything else you can think of.

Random chemlight storytime:

When I was in Iraq in 2007, we were about 10 minutes from embarking on a night patrol into Zaidon. Another Marine in my platoon, and a good friend, walked up to me and sprayed chemlight juice all over me. Honestly I thought it was pretty funny, until my section leader came up to him and said “You realize we’re about go on a combat patrol at night, you fucking idiot.”

Of all the confusing and strange safety briefs Marines have to sit through prior to being unleashed on a typical long weekend, the course on “Fraud, Waste, and Abuse” is probably the most confusing and irrelevant to the average infantry Marine. You sit there, mouth agape at a bunch of DOD terminology that you don’t care about, learning about a concept over the course of 4 hours that could literally be described as shortly as “don’t let Marines waste resources.”

In all actuality, I don’t really have that much to add to this comic, I just thought it was a funny joke. I’m also kind of under the weather, as I ingested some angry spirit in my spaghetti last night. My gastrointestinal system is not fond of me at the moment.

I feel like lately I haven’t been getting too personal with things in the same way that I used to. Sometimes I also feel like every comic strip needs to be 10x funnier than the last one and provide some profound commentary satire on the state of being in the military.

Of course, that’s ridiculous.

Sometimes I just do comics because I think they’re funny.