If you believed the illusion of going home on leave, you’d think being a Marine is a glorious task gifted from the gods. You come home for the first time in that new uniform, with a tight haircut and a fresh shave with a splash of Cobra 65 and you’d think you actually were some kind of a hero. Little does your family and high school sweetheart know, you haven’t really done much of anything besides pass the fuck out on the Reaper hike and get a thermometer shoved up your asshole by an eager Corpsman.
Still, we all keep the myth alive. Don’t get me wrong, you do occasionally do some pretty neat shit. I’ve fired all kinds of rockets and machine-guns, and I’ve flown on helicopters across the vast deserts of the middle east in enemy territory. But this generally remains about 1% of the job. For some, that 1% is enough to make up for the 99% of mundanity and general all-around awfulness.
For the others, there’s always the Post 9/11 GI Bill.
On a side note, don’t freak out about the color, I’m just messing around with it. Well, there’s a lot more color content coming soon, but I can’t talk about it yet… If you follow TL on Instagram, you’ll probably come across some of the work in progress over here posted to the story. Stay tuned for more TL!