I was born and raised on the west coast of our beautiful United States and have lived here my entire life (outside of my time as an infantry Marine with 3/3 in Hawaii). While the best coast is blessed with much less hurricane-y weather than our opposite end, devastating wildfires in Oregon and California are par for the course ’round these parts.
Between Twentynine Palms and Camp Pendleton, California is home to more Marines than any other state in the union. Knowing this, it seems like a missed opportunity to use their god-
forsaken-given powers to fight these natural disasters.
If it aint raining, Marines aint training. Not by choice, of course, it just happens to rain everywhere Marines train. This is a natural phenomenon much like a desert mirage, or POG’s getting promoted to Corporal after like a year in the fleet. Send grunts out to the field, you’re guaranteed to get some rain.
After all, how else would they train?