Dead on!
From my experience, the more elite of the US military would be less likely to get into a fight, but the same can be said for any well trained martial artist. When you've gone through any really tough training, and pushed your mind and body beyond all your preconcieved limits, you realize you only have to prove things to yourself. Most people that talk shit are trying to convince everyone else that there hard, because they don't believe it themselves. It just seems like overcompensation. And the military attracts all kinds of people and now takes a lot of the wrong kind, because manning levels are so low and they can't afford to be as choosey as they used to. It sounds like the jerk deserved a beetin.
I had some army puke step over the line with my wife at her last duty station. I really don't care what people say to me, but if you mess with my family, I'm out for blood. I beat his ass in the office of their command, and the next day when the Colonel found out and called me into his office with that jerk, I pulled my dress blues out of the closet and went on in. When the guy saw me come in, it looked like he pissed his pants. When the Colonel found out what started the fight, the army pfc got 45 days restriction and I got a handshake and a thank you.
From my experience, the more elite of the US military would be less likely to get into a fight, but the same can be said for any well trained martial artist. When you've gone through any really tough training, and pushed your mind and body beyond all your preconcieved limits, you realize you only have to prove things to yourself. Most people that talk shit are trying to convince everyone else that there hard, because they don't believe it themselves. It just seems like overcompensation. And the military attracts all kinds of people and now takes a lot of the wrong kind, because manning levels are so low and they can't afford to be as choosey as they used to. It sounds like the jerk deserved a beetin.
I had some army puke step over the line with my wife at her last duty station. I really don't care what people say to me, but if you mess with my family, I'm out for blood. I beat his ass in the office of their command, and the next day when the Colonel found out and called me into his office with that jerk, I pulled my dress blues out of the closet and went on in. When the guy saw me come in, it looked like he pissed his pants. When the Colonel found out what started the fight, the army pfc got 45 days restriction and I got a handshake and a thank you.
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