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I'm making a point of posting this for our younger members and parents of teens, and young adults who might be considering or persuaded into joining the military.
Back some 30 years ago, I was in the Army. Things were bad, but nothing as bad as what is happening today.
"...after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’
This news article got special attention because the victim was an American born Muslim, but this sort of thing unfortunately is prevalent. Also, just be aware that not providing the correct answer (what they want to hear) when asked regarding religious affiliation will often put a recruit at even further risk, regardless of what they claim the rules, what is legal, etc, to be.
Just be real well informed, NOT LIED TO BY RECRUITERS, if you are dead set on joining the military.
This is not training. This sort of systematic abuse, actually TORTURE, will create serious life long psychological problems and ruin one's physical health as well.
Given the Jewish domination of the media, endless TV commercials, magazine ads, movies, etc, focus on promoting insanity, mental illness, prescription drug addiction and related. "Call your doctor" "Ask your doctor." Incessantly repeated to imbed this into your mind and soul.
Now, in addition to our youth being pushed into addictive prescription drugs by Jewish doctors, being exposed to sick garbage being pushed on young minds in many of the schools, what is happening in the military to our youth is abominable.
Civilization is breaking down...
This is not just one. I told a coworker not to join the Army. This was back in the late 90s. He wrote me and told me I was right. He eventually got out on an early discharge due to physical disability. He was most relieved to have gotten out.
Recently, another young man who joined the Navy who is a Satanist, got out after just a couple of weeks into training.
Also, for those of you who are veterans or ext military, please bear in mind what is going on today is for the most part very different from say, the "Brown Boot" Army, etc. Times have changed...
The article from the link below is exceptionally long. Just note the excerpts I have from it below and if you are even considering joining, THINK REAL HARD!
https://mobile.nytimes.com/2017/07/06/m ... rines.html
‘‘I feel like they’re really good at lying,’’ says the lance corporal, who was sold on the corps by recruiting videos that presented the Marines as ‘‘badasses’’ on humanitarian missions to save refugees or deliver food and water."
The rest of the intake process, known as ‘‘receiving,’’ follows over the next few days: buzz cuts, boots, uniforms, shots. They are given physical-fitness tests, fed what most describe as truly awful food and ordered to perform seemingly meaningless tasks, like standing at attention while holding their heavy gear in front of them until their arms give out, or sitting cross-legged and motionless on the floor for hours. Some Marines I interviewed recalled being kept awake for nearly two days after arriving. ‘‘All you can think about is sleep,’’ one said. ‘‘Those are the main tools: fear and sleep deprivation.’’
(The above is the normal and usual). The cross legged probably replaced the standing for hours (toe to the other person's heel in front of you), as too many would faint. Drill Sargents always warned about not locking the knees out. The above like I said is usual though. Read on...
Since 2014, there have been 24 official hazing investigations on Parris Island, half of them substantiated. There is a perspective on the base ‘‘that somehow you can make a better Marine by beating the shit out of him,’’
"In 2005, a film crew from a South Carolina TV station inadvertently caught a terrified-looking recruit named Jason Tharp being hit by a drill instructor at the Parris Island pool. The following day, Tharp drowned during water-survival training; his drill instructor was charged with negligent homicide (and later acquitted).
2011, a Parris Island drill instructor was sent to the brig for more than a year after he was found guilty of ordering one of his recruits to record a video of himself masturbating on the D.I.’s cellphone.
The next year, a trainee received second- and third-degree burns to his buttocks requiring skin grafts after his drill instructor ordered him ‘‘to perform unauthorized exercises under an upside-down laundry bin on a floor covered in bleach,’’ according to Marine Corps documents. The D.I. was court-martialed in 2014, having been turned in by his senior D.I., who himself would later be court-martialed for ordering his platoon into the showers and making them run in place, while thickening the air by pouring bleach down the drain. After these stories broke, some Marines recalled the routine nature of such punishments and how infrequently they were ever brought to light. ‘‘Reporting it would have gotten nowhere,’’ a onetime Parris Island recruit, who claimed that he was made to scrub the floors with pure bleach, wrote in a Reddit thread in 2014. ‘‘I saw too much other stuff get swept under the rug.’’
"The Beaufort Gazette in February 2015 revealed a ‘‘staggering level of misconduct and recruit abuse,’’ with recruits reporting that they were choked, kicked and punched in the face, and that they had their heads slammed against walls."
On March 17, Platoon 3042 received instruction on Marine Corps mixed-martial-arts punching techniques. According to the Marines’ report, recruits in Lima Company were instructed to throw a ‘‘flurry of punches’’ as hard as they could, and not to listen to their instructors’ directions but instead ‘‘just to keep punching.’’ It was routine, recruits later said, for their drill instructors to pair bigger or stronger recruits against the weaker or poorly performing recruits. During the March 17 drill, recruits were punched repeatedly in unprotected parts of their body, including their jaws. One sustained two broken ribs. The abuse, according to the report, caused one recruit ‘‘to cry during the event.’’ The platoonmate believed one of the targeted recruits was Raheel, but he can’t be sure. ‘‘It’s really all a blur,’’ he says. It was only Day 4. Many recruits didn’t even know one another’s names. Terror caused them to avoid making eye contact. ‘‘Lots of stuff happened while we slept,’’ he says. ‘‘Or in the dark.’’
At around 2 a.m. on March 18, Raheel woke up his bunkmate. He was in pain, he said. We’re all in pain, the other recruit told him. Two hours later, the recruits awoke and prepared to sound off before leaving for chow. Raheel pointed to his throat and silently mouthed words. When two D.I.s started yelling at him, Raheel handed one of them a note. ‘‘This recruit has to go to medical. This recruit’s throat has been swollen for three days and is getting worse,’’ it said. ‘‘This recruit also coughed blood a few times last night. And this recruit completely lost his voice and can barely whisper. This recruit’s whole neck is in a lot of pain.’’
‘‘after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’ revealed a ‘‘staggering level of misconduct and recruit abuse,’’ with recruits reporting that they were choked, kicked and punched in the face, and that they had their heads slammed against walls.
"During the day, platoons were put through the standard exhaustive physical and tactical training, interspersed with classes or informal discussions on moral courage in battle. But the real making of Marines went on at night. When darkness fell, a D.I. would sometimes dump a bottle of Gain detergent on the floor and order recruits, both hands on their wooden scrub or ‘‘scuzz’’ brushes, to run across the length of the squad bay in a bear-crawl position, an exercise that they timed and called the Indy 500. Other nights, the drill instructors would create what they called a ‘‘hurricane’’ by dumping everyone’s things on the floor, sometimes covered with detergent, sunscreen or shaving cream.
Over the months, recruits in the battalion lost consciousness, were revived and never told a soul. A few developed life-threatening rhabdomyolysis, a rapid breakdown of skeletal muscle tissue, often caused by overexertion."
"...after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’
"On July 14, 2015, Felix and several other D.I.s entered the squad bay in the middle of the night. It appeared they’d been drinking in the small office, or ‘‘D.I. hut,’’ at the far end of the barracks, where drill instructors on night duty sometimes slept. Felix was so drunk ‘‘he might not have known what he did the next day,’’ according to one member of Platoon 3054.
"Column left!’’ Felix and another D.I. marched him into the shower room, where, as Bourmeche would later tell investigators, the drill instructors turned on the water and made him do push-ups, high-knees and crunches. Then, when he was thoroughly wet, they marched him into the laundry room.
‘‘Get in the dryer.’’ Bourmeche folded his six-foot, 157-pound frame into the Speed Queen. Felix said that the Marine Corps has ‘‘a way of weeding out spies.’’ He continued: ‘‘I’m going to find out who you really are.’’ Then he closed the door.
Felix ran the dryer for half a minute and opened it.
In the squad bay, Weaver and the others, ordered out of their beds, were pushing a recruit around like a scuzz brush. They heard Bourmeche’s body thud as it hit the bottom of the dryer.
A half an hour later, it was over. Bourmeche, damp and shaken, was told to go back to the squad bay. As he was standing by his bed, a D.I. approached him. ‘‘It’s pretty effed-up what they did to you back there,’’ he said. Bourmeche agreed. ‘‘You’re not going to tell a senior drill instructor about this, though, right?’’
No, sir,’’ Bourmeche answered.
The next night, it happened again. Felix told Bourmeche to hand him his martial-arts belt. He tied Bourmeche’s shoelaces together, then took the belt, wrapped it around Bourmeche’s neck, strung it under his laces and tightened it so Bourmeche bent at the waist. ‘‘Are you a terrorist?’’ Felix held the end of the belt like a leash. He began to walk him like a dog."
"Weaver, one of the platoon’s highest-performing recruits, was shaken. During a family picnic just before his graduation, he told his parents that ‘‘crazy stuff’’ happened during training. ‘‘I can’t talk about it here,’’ he said nervously. ‘‘After we get off the island, we can talk about it.’’
Though it would be tempting to blame the allegations of abuse on a few Marines — the ‘‘few bad apples’’ theory — Raheel’s platoonmate told me that rough practices in his platoon continued long after Felix and his drill instructor team were replaced, the very next day, with another team, and after that team was later replaced with another. The message, he says, was ‘‘the D.I.s could pretty much get away with anything. Let’s say you did report something. They’d change the D.I., and what happens after that? Another D.I. who presumably was friends with the prior D.I. is going to make your life hell.’’
"He had believed the Marines was an ethical organization. Then a D.I. bashed his head against a wall for seemingly no reason."
"Suicide threats are common during the early weeks of boot camp, though how many are serious is unclear. ‘‘Everyone knows saying you’re suicidal is a ticket off Parris Island,’’ Raheel’s platoonmate says. Sickness or broken bones, on the other hand, will get a recruit a long stint in medical, after which they will simply be assigned to another company and start training all over again."
'Once, the platoonmate recalls, Felix stuffed a recruit in a footlocker. Another time, he made a recruit eat nothing but Jell-O and mashed potatoes for a few days, and threatened that if he didn’t improve, he’d have to stuff him in a locker, too. Choking recruits until they were gasping for air was common. Some of the D.I.s, the platoonmate suspected, were almost as terrified of their senior D.I. as the recruits were. One drill instructor, he recalled, became so ill that he projectile-vomited all over the squad bay while simultaneously yelling at the recruits after he himself had been screamed at by Felix moments before. ‘‘We never knew if it was blood or Gatorade, but he’s vomiting this red stuff while screaming, and we were like, What is going on?’’
If you want to be strong, trained, etc, go to a gym regularly, join Martial Arts classes, take up gymnastics, learn about weapons, take training, but STAY OUT of the military.
No one has a spare mind or spare body and we cannot hit the rewind button on our lives.
High Priestess Maxine Dietrich
www.joyofsatan.org
Back some 30 years ago, I was in the Army. Things were bad, but nothing as bad as what is happening today.
"...after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’
This news article got special attention because the victim was an American born Muslim, but this sort of thing unfortunately is prevalent. Also, just be aware that not providing the correct answer (what they want to hear) when asked regarding religious affiliation will often put a recruit at even further risk, regardless of what they claim the rules, what is legal, etc, to be.
Just be real well informed, NOT LIED TO BY RECRUITERS, if you are dead set on joining the military.
This is not training. This sort of systematic abuse, actually TORTURE, will create serious life long psychological problems and ruin one's physical health as well.
Given the Jewish domination of the media, endless TV commercials, magazine ads, movies, etc, focus on promoting insanity, mental illness, prescription drug addiction and related. "Call your doctor" "Ask your doctor." Incessantly repeated to imbed this into your mind and soul.
Now, in addition to our youth being pushed into addictive prescription drugs by Jewish doctors, being exposed to sick garbage being pushed on young minds in many of the schools, what is happening in the military to our youth is abominable.
Civilization is breaking down...
This is not just one. I told a coworker not to join the Army. This was back in the late 90s. He wrote me and told me I was right. He eventually got out on an early discharge due to physical disability. He was most relieved to have gotten out.
Recently, another young man who joined the Navy who is a Satanist, got out after just a couple of weeks into training.
Also, for those of you who are veterans or ext military, please bear in mind what is going on today is for the most part very different from say, the "Brown Boot" Army, etc. Times have changed...
The article from the link below is exceptionally long. Just note the excerpts I have from it below and if you are even considering joining, THINK REAL HARD!
https://mobile.nytimes.com/2017/07/06/m ... rines.html
‘‘I feel like they’re really good at lying,’’ says the lance corporal, who was sold on the corps by recruiting videos that presented the Marines as ‘‘badasses’’ on humanitarian missions to save refugees or deliver food and water."
The rest of the intake process, known as ‘‘receiving,’’ follows over the next few days: buzz cuts, boots, uniforms, shots. They are given physical-fitness tests, fed what most describe as truly awful food and ordered to perform seemingly meaningless tasks, like standing at attention while holding their heavy gear in front of them until their arms give out, or sitting cross-legged and motionless on the floor for hours. Some Marines I interviewed recalled being kept awake for nearly two days after arriving. ‘‘All you can think about is sleep,’’ one said. ‘‘Those are the main tools: fear and sleep deprivation.’’
(The above is the normal and usual). The cross legged probably replaced the standing for hours (toe to the other person's heel in front of you), as too many would faint. Drill Sargents always warned about not locking the knees out. The above like I said is usual though. Read on...
Since 2014, there have been 24 official hazing investigations on Parris Island, half of them substantiated. There is a perspective on the base ‘‘that somehow you can make a better Marine by beating the shit out of him,’’
"In 2005, a film crew from a South Carolina TV station inadvertently caught a terrified-looking recruit named Jason Tharp being hit by a drill instructor at the Parris Island pool. The following day, Tharp drowned during water-survival training; his drill instructor was charged with negligent homicide (and later acquitted).
2011, a Parris Island drill instructor was sent to the brig for more than a year after he was found guilty of ordering one of his recruits to record a video of himself masturbating on the D.I.’s cellphone.
The next year, a trainee received second- and third-degree burns to his buttocks requiring skin grafts after his drill instructor ordered him ‘‘to perform unauthorized exercises under an upside-down laundry bin on a floor covered in bleach,’’ according to Marine Corps documents. The D.I. was court-martialed in 2014, having been turned in by his senior D.I., who himself would later be court-martialed for ordering his platoon into the showers and making them run in place, while thickening the air by pouring bleach down the drain. After these stories broke, some Marines recalled the routine nature of such punishments and how infrequently they were ever brought to light. ‘‘Reporting it would have gotten nowhere,’’ a onetime Parris Island recruit, who claimed that he was made to scrub the floors with pure bleach, wrote in a Reddit thread in 2014. ‘‘I saw too much other stuff get swept under the rug.’’
"The Beaufort Gazette in February 2015 revealed a ‘‘staggering level of misconduct and recruit abuse,’’ with recruits reporting that they were choked, kicked and punched in the face, and that they had their heads slammed against walls."
On March 17, Platoon 3042 received instruction on Marine Corps mixed-martial-arts punching techniques. According to the Marines’ report, recruits in Lima Company were instructed to throw a ‘‘flurry of punches’’ as hard as they could, and not to listen to their instructors’ directions but instead ‘‘just to keep punching.’’ It was routine, recruits later said, for their drill instructors to pair bigger or stronger recruits against the weaker or poorly performing recruits. During the March 17 drill, recruits were punched repeatedly in unprotected parts of their body, including their jaws. One sustained two broken ribs. The abuse, according to the report, caused one recruit ‘‘to cry during the event.’’ The platoonmate believed one of the targeted recruits was Raheel, but he can’t be sure. ‘‘It’s really all a blur,’’ he says. It was only Day 4. Many recruits didn’t even know one another’s names. Terror caused them to avoid making eye contact. ‘‘Lots of stuff happened while we slept,’’ he says. ‘‘Or in the dark.’’
At around 2 a.m. on March 18, Raheel woke up his bunkmate. He was in pain, he said. We’re all in pain, the other recruit told him. Two hours later, the recruits awoke and prepared to sound off before leaving for chow. Raheel pointed to his throat and silently mouthed words. When two D.I.s started yelling at him, Raheel handed one of them a note. ‘‘This recruit has to go to medical. This recruit’s throat has been swollen for three days and is getting worse,’’ it said. ‘‘This recruit also coughed blood a few times last night. And this recruit completely lost his voice and can barely whisper. This recruit’s whole neck is in a lot of pain.’’
‘‘after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’ revealed a ‘‘staggering level of misconduct and recruit abuse,’’ with recruits reporting that they were choked, kicked and punched in the face, and that they had their heads slammed against walls.
"During the day, platoons were put through the standard exhaustive physical and tactical training, interspersed with classes or informal discussions on moral courage in battle. But the real making of Marines went on at night. When darkness fell, a D.I. would sometimes dump a bottle of Gain detergent on the floor and order recruits, both hands on their wooden scrub or ‘‘scuzz’’ brushes, to run across the length of the squad bay in a bear-crawl position, an exercise that they timed and called the Indy 500. Other nights, the drill instructors would create what they called a ‘‘hurricane’’ by dumping everyone’s things on the floor, sometimes covered with detergent, sunscreen or shaving cream.
Over the months, recruits in the battalion lost consciousness, were revived and never told a soul. A few developed life-threatening rhabdomyolysis, a rapid breakdown of skeletal muscle tissue, often caused by overexertion."
"...after lunch recruits were made to drink water until they vomited. Then they were made to do push-ups in their own vomit.’’
"On July 14, 2015, Felix and several other D.I.s entered the squad bay in the middle of the night. It appeared they’d been drinking in the small office, or ‘‘D.I. hut,’’ at the far end of the barracks, where drill instructors on night duty sometimes slept. Felix was so drunk ‘‘he might not have known what he did the next day,’’ according to one member of Platoon 3054.
"Column left!’’ Felix and another D.I. marched him into the shower room, where, as Bourmeche would later tell investigators, the drill instructors turned on the water and made him do push-ups, high-knees and crunches. Then, when he was thoroughly wet, they marched him into the laundry room.
‘‘Get in the dryer.’’ Bourmeche folded his six-foot, 157-pound frame into the Speed Queen. Felix said that the Marine Corps has ‘‘a way of weeding out spies.’’ He continued: ‘‘I’m going to find out who you really are.’’ Then he closed the door.
Felix ran the dryer for half a minute and opened it.
In the squad bay, Weaver and the others, ordered out of their beds, were pushing a recruit around like a scuzz brush. They heard Bourmeche’s body thud as it hit the bottom of the dryer.
A half an hour later, it was over. Bourmeche, damp and shaken, was told to go back to the squad bay. As he was standing by his bed, a D.I. approached him. ‘‘It’s pretty effed-up what they did to you back there,’’ he said. Bourmeche agreed. ‘‘You’re not going to tell a senior drill instructor about this, though, right?’’
No, sir,’’ Bourmeche answered.
The next night, it happened again. Felix told Bourmeche to hand him his martial-arts belt. He tied Bourmeche’s shoelaces together, then took the belt, wrapped it around Bourmeche’s neck, strung it under his laces and tightened it so Bourmeche bent at the waist. ‘‘Are you a terrorist?’’ Felix held the end of the belt like a leash. He began to walk him like a dog."
"Weaver, one of the platoon’s highest-performing recruits, was shaken. During a family picnic just before his graduation, he told his parents that ‘‘crazy stuff’’ happened during training. ‘‘I can’t talk about it here,’’ he said nervously. ‘‘After we get off the island, we can talk about it.’’
Though it would be tempting to blame the allegations of abuse on a few Marines — the ‘‘few bad apples’’ theory — Raheel’s platoonmate told me that rough practices in his platoon continued long after Felix and his drill instructor team were replaced, the very next day, with another team, and after that team was later replaced with another. The message, he says, was ‘‘the D.I.s could pretty much get away with anything. Let’s say you did report something. They’d change the D.I., and what happens after that? Another D.I. who presumably was friends with the prior D.I. is going to make your life hell.’’
"He had believed the Marines was an ethical organization. Then a D.I. bashed his head against a wall for seemingly no reason."
"Suicide threats are common during the early weeks of boot camp, though how many are serious is unclear. ‘‘Everyone knows saying you’re suicidal is a ticket off Parris Island,’’ Raheel’s platoonmate says. Sickness or broken bones, on the other hand, will get a recruit a long stint in medical, after which they will simply be assigned to another company and start training all over again."
'Once, the platoonmate recalls, Felix stuffed a recruit in a footlocker. Another time, he made a recruit eat nothing but Jell-O and mashed potatoes for a few days, and threatened that if he didn’t improve, he’d have to stuff him in a locker, too. Choking recruits until they were gasping for air was common. Some of the D.I.s, the platoonmate suspected, were almost as terrified of their senior D.I. as the recruits were. One drill instructor, he recalled, became so ill that he projectile-vomited all over the squad bay while simultaneously yelling at the recruits after he himself had been screamed at by Felix moments before. ‘‘We never knew if it was blood or Gatorade, but he’s vomiting this red stuff while screaming, and we were like, What is going on?’’
If you want to be strong, trained, etc, go to a gym regularly, join Martial Arts classes, take up gymnastics, learn about weapons, take training, but STAY OUT of the military.
No one has a spare mind or spare body and we cannot hit the rewind button on our lives.
High Priestess Maxine Dietrich
www.joyofsatan.org
