Coming in the Army, I didn't know what the fuck a First Sergeant or Squad Leader or CO was. Fuck. I figured I was doing good to be able to translate that 1800 was 6PM! Once I did start to figure out who the hell was who, I knew that you didn't want to piss off the First Sergeant who could ruin your life, the Squad Leader was your main boss, and the CO was the head honcho. All of them terrified me. But I also respected them and valued their opinion, and I'm just a wife. How much more must any soldier feel this about these men who are over them?
My hubby has long since passed the days of junior enlisted and has a bit more rank now, but he never forgot where he came from. I love his philosophy/rules about how to be a good NCO:
1. Never ask your men to do something you aren't willing to do yourself.
2. If a soldier needs your help, you fucking help if you can.
3. Sometimes you have to be willing to take it up the ass for one of your boys.
4. Never put yourself in a position where you can take anything from the men under you.
5. Don't ever start thinking you are better than the men you serve with.
Nice, simple set of rules that you can apply in not only the Army, but in life. And T lives by these ideals. But then he's old school Army. I think he has the right idea, though. His boys fucking love and respect and trust him and would go to hell and back if he told them to. He would do it for any one of them and they all know it.
And then we have our current CoC who are definitely not old school Army and who seem to have a knack for doing exactly what will make their subordinates (and their wives) hate, not respect and definitely not trust them, especially regarding this redeployment. Do they have a school for how to be a head asshole in charge?? 'Cause these bastards must have made the Commandant's List!
So, here's how to make absolutely fucking sure that Kate does not respect you and will, in fact, hold you in the same contempt she does a cockroach (if anyone really gives a fuck what I think):
a. Get sent back from Afghanistan to take over rear-d and announce this fact in front of everyone at a meeting thinking that it makes you sound bad ass when it really just announces that you are a fuck up that they didn't want in theater.
b. Tell us that they will call when they get the manifest and that the manifest is the final word on who is coming when, but then announce that you had a couple of soldiers that you didn't know were on the plane. So the manifest is just some more fucking paperwork that means jack and shit and you all are fucking incompetent.
c. And finally, after all the red tape every single wife/soldier has to deal with from the DoD on a daily basis and the reams of paper the Army wastes, telling me you don't know when who is coming home (especially not when you already know when the next fucking deployment will be) means that you are really fucking lazy pieces of shit who don't know what your job is or that regardless of how important you claim family is, you really couldn't give a fuck less about anyone but yourself and whose ass you need to kiss to make sure you get that eagle or next stripe.
You think after this cluster fuck of a redeployment that I could ever trust or respect you? I don't just not think so, I know so! In case you forgot, allow me to remind you:
RESPECT IS EARNED, NOT GIVEN!
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