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Archive for January 3rd, 2008

My (sort of) existential crisis

Thursday, January 3rd, 2008

Today someone I work with showed me a link saying, ed viagra “Some reserve PSYOP officer says that you made PSYOP look bad, allergist and that you are an urban myth.”

This was great news, as I had been wondering what I was going to write about for my weekly update. Perfect, I now have a target.

So I forwarded the link to my home account, and got all ready to mock him on the internet. I was gonna make up new unit heraldry for him. (The 11th Battalion Fightin’ Hillbillies, and I was even going to add the latin motto “Vos fuimus pulchellus oris, puer”.)

So I got all worked up and I get home and look at the site. It’s an explanation of how PSYOP works written by a man called PSYOP Cop, who’s had some experience doing it in Iraq. It’s a pretty decent one too. So if you’re curious about that sort of thing, look here. Actually the site it’s on, OPFOR is worth looking at if you are interested in military matters at all.

It turns out the negative parts were just in the comments section. One reader thought that I make PSYOP look bad. To him, I repeat the same thing I said to the last guy who accused me of that: the military jokes on my site do less to harm PSYOP’s reputation that the one’s who possess commissions. (But I’m doing it here because I’m too lazy to log in there to do it, and beside he wrote it around six months ago.)

Another poster responded to him think that I do not exist and that no one has ever met me. This was a huge shock to my friends, family, and co-workers, who now want to know who the hell they have been talking to for the past several years. I personally never claim someone doesn’t exist without doing a Google search on them, just in case, I dunno, they have a webpage or a blog or something.

So dammit, once again the world thwarts me in my quest to be a righteously indignant smart-ass.

Some people may point out that I still acted like one. To them I say shut-up, nobody likes a smart-ass. Except for when I do it.

I’m gonna sulk, and maybe be mean to some fan-fic writers.