Military posers and wannabes

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The best stories of posers come from gun shoppes.:D

Our intrepid hero, the stunningly handsome El Tejon, is manning the gun counter at Galyan's sporting goods. Someone from "The Teams", 5'6" and at least 275 lbs, he had a hard time climbing up the steps to the hunting/fishing department.

After telling young El T want a great warrior he was, our SEEL takes a quick survey of the gun section and wants to see the P35. Umm, O.K., customer is always right. I give him the Browning.

He starts jumping around with it like some bad cop drama.:eek: He braced it on the moveable display walls (with the scope bases and the deer scents) and starts covering the other customers.

My buddy hit him high, I hit him low. The boys in blue from IPD took him off to "the brig". Hopefully he got the help he needed.:D
 
He starts jumping around with it like some bad cop drama. He braced it on the moveable display walls (with the scope bases and the deer scents) and starts covering the other customers.

My buddy hit him high, I hit him low. The boys in blue from IPD took him off to "the brig". Hopefully he got the help he needed.

Jeez. What a nutjob.
Seems like gunstores do bring out the wannabes.
 
I was in a gun store the other day and asked the guy behind the counter if I could see a Springfield M1A that was on the rack. There was a synthetic-stocked "standard" version along with a SOCOM II there.

He turned and said, "What?". I asked again and pointed.

He sneered (or grinned smugly) and picked it up, saying "Oh, you mean the M-16...I used one of these in the 'Nam."

"Really...?", I replied, chamber-checking the rifle.

Why do they all say "THE" 'Nam instead of just "Vietnam" or even "'Nam"...?:mad:
 
I asked him what he'd done in Thailand, as the Vietnam War didn't officially extend that far west, AFAIK.

I've been to Thailand quite a few times, mainly the north and north-east. Also Laos and Cambodia.
There were US airbases in Thailand, in Ubon Ratchatani, Nakhon Phanom and Udorn Thani IIRC. I assume there was also some kind of port deal in the Bangkok region.

Edit to add. I found this map, it's a wiki so it may be inaccurate but it confirms what I recall. Don Muang marked on the map is the location of Bangkok international today.

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Hmm, if I did applied to the sniper school here, does it make me a sniper wannabe? Fundamental question :eek: .
Never understand the posers, why they just don't live up their dreams and join in? My thought was too that during the sniper school I should pump my training up to the level I could apply to SF with. It isn't so hard if to try and make things happen.
Some kids told me how they play military games (I was a teacher once), like Flashpoint, and how good the graphics are and how realistic, and how much there's still to improve. I told them that instead upgrading their computer to the level in which it can handle ultrarealistic graphic they should rather join the military and do the "real thing".
 
I met this new guy at work a few weeks ago. I think he was around 18, barely old enough to be hired. He was one of those kids who likes to talk alot of s**t.

Anyway we sort of became buddies. One day he jokingly says something about coming to my house and beating me up if I didn't come to work on Saturday. So I laughed and mentioned something about me having my guns ready for him.

He suddenly becomes defensive and goes on to say that if I ever pointed a gun a gun at him he would knock it out of my hands (because he is a blackbelt or what ever) and do terrible things to me.

Then he goes on to tell me about how someguy tried to rob him at gunpoint and he kicked the gun out of his hands and then beat him until the cops came and pulled him off. I sort of gave him a blank stare for minute and then changed the subject.

Anyway, he quit after a few days of work. He was a liar and a lazy *******.
 
Never served (despite the handle). Came of age in those couple of years following Vietnam when they not only stopped the draft, but let some of us through without even registering. Dad served in the Navy at the tail end of WWII; two uncles retired USAF as bird colonels; younger brother served 12 years as a logistics officer in the Marines, and my son is a USMC reservist. Many's the time I regret not putting in my time; too old and out of shape at this point.

But to all of you who have and/or are still serving: Thanks!
 
If you haven't read

Stolen Valor, read it. part of it's funny, when the wanna be's get busted but reading it also will piss you off.
I served 4 yrs in the Army, Combat Engr's - '74 - '78. When I was in basic, we had a guy who came in saying that he had joined the Rangers to "take a vacation", and that he had just spent 3 months in the Mojave desert surviving on what he could catch and had gained 15 pounds. he also said that he had been an assassin. yes he actually said that. I think it was for the Mafia. It really does amaze you sometimes, listening to the cr## that people put out and actually expect someone to believe them.
 
It really does amaze you sometimes, listening to the cr## that people put out and actually expect someone to believe them.
Well, not really ... they're simply people who feel they're missing something in their real lives and have some strange need for public validation. In the late '80s, I once caught a young admin clerk in an EM club wearing Combat Aircrew wings, a Purple Heart and an Air Medal while drunkenly expounding on his door-gunner experiences ... even though he was too young by ten or fifteen years to have served in Viet Nam.

Not a one of the guys I've known or still know who really did have extensive combat experience or had been members of elite units or special teams ever would have tried to impress strangers, co-workers, the fellas down at the gunshop or gunshow, or even women [they were trying to pick up] with their "special" status ... *

*Of course, this doesn't apply to fighter pilots ... who are typically identified by the fact that they always wear polo shirts and big wristwatches while on liberty (especially in the Med) ... and have been known to let women know, in the first few seconds of an encounter, of their exalted flyboy status ...
 
Old Dog...+1 on the fighter jocks....yech!

A note about some of the SF claims...Every Marine infantry battalion goes through a series of training workups prior to going on a "float" (aka 6 months "Grey & Underway" in the Med or Pacific) that qualifies the unit as "Special Operations Capable". The intent is to make them capable of conducting raids/rescues, rapid response to any situation where military force is ordered...etc. To maintain the "Special Ops Capable" designation the unit must conduct a refresher training syllabus every so often. I can see where some bragging amongst the troopies could lead to statements about being involved in "Special Ops Work".
 
Not a one of the guys I've known or still know who really did have extensive combat experience or had been members of elite units or special teams ever would have tried to impress strangers, co-workers, the fellas down at the gunshop or gunshow, or even women [they were trying to pick up] with their "special" status ...

I didn't serve but my brother was a Marine fighter pilot in Viet Nam. I recall he flew an F4 in a group or squadron called "The Black Knights".
He had a 13 month tour, and when he got home I had to ask and ask and ask to get any info from him.I found out he had received some awards. As I remember one was called a Distinguished Flying Cross and another a Silver star. Would he talk about it? Very little.. Was he proud? Yes. Bragger? Never.
 
Waiting in a high-school girlfriend's house, perusing the knick-knacks on the shelf, and there was a Bronze Star. The citation was with it, something about charging a machine-gun nest in Korea.

I'd talked to her dad a bit, and hadn't even known he had ever been in the Army.
 
Wow....I feel kinda stupid. I have no clue what a DD214 is, and I'm in the 2nd MLG, Ammo Co. Ouch...:eek:
 
Listen to enough of these guys talk about their "service" and you'll realize why we lost the war. With so many SEAL hand-to-hand specialists, Marine snipers, and Air Cav door gunners, there wasn't enough room in the country for anyone else. :)

I mean really, when was the last time some overweight 45-year-old in a bar bragged about his 'Nam service as a medic, or a helicopter mechanic, or Navy weather man, or a radioman?

Why do they all say "THE" 'Nam instead of just "Vietnam" or even "'Nam"...?

'Cause, man, it's the way it was in the bush. All you guys who weren't tail gunners in Navy OH-6's will never understand understand. :)
 
This might freak some of you out and amaze you

Visit the deprived White City housing estate in West London and you would never guess that this was the starting-point in life for the man who went on to murder one of the most popular television presenters in the country.

Barry George grew up as a difficult child in a broken home, always restless, always seeking something more glamorous for himself.

A family friend, Charlie Tobin, used to baby-sit the young Barry, but found him a demanding child.

"He was hyperactive, things went wrong, I wanted to get out," Mr Tobin told the BBC.

Fantasy world


George has a previous conviction for attempted rape

As a young man Barry George developed a taste for inventing fantasy lives.

He told the local newspaper he was the British Karate champion and that he was planning to jump four buses on roller-skates. He also said he was actually called Paul Gadd, the real name for Gary Glitter, and managed three rock-groups.

He joined the Territorial Army and a gun club and told his friends he was really in the SAS. But the TA and club soon rejected him.

He claimed he was called Steve Majors after the actor Lee Majors and his TV character Steve Austin, the Bionic Man.

George would also stand in the street directing traffic, impersonating a policeman. He once announced he was cousin to Freddy Mercury.

He must have found his real identity unbearably dull and frustrating. Eventually it led him to violence.

Attempted rape

In the 1980s he assaulted a woman living in his tower-block and was jailed for attempted rape. Another neighbour was assaulted by him as well.

"They start with indecent assault," she says, " and go on to rape and then to what happened to poor Jill Dando."

George had a fascination with showbusiness. He longed to be in that world. But apart from a brief spell as a BBC messenger, he never was.

One of his closest friends was a lollipop-lady, Angela Hope. "He wasn't all right up there," she says.

"Not a maniac or anything, but not quite normal."

Obsessed by guns

She thinks all his fantasies were harmless, and that he was trustworthy.

"He never carried a gun or anything," she remembers.

But he was certainly obsessed with guns, and lonely, and disappointed at never being famous. Things were getting to him.

One psychologist reckons he craved attention more than anything, especially from women. Shooting Jill Dando was the ultimate answer to that.

But he isn't famous, as he wanted. He's notorious. And many will ask why his problems weren't noticed earlier, and why he wasn't stopped sooner.

Trouble is-did Barry George actually kill Jill Dando?,because I got the impression,that he was as unintelligent,as Martin Bryant.

He pretended that he was in the SAS and that he was called,Tommy Palmer-one of the SAS soilders,along with Eddie Stone and John Mackerleese,-who rescued British and Iranian hostages from Iraqi terrorists,in May 1980,from the Iranian embassy,in Shepards Bush-west London.

Problem was he was born in 1960 and a year younger than Andy MacNab and a year older than Chris Ryan.If he joined the army and later the SAS,he would have been serving with Ryan and MacNab and would have seen service in the Gulf war in 1991.

The real Tommy Palmer-I believe-is in his late 50s or in his 60s in this year,2006.

This guy actually said that he was the actual Tommy Palmer,whose gear got tangled up and was set alight by the fires caused by the stun grenades and explosive charges-placed on the doors-to blow open the closed doors.
Unbelieveable or what.

What a total pathetic creep,loser,etc-even if he didn't kill Dando.A total Bum or waster.

Oh and by the way,the name, Territorial Army,means National Guard.
 
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My father in law served in the Pacific during WW2- one of the few Japanese-Americans who did, as a translator for Military Intelligence. The only story he's ever told me about those days was something that happened after he came back. No use repeating it, but it had to do with being called a "dirty Jap" while wearing his US Army uniform incuding campaign ribbons.

Sadly, you see a lot of obits for that generation these days. In the JACL newsletter, there's always a mention of "442 RCT vet" if applicable. Carries huge respect in the JA community- the older folks who went through those days will tell you that the 442 RCT bought them their status as equal Americans with their blood. I defy you to find one of those vets who would talk about his experiences in the 442 while alive.
 
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