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Somebodies take,(and I agree) on the Army`s latest sad ass ad campaign. Author unknown. I AM AN ARMY OF ONE
I am the 18-24 year old being targeted by this new marketing concept, the
very embodiment of "what's in it for ME." The legacy of the politically
correct years. It's okay to be immoral and a pervert, and if anyone tries to
mold me too vigorously into a something that resembles a warrior, I'll tell
my congressperson!
I AM AN ARMY OF ONE
Teamwork? My chain of command consists of ME, MYSELF, and I. I'm destined to
be a dot-com millionaire. Just give me all that college money, and take it
easy on the discipline stuff. When divisions of Chinese are racing toward my
outpost like rabid lemmings I'll break out my stress card and pack myself
back to Milwaukee.
I AM AN ARMY OF ONE
I have Carpal-Tunnel Syndrome, I'm great at Nintendo, and my androgenous,
sensitive physique can't handle 10 properly-executed push-ups. I couldn't
blast my way into an old folk's home, let alone stand my ground in an
impromptu bar room brawl. I am a product of social engineering and 6 hours of
TV a day; my idea of a "Survivor" is not a Medal of Honor winner who killed
three Vietnamese with his e-tool before being shot and left for dead, but a
pudgy, manipulative gay guy on an island shared with other losers.
I AM AN ARMY OF ONE
Concepts like duty, honor, and country are passe'. If it Involves sacrifice
of my individuality to become part of a team, I'll punch out and spend the
rest of my life hanging out with my Microsoft employee slackerbuddies in
Seattle, speaking in learned tones about an unfortunate period in my life
where I endured the indignities of military service. Oh, the Patton movie?
Haven't seen it.
I AM AN ARMY OF ONE
Gimme Gimme Gimme. What can I do for my country? Ha. Let me ask that after
I've feathered my nest like so many of the non-veteran, draft-dodging,
privileged Ivy Leaguers populating Capitol Hill. Cater to me first, pander to
me as an individual, and after I don the uniform, continue to treat me with
kid gloves, and let me punch out before things get really tough-where I might
actually have to risk my life for my country, because...
I AM AN ARMY OF ONE!!!!