Back in III Corps in 71, when a State Department Weenie threatened to get me in trouble for “manhandling” my ARVN RTO (I pulled him into shell hole when the PAVN opened up on us with a .51), the Battalion commander told him, “Son, Captain XXX’s sergeants really like him, and they don't like Washington Limp Dicks like you, and I've already got my next assignment.... and it's to the Pentagon, so they can't do anything worse to me.... so if the sergeants want to f you up real bad, because you are effing with our unit... I probably won't be here to stop them....
Loved that man!