“That’s called envy.”
I know: read the sentence that followed that one. I had never heard any of the Marines I knew and respected pipe up with insults when another service was being discussed. The particular instructor who said that also spent most of one class talking about the best parts of the world in which to be stationed in order to have access to the best prostitutes. And he seemed proud that we students knew he cheated on his wife with another ‘soldier’ during the summer program. Things like this little by little turned me off a career in the military, not to mention the homosexual chickenhawk porn discovered in the desk of his colleague, which he just kind of shrugged his shoulders at.