Dunno if he factored in if the guys had returned from rotation. Stuff usually happens when you get back.
There is no greater urge than the urge of some men and women to tell others what to do.
I was 18 when NJ changed it to 19. I was 19 when NJ changed it to 21. I was always grandfathered. It is a difficult decision. My friend was one month away from going onto a nuclear sub, got drunk and hit an oak tree in his yard. 65 mph. Shattered both his legs. The Navy said goodbye. Young males with a license are pretty scary. But for the grace of GOD go I.
Yeah, that'll bring the stats down. Now he and his Provost Marshall can spend more time and effort getting 18-20 year old soldiers released from the Juarez jail instead.
In 1983, this was Fort Bragg’s policy - if you were old enough to wear the uniform and get shot at, you were old enough to drink.
It’s as if they want an army of monks and nuns - you’re throwing 17-22 year-old men and women into close quarters, hormones running high, party-animal pressure from the MSM all their lives, and they get imposed boarding-school behavior with no outlet.
Let the troops have a drink, for crissake.
When are they going to change their name?
They should probably change the name of the fort as well, imo.
Raising the drinking age...
If that worked, then thousands of teens would be alive today.
At 20, or 19, or 18 or 16, etc., if they want it, they can find a way to get it.
This is just another one of those ‘feelgood-isms’. It was designed to head off the rumbling from disgruntled groups who complain that the drinking age is too low. It is another example of a group wanting to tell others how to live their lives.
*******...if you were old enough to fight and die for your country, you were old enough to drink a beer. *******
If you are old enough to drink and fight your buddies, you are old enough to die for your country.
Right on.
Just what we need to do since Juarez turns into a small-arms combat zone — send young Americans there.
One summer my cousins and I kept “going to the JCC to play basketball” when staying with my Uncle/Aunt — code for going over the pay bridge and getting smashed.
Wouldn’t risk it now.
I was 17 and drinking at Ft Devens in 1979. I think Mass. was 20 or 21 but 18 on post. I never got carded. I don’t think they were aware that they had a few 17yo there.
And because Mass. was 21 we would drive to Rhode Island to drink.
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Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
Then it's Tommy this an' Tommy that, an' Tommy, 'ow's yer soul
But it's 'Thin red line of 'eroes' when the drums begin to roll
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll
it's 'Thin red line of 'eroes' when the drums begin to rollWe aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An' if our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints
while it's Tommy this an' Tommy that, an' Tommy 'Tommy fall be'ind'
But it's 'Please to walk in front, sir' when there's trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind
O it's 'Please to walk in front, sir' when there's trouble in the wind - Rudyard Kipling "Tommy"