They need to have these medals with an “M” device, for “Mouse”. They could give that for good Powerpoints and also for remotely piloting a drone.
When I was a Marine in the 60’s it was common knowledge that if a Juggie received a Bronze Star, it’d be equal to what a Soldier might be awarded the DSC for.
My PowerPoint is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life.
My PowerPoint without me is useless. Without my PowerPoint, I am useless.
I must format my slides true. I must brief them better than the other staff section who are trying to out-brief me.
I must brief the impact on the Commander before he asks me. I will.
My PowerPoint and myself know that what counts in this war is not the number of slides, the colors of the highlights, nor the format of the bullets. We know that it is the new information that counts. We will brief only new information.
My PowerPoint is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its fonts, its accessories, its formats, and its colors.
I will keep my PowerPoint slides current and ready to brief. We will become part of each other. We will…
Before God I swear this creed. My PowerPoint and myself are defenders of my country. We are the masters of our subject. We are the saviors of my career.
So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace (and the next exercise)!
I’m surprised he didn’t get a Purple Heart for his Carpal Tunnel Syndrome from all the hours he spent on the keyboard.