Men who adapt the profession of arms submit their own free will to a law of perpetual constraint. On their own accord, they reject the right to live where they choose, to say what they think and to dress as they like. From the moment they become soldiers, it needs but an order to settle them in this place, to move them to that, to separate them from their families and dislocate their normal lives. On the word of command they must rise, march, run, endure bad weather, go without food or sleep, be isolated in some distant post, work until they drop. They have ceased to be the masters of their fate, if they drop on their tracks, if their ashes are scattered to the four winds, that is all part and parcel of their job. ito ung military professionalism namin.. :)
Posted on: Wed, 30 Apr 2014 13:45:52 +0000
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