To be a Grunt: Not too far back I ended up in a conversation with a family member about the service. But first a little background; my father, mother, all grandparents, brother, sister, their spouses, myself, and on and on (that just covers 3 generations) all served. Needless to say I come from a military family. So anyway I was talking with my sister about what she did/does, its not high speed blood and guts but its pretty cool for a non CA MOS eventually we talked about being a part of the Infantry. That’s where it got interesting, so many people know the Infantry’s reputation, they have a general idea about what we do, but surprisingly they don’t actually know much of shit about it. They know we carry heavy stuff, walk long distances, and sleep outside, but not much more. For us it’s a simple enough job; but it’s hard to describe to many, so much so that they naturally assume we’re just frickin ignorant oafs. The simple truth of the matter is that it is a hard job; it’s even harder to explain to someone who couldn’t possibly grasp it. See we don’t fix trucks, fly aircraft, fix aircraft, manage logistics, calculate payroll, or feed people. We don’t build bridges or plan cities, and we aren’t engineers. We don’t drive tanks, or control artillery pieces, and we aren’t dentists or doctors. All honorable jobs, but not Infantry. Our single job is to eliminate our enemy, and be the best at it. To be a Grunt is to be one of the finest killing machines our nation makes. We take that job on foot and face to face, with our hands if need be. When you sign up to be a Grunt you know what it means. You don’t sign up to be a Grunt saying ‘gee this skill will be highly sought after when I get out’, it is not. MIT isn’t waiting as you EAS with offers. The boy that signs up to be a Grunt says ‘I want to take the fight to my enemy and I want to see him when he dies.’ Grunts don’t talk about their job in polite company because there is nothing polite about it. Grunts don’t talk about their job often because those who aren’t Grunts wouldn’t understand, and if they do they’re likely afraid. Don’t ask a Grunt what we do if you aren’t one or haven’t been one; it’s just not something you’d understand. We are the ones who do the dirty nasty things no one wants to hear about. So when you see us Grunts acting a fool or behaving in ways you feel are immature, just smile and keep it movin. This is how we deal with each other, and what it is that we do or have done. When you see older Grunts long after our service has ended, nod and smile; say to yourself ‘there’s a man who chose to do the job no one wants to talk about’ and give him some space. Our job wasnt and isn’t pretty, it’s miserable, and we didn’t choose it because it was easy; we chose this path so as to join with our brothers past and present. -GRUNTWORKS
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 18:12:26 +0000
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