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So who knows, my masseuse could have been hot, I just wasn’t in a position to judge.”
Desperation can make a person do incredible things. Incredibly stupid things, incredibly sad things, incredibly terrible things, and incredibly shameful things. When I get desperate, I am capable of everything. This is a tale of one Marine's desperation as he headed into combat, with a loaded gun.
The Road to War
March 1, 2012
Manas Air Force Base, Kyrgyzstan
Getting from the United States to Afghanistan was borderline unbearable. First, we boarded onto a miserable Delta 747 and, as expected, I got screwed with the aisle seat in first class. The flight was an arduous 18 hours, and I was only able to get good sleep for 14 of them. For the few minutes that I was awake, I was very disappointed with the movie selection on my personal television. Additionally, on every single one of the six meals we were served, my fucking bread was cold. This was not the glamorous way I expected to head into combat, but I was a Marine, and I could handle anything. So I walked out of first class, where they didn’t serve us booze, and exited the airplane in Kyrgyzstan.