You can handle the truth. Uncle Sam's social media Flowchart

(Hunter S. Thompson Motivational Posters - via buildings and food)

Globalnerdy has the USAF Rules of Engagement for Blogging. Yeah, I know it's odd to look at; like seeing Jack Welch at a Phish concert. But you have to give credit to the flyboys taking the web seriously, even if it's mostly from a top-down concern for Operational Security (translation: blabbermouths and leakers) and Image Management (translation: PR as organizational botox). Let's wait till the Joint Chiefs are screaming "sockpuppet!" and "astroturf!" as they argue budget appropriations. Then we'll know the world has turned.

Hey, maybe they're today's Lieutenants and Captains, modeled after my favorite Cartesian dualist grunt.

Colonel: Marine, what is that button on your body armour?
Joker: A peace symbol, sir.
Colonel: Where'd you get it?
Joker: I don't remember, sir.
Colonel: What is that you've got written on your helmet?
Joker: "Born to Kill," sir.
Colonel: You write "Born to Kill" on you helmet, and you wear a peace button. What's that supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?
Joker: No, sir.
Colonel: Well what is it supposed to mean?
Joker: I don't know, sir.
Colonel: You don't know very much do you?
Joker: No sir.
Colonel: You better get your head and your ass wired together or I will take a giant shit on you.
Joker: Yes, sir.
Colonel: Now answer my question, or you'll be standing tall before The Man.
Joker: I think I was trying to suggest something about the duality of man sir.
Colonel: The what?
Joker: The duality of man, the Jungian thing, sir.
Colonel: Who's side are you on, son?
Joker: Our side, sir.
Colonel: Don't you love your country?
Joker: Yes, sir.
Colonel: Well how about getting with the program? Why don't you jump on the team and come on in for the big win?
Joker: Yes, sir.
Colonel: Son, all I've ever asked of my Marines is for them to obey my orders as they would the word of God. We are here to help the Viet-namese because inside every gook, there is an American trying to get out. It's a hardball world, son. We've got to try to keep our heads until this peace craze blows over.
Joker: Aye aye, sir.
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