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  1. I just happen to resent being called a psycho, and an ultranationalist. Are you crazy? I havent expressed a single political view. You don't know anything about my politics. I'm not "anti-American", I'm anti-Retard. The 10% of your population with passports, I'm fine with. I'm not being ignorant, I'm reacting to guys who act tough on the Internet, but almost certainly can't back it up. The way some of you have reacted to a different opinion to you own is disgraceful. Ask Singleton about me when he gets back. He knows me better than all you guys. Ultranationalist? That is the funniest shit ive ever heard. I fight the English Defence League and British National Party wherever I find them, with both my voice and physically of necessary. I am a decedent of immigrants, who fought long and hard against ultranationalists, you ignorant cunts. Perfect background for any sort of nationalism, right? Anyone who believes that the US system of Government is wrong, that the due process of law in America is fucked up, MUST be evil, right? You guys (Cro especially) reacting in this way is typical of Internet hard men with self-esteem issues. I've never expressed an opinion than isn't honest, my language may be a little rough but nothing I have said is in any way extremist. You're a bunch of reactionary fucktards. How many of the guys calling me such things have ever tried to HELP human beings around them rather than look at them like another "subject matter" in their limited anti-social Internet lives? What you've said wont be forgotten, and actually casting aspersions and comparing me personally to psychotic criminals is illegal, and outrageous. The ONLY personal comments I've ever made are along the lines of "fuck off", except for the flying sniper kid, I'll give you that one. You just elevated this to a whole new level. Satire is one thing, and i get that you dont understand satire now, comparing me to a terrorist because of your limited world view means you just made this REALLY personal.
  2. Again... What the fuck? Killing people, actual people not images on a monitor, is WHAT I DO. I am an Infantry Soldier. It is fundamental to my role in society. It is NOT a taboo to me. That my thoughts turn to violence when I'm faced with something disagreeable is a NATURAL REACTION. It is, in fact, human nature but you obviously choose to suppress that part of your psyche. I like violence. Does that make me a bad person? Maybe, although its actively encouraged in my community. But society would be a whole lot worse without people like me. Enjoying violence doesn't make me a sociopath, it means I take pride in my work. That my role requires that I undergo regular medical assessment also precludes your accusations of "illness". If you want to know I'm generally considered highly stable, and I won't even go in to my educational standards or intelligence assessments. This is why people like you, a civilian who lives in a world of violence and constant conflict but chooses to ignore it, and me, a professional soldier who chooses to embrace it, will never get a long. Your world only exists because of people like me, actively training and setting out to kill people. I like fighting. Why else would I choose to stay in the arm? You sound just like every left-leaning "peacenik" protestor I've ever met. Lots of talk, lots of pseudo-intellectualism, and no substance. People like you talk about the wrongs of society but do nothing to combat them. Go and join an NGO. They're a bunch of idealistic morons that achieve nothing, but quite often need rescued by Soldiers. Murder is the pre-meditated act of killing another human being, in cold blood. Soldiers don't really do it in any other way. I'm done here, Cro sounds like a hippy. Some of you are cool guys, but there's a lot of wannabes, and a whole lot of people who actually need to experience the world around them instead of reading about it on Wikipedia. Go back to watching Fox news and CNN, and reading Jane's Small Arms. Or FM 3-21, that ones awesome. Sheep, wolf or sheepdog. Which one are you?
  3. That wasn't humour, that was me expressing exactly the same sentiment that Cro expressed towards me, but more efficiently and with far fewer words. And Cro being a founder is irrelevant: 1.2 - No member of the community shall be granted privileges, powers, protections, exemptions or otherwise receive special treatments which exceed those held or available in common. No member shall willfully act or conspire to supplant the rule of the Charter. He spent a lot of time dissecting my opinions and then proceeded to cuss me out because he disagrees with me. Reeks of hypocrisy if you ask me. That's a GENUINE personal attack, against me as a named individual rather than some generalisations some people took out of context. So what happens now?
  4. Cro, you have serious issues dude. I was writing because I enjoy writing, and because people have said things both to me and about me that I would, given the opportunity, kill them for. At the very least I would kick their ass. My military service is more important to me than my family, to the point that I will push my body until it breaks to keep it, something that you will likely never understand as you sit in your comfortable life passing judgement on other people from behind the internet. Luckily, I don't expect you to understand. None of what I wrote was for your benefit. It was for the benefit of guys like me, and I feel better for it. So fuck you.
  5. As an example. This may hit home with people such as Zedic, Upchuk, Godhand and a few others who know what I'm talking about. Rear-echelon troops live in large Forward (yeah right) Operating Bases, or Main Operating Bases, or Joint Operating Bases. They have Alaskan Crab on a Friday in Kandahar and Bagram, they get ice cream with every meal. They actually GET a minimum three meals a day. These meals consist of everything you could ever want, including pizza, steak (sometimes even T-Bones flown over from the states for special occassions, which never make it to the frontline troops for some reason), lots and lots of ice cream. Fresh fruit juice, fruit, cakes, Danish pastries, sandwiches, more ice cream. They get isotonic drinks flown in to country, intended to be sent forward to the troops to help them hydrate, but kept in large fridges in places like Camp Bastion for the Brass to enjoy. They get Thai Massage Parlours, brothels, Gyms with the latest equipment, wide-screen TVs, Xbox, Playstation, internet acces, wi-fi, women in their general vicinity. Yes, women. This is an important point. They get Timmy Horton's, with the most amazing donuts you've ever eaten. Fresh coffee, that doesn't taste of chemicals. They get basketball courts, Green Beans coffee shops, libraries full of books, they get newspapers that are only a few days old (a luxury beyond imagination). They get to phone their loved ones every night. Yes, every night, sometimes taking places in line from combat troops who are in these rear areas for maybe a few hours while handing over a prisoner, or having delivered one of their buddies to the Role 3. What does the Combat Soldier get. He gets a rifle, 35lb of ammunition, 6-8 litres a day of shitty chemical tasting water recycled from the piss of the rear-echelon troops at bottling facilities in the rear areas. He gets field rations, that very rarely are eaten warm. Back in the patrol base he and his buddies will await care packages, that rarely arrive (and have often been opened by rear-echelon troops and labled "damaged in transit), for precious Tabasco sauce, or Hot Sauce, or Nando's sauce, just to make the same shitty chile con carne he's had five times this week taste of SOMETHING. If he's British, maybe he'll get some MREs for the next patrol to liven things up a bit. If he's American, maybe he'll get some Canadian or British rations for a change. Sometimes he'll be adventurous and buy some local food, sit round a fire and cook up a decent meal. Then he'll spend the next couple of days, carrying his own body weight in equipment, trying not to shit himself in front of his buddies. He will often shit himself in front of his buddies. He gets to walk, all day, looking around for the enemy, for IEDs, for booby traps, for small piles of human shit that seem to appear wherever he's just put his knee. He gets to endure days of extreme heat, followed by nights of extreme cold with nothing but a jungle bag or Ranger blanket, and maybe a couple of his buddies if its REALLY cold, for warmth. He gets soaking wet feet, blisters, foot rot, crotch rot. He gets to lose 20-30 pounds of body weight, weight he fought so hard to gain through hard training before the tour. Finally, he gets shot at. People actively try to kill him. Every fucking day. It's both a blessing, and a curse. Fighting is good, it's pure, it's what he's trained for. But it comes with the price of having to see human beings, some of whom he cares about, bleeding out in to the dust. Sometimes, if he gets some time to himself, he'll find a quiet corner. Sometimes it'll be the sangar, while he's on sentry duty. Sometimes it'll be a portaloo/portajohn. Sometimes it'll be a couple of minutes of down time during an op. He masturbates and thinks about the women getting fucked by rear-echelon troops telling war stories in the rear areas. Guys claiming 100 Taleban kills. Guys claiming they "can't tell you about their job here" while wearing ray-bans they bought in the US or Canadian PX, to get a fuck from some naive 18 yr old medic/comms operator/nurse/logistics specialist/clerk. Guys fucking girls who really want to be fucking combat troops. This is why the Combat Soldier doesn't always fully appreciate the rear-echelon troops.
  6. Give my my TS access back, you rogues! VOTE ANDO! WOO!
  7. Hey, I get it. But I use the same humour everywhere I go. It used to get me chicks, before it got me the One True Chick and I settled down.
  8. Picky, you are 16 years old and the prime reason for my dislike of certain members of civilian society. What makes you think, having done nothing with your life to this point bar high school, that you can tell a man more than 10 years older than yourself who has a career and life experience, to grow up? And you guys call me arrogant.
  9. I'm not going to change my sense of humour for anyone. I think that's maybe a language barrier thing. I don't know about where you guys are from, but in the UK we consider forcing or even suggesting that another person change an aspect of their personality to conform to society abhorrent, short of being a murderer or peadophile. Thats what prison is for, and if you're genuinely comparing the current situation to some kind of legal hearing I think you may be somewhat delusional. It's why we, as a nation, were left fighting the Nazis alone for a while. Liberty is a word thrown around a lot in many Western countries, but not often experienced. In my country a sense of rebellion and non-conformity is actively encouraged. Self-discipline over collective discipline. Satirical humour, and a general understanding that those who seek to hold power over other people generally do so out of a sense of ego rather than a sense of community. It is generally accepted here that rules are necessary to establish some form of order, but it's also accepted that the word of the law is secondary to the spirit of the law. As the saying goes, rules were made to be broken. I'm interested in exactly who I have offended so deeply. And why. Rather than posting comments that I've made verbatim, when the meaning of said comments has been misunderstood, why not describe WHY you are so offended, and then maybe we can get to the bottom of this. It's all to easy to try to fall behind the rules and regulations, but these are open to interpretation. Taboos and such are very subjective. For example, in the society of which I am a member, I am actively encouraged to murder people. In cold blood. Unlike other militaries around the world, we don't talk about "honour" and "freedom", we talk about professionalism, money and the fact that we actively want to kill people. We enjoy it. Some of you may find that distasteful, but we are arguably some of the best light infantrymen in the world because of it, and far less prone to post-traumatic stress as a result. I will admit that, like many of my friends, I enjoy shocking people by the level of my depravity. None of it's for anyone else's benefit. We drink each others piss, we fight, we sing stupid songs and generally upset members of the general public. But we are together. Taboos are ridiculous ideas, and taking offence over words and someone else's opinions is bizarre to me. Either ignore it, or stand up for yourself. "At the end of the day, if there's no fight to be had, fight each other!" I'll end on a quote: "I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer, The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here." The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die, I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I: O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away"; But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play, O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play. I went into a theatre as sober as could be, They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me; They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls, But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls! For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside"; But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide, The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide, O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide. Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap; An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit. Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, 'ow's yer soul?" But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll, The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll, O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll. We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints, Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints; While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind", But it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind, There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind, O it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind. You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires, an' all: We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational. Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace. For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!" But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot; An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please; An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool -- you bet that Tommy sees!"
  10. Inkompetent, I find the use of the term "Brit-jargon" offensive and motion for you to be permabanned. You racist.
  11. It wasn't intended as an excuse, it was in answer to the frankly ridiculous insinuation that I am not a Soldier. It also was intended to show my depth of understanding of the American military, and the parts of it I feel are worthy of praise and those that have issues to be addressed. It was mainly intended to show the guys I give a shit about a little more about me. It was also an apology, but you clearly missed it.
  12. I have just a couple of things to say. I have spent my adult life training for and fighting in American wars. I have seen first hand both the best and worst aspects of American society. Many Americans will never be able to claim that same intimacy with their own culture. I feel justified in commenting on the perception of American culture as a result. I owe my life to a couple of things. These are my training, my Battalion, my Regiment, my comrades and the United States Marine Corps. I have seen both the absolute power, and abject retardation, of the American Military-Industrial Complex. It is a thing of awe, wielded by those with little or no understanding of it. I have seen communities destroyed by it, and lives saved by it, probably in equal measure. The ONLY good thing I have ever seen come out of American foreign policy is a handful of US Marines in Garmsir in 2008, who showed not only a fierce will to win, but humility when dealing with the local population. Beside them stood some 80 Scottish Infantrymen of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders, and the men and women of Team Delhi will stand forever in the sun. We were, and always will be, fucking badasses. In the summer of 2008, Team Delhi pushed the Taleban back 8km in 6 weeks, essentially interdicting the enemy's capability to reinforce the strategic objectives at Musa Qaleh, Sangin and Kajaki. For the next 5 months we pursued them wherever we found them. I had the honour of being one of the first team of non-SF soldiers on the ground in Nawa, working alongside some pretty rough Afghan soldiers and their mentor team. We went there with less than a platoon, and the USMC replaced us with two battalions. We also fought our way down Route Cowboys, alongside Battalion Landing Team 1-6 of the USMC. Marine Recon, Argylls, some PWRR snipers and some crazy Navy EOD and Danish SF/EOD/I honestly don't know kicked ass. A lot of it. I have since returned to Afghanistan and conducted a tour in a combat intelligence role. Dealing with Afghans every day, gaining their trust and exploiting it in order to take the fight to the enemy. I was successful in my role, receiving recognition from those I worked with, and for, and from my chain of command. Every day I would have to deal with locals complaining about US Marines from a certain patrol base, about how they'd been shot at or bombed or generally fucked up. Along with my muckers, we won the locals around, destroyed key Taleban commanders and enabled shaping ops for the Royal Marines that followed. It was the best time in my life. I have seen the US Air Force destroy more than it saved. I've had near misses, and I know of a few people who ended up on the wrong end of American Air Power. Enough said on that one. I feel humbled by Godhand's astute recognition of my current situation. I am frustrated, bored and have little to channel my energy towards. However, I STILL hold the view that men have to EARN respect. They earn it through hard work, by proving their worth to other men. I have proved my worth, I have earned recognition and as such I feel no need to prove myself to those at UO who would discredit me. I feel very strongly about this. I have always enjoyed playing with you guys. I have played ofp/arma in a few communities, and as annoyed as I get with people here sometimes, it's still the best community of players around. The problem with UO is the dictatorial way in which it is now run. As Force Majeure mentioned, the Charter exists for a reason and I confess that I very rarely bother to read it. I don't read Army regulations either, they aren't important to me personally. But I respect that it exists, and as such I will accept any "punishment" deemed necessary by the community. Just so long as it IS the community, and not a few power-tripping individuals. I do, however, still have a strong dislike for those that claim knowledge of soldiering when they haven't proved it. And a hatred for those that "serve" in safe rear areas, but talk about their level of military knowledge to anyone that will listen. Kandahar Air Force Base is not "the shit". Camp Bastion is not a "two-way range". All the real soldiers here know exactly what I mean. To those offended by my past comments, I humbly apologise. Sometimes I can appear harsh, I can be aggressive and often absurd. It's who I am, and those that know me love me for it. I won't change, I'm set in my ways. If I need to tone it down, I will. But I WILL NOT respond to being TOLD what to do by some self-appointed enforcer. My Boss doesn't TELL me what to do, he talks to me like a fucking human being. Talk to me like a man and I may consider your opinion. That's how men operate.
  13. For the record, I am neither racist, nor homophobic. Never have been. I mean, I'm a Jew in a Scottish regiment, that's some combination of stereotypes, and I regularly get drunk in gay bars with my buddies, and even my wife. Keith is the exception, he actively encourages my racism towards him. I think he likes it. Jingoistic? Ok, whatever, I think my country is full of fucktards. My military and regiment are, however, the finest in the world. Unlike many people here, my avatar is actually me. Check out my facebook page, or ask people like Singleton, or the UO guys that have played with me for a while. I have nothing to prove to you, I proved everything to myself a long time ago.
  14. Dear Krause, Ok, this is getting ridiculous now. Now saying "go fuck yourself" is a ban-able offence? What is this, some kind of third-world banana republic dictatorship? You think you're the fucking Gestapo now? "Go fuck yourself"? I mean, COME ON! Be warned fair gamers of the Armaverse, United Operations seeks to control not only your gaming time, but your very words and thoughts. Keep your "community". The only "community spirit" left here is what these so-called "Officers" consider to be "community". This place was set up because TG was too restrictive, and look at it now. Awesome. Much love. Some of the admins/GMs here have some weird superiority complex, delusions of grandeur caused by too much time thinking about rules and regulations and not enough time in the sunshine. You think someone telling you to fuck yourself, on the radio net, in a VIDEO GAME is some kind of personal attack? It was a FUCKING JOKE, because you were being a bit of an uptight prick. You take all this shit way too seriously, if you want "realism" join the Infantry. I like tactical gaming as much as the next guy, but when you take it to the extremes that you are running out of mission time because you are so slow at organising shit, and your brain obviously isn't capable of the multi-tasking necessary to run a military unit on time to it's objective, then you're not as good as you think you are and should take on board the suggestions being made by various members of the team. No one is as good as they think they are. I didn't say jack shit about timings, because I was enjoying getting back to the basics of running a fireteam and land nav etc. Ask the guys I was playing with, I think I was doing a good job. I alt-tabbed because I got an IM, and forgot to engage my safety. Because it's a retarded video game, I NDed when I alt-tabbed back in, as happens ALL THE FUCKING TIME at UO, and you threaten to ban me. I say "go fuck yourself" AS A FUCKING JOKE, and a reflexive one at that, exactly the same as I would to a real platoon commander being a jack-ass, and you fucking ban me. If a REAL platoon commander had reacted in such a petulant way, I would punch his fucking cunt in. As it's a game, you can hide behind your little admin rights and kick me off the game I was contributing positively to, like the pussy you apparently try so hard to be. I blame the American education system. It seems to breed fucktards. Thank the Lord you're Soldiers are all smarter than you are. Peace out.
  15. Jesus H Christ and doggystyle Mary, the American public are socially retarded. Anyone with any shred of civilised society (such as the United Kingdom, maybe Belgium, Germany for certain, maybe Denmark or that unique community that is the United States Marine Corps) would understand that outrageous statements are "funny" and wouldn't take offence. If you think I genuinely want pity because of my leg, you're a retard. And if you think I genuinely hate civilians, you're even more of a retard. I do hate REMFs, though. They can lick the shit off my combat boots.
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