I held off posting this so that you would have finished your morning coffee today in order to save those precious computer screens that you’re always complaining about being ruined.
A county veterans services officer (a fan) who helps veterans and their survivors navigate the complex federal and state benefits dropped this in our inbox last night. A fellow VSO from another county got the above DD214 from a recent widow who stopped by his office to inquire about any benefits her husband earned for her. So the VSOs scrubbed any Personally Identifying Information from it and sent it to us for instructional purposes.
The word “Classified” appears 11 times – nothing about a DD214 is classified. Ever. Classified information would not be included on the document. Classified, of course, is not a classification of classified information, anyway. His last duty station is listed as Haiphong – Haiphong was a North Vietnamese city, which is why the US Navy mined it’s harbor in 1972. His reenlistment code, RE-3R, means that he is ineligible for reenlistment without waivers. That part might be true.
The math in his service computation is really off. 1 year, 11 months and 12 days plus 0 years, 9 months and 41 days (whaa?) does not equal 4 years, 9 months and one day. Well, not using modern math, anyway.
Apparently, the closest civilian occupation to a Navy SEAL is a mechanic. His awards are a mess, but he has the much-sought-after National Defense Service Medal.
The schools and training are a hoot. I want to volunteer right now for Self Destruction School, in fact, I think I could pre-test out of it and get the badge – there’s a Self Destruction Badge, right?
After all of that, I’d hate to be the VSO who has to give the bad news to the widow, most of all, though, I sympathize with the widow whose last memory of her husband is that he was a forger and a liar. It’s demonstrative of why all of you phonies out there need to come clean now while you’re still alive and there’s time to make up for your lies to the people who love you.
Wayyyy back at my first duty station I got voluntold to be on the emergency destruct team for classified materials.
Part of the training included burning files. And boy howdy, if you screwed that up, you could have self destructed yourself.
They brought this filing cabinet out that was stuffed full of papers. We were handed these thin sheets of something that looked like compressed sponges with leads coming out of them. We hooked up the leads, connected a battery and flipped a switch….*WOOF* instant filing cabinet bonfire.
They also had some sort of incendiary grenade for burn barrels. It was cylindrical, somewhere in size between a stun grenade and a M14 canister. But it had a clear tank on it with some sort of liquid (gas? napalm?). Anyways, you pulled the pin on it, being careful not to release the spoon, drop it in the burn barrel and run like hell before it went *WOOF* just like the filing cabinet.
Since the Russkies never invaded our little piece of paradise, I never got to play with those things again.
Just want to confirm….it’s classified right?
Oh wait yeah i see it now, good of him to apply the ‘classified’ stamp to the document, so that we would know.
….pillock.
Wait a minute
Terromstic Infitration Training
Martial Arts Training
Automatic Arms
Seal Training in Corona California
I bet he lied about being from Minneapolis too.
I don’t believe that I have the proper clearance level to be reading this . It must say ‘Classified” about 15 times … My clearance is only good for a max of 10 times.
I bet his entire life was a lie…that or “he” never existed to begin with!
There goes my screen again. I should really stop drinking coffee.
Last time I saw a document this well forged, it was s birth certificate.
It’s amazing how the people in this country hate us but yet so many of them want to be us!!!!