Cockalorum . . . .
1.A little man with an unduly high opinion of himself.
2.Boastful talk; braggadocio.
for context read this . . .DON'T TRUST SOLDIERS UNDER 30
"Congress ought to raise the minimum age of military service to at least 30. Not only do older recruits make better soldiers--ask any officer--they'll be more realistic veterans after the fighting ends."
Cowardice??? Probably . . .
But, it may just be a simple god complex. That's indicative of an IVY LEAGUE pedigree, right? I mean, I saw it quite a bit during my tenure. I am glad it didn't take. This author also displays another strange tendency characteristic of IL "geniuses" . . . ignoring the obvious, mistating the genuous, and embracing the tenuous, as long as it results in the desired theoretical outcome.
I am sure our friend here is in wonderful shape after decades of abstaining from meat products, devouring wheat grass shakes, and lifting heavy mirrors to enjoy his own glorious visage, but a simple fact of life for most of us is that we are in our best shape in our late teens and early twenties. Ever notice you don't see a lot of 30 year old ball players? That's because their bodies can't heal properly anymore. It may be possible that combat is as strenuous as basketball or tennis.How wonderful he is to give us some insight on his mind.
How he longed to be a big fish in a little pond. However, as is often the case with such cockalorums, he failed to see beyond his own naivete. Had he enlisted with the grunts, he would soon have found that there is another pool of candidates that the armed services choose from. In fact, the line is quite long to enter the service academies and it is doubtful that he would have passed their rigorous criteria. Indeed, his AFQT was like a, well an ivy league engineer applyint to Microsoft through the mail room. I wonder if he would be so bold to disparage the many common Americans who ssek work through the mail room.
But, let me not criticize so much. Let's all just marvel at his wit and cunning. That part where he discovered in the "hidden text" of his enlistment contract that the army could send him anywhere . . . . that was just sheer brilliance. Imagine all of the other dopes that signed up thinking the Army was only stationed in Peoria. This author sure wasn't one of "the idiots" that day.
So, Bravo, Bravo to you, my cowardly friend. And your bs lies. I am sure you have sat at night, whatever of your little manhood in hand, dreaming that someone that you were the most brilliant person they had ever met, and also oh so brave and cunning. I just hope that someday, when that little spot on your sheets dries, you can come down to earth and see what life could truly mean by following the examples of those "idiot" kids who will someday have extraordinary tales to tell, rather than griping twenty years later that they "could've been" - - -Ivy League degree, cubicles, personalized coffee mugs and all.
2.Boastful talk; braggadocio.
for context read this . . .DON'T TRUST SOLDIERS UNDER 30
"Congress ought to raise the minimum age of military service to at least 30. Not only do older recruits make better soldiers--ask any officer--they'll be more realistic veterans after the fighting ends."
Cowardice??? Probably . . .
But, it may just be a simple god complex. That's indicative of an IVY LEAGUE pedigree, right? I mean, I saw it quite a bit during my tenure. I am glad it didn't take. This author also displays another strange tendency characteristic of IL "geniuses" . . . ignoring the obvious, mistating the genuous, and embracing the tenuous, as long as it results in the desired theoretical outcome.
I am sure our friend here is in wonderful shape after decades of abstaining from meat products, devouring wheat grass shakes, and lifting heavy mirrors to enjoy his own glorious visage, but a simple fact of life for most of us is that we are in our best shape in our late teens and early twenties. Ever notice you don't see a lot of 30 year old ball players? That's because their bodies can't heal properly anymore. It may be possible that combat is as strenuous as basketball or tennis.How wonderful he is to give us some insight on his mind.
How he longed to be a big fish in a little pond. However, as is often the case with such cockalorums, he failed to see beyond his own naivete. Had he enlisted with the grunts, he would soon have found that there is another pool of candidates that the armed services choose from. In fact, the line is quite long to enter the service academies and it is doubtful that he would have passed their rigorous criteria. Indeed, his AFQT was like a, well an ivy league engineer applyint to Microsoft through the mail room. I wonder if he would be so bold to disparage the many common Americans who ssek work through the mail room.
But, let me not criticize so much. Let's all just marvel at his wit and cunning. That part where he discovered in the "hidden text" of his enlistment contract that the army could send him anywhere . . . . that was just sheer brilliance. Imagine all of the other dopes that signed up thinking the Army was only stationed in Peoria. This author sure wasn't one of "the idiots" that day.
So, Bravo, Bravo to you, my cowardly friend. And your bs lies. I am sure you have sat at night, whatever of your little manhood in hand, dreaming that someone that you were the most brilliant person they had ever met, and also oh so brave and cunning. I just hope that someday, when that little spot on your sheets dries, you can come down to earth and see what life could truly mean by following the examples of those "idiot" kids who will someday have extraordinary tales to tell, rather than griping twenty years later that they "could've been" - - -Ivy League degree, cubicles, personalized coffee mugs and all.
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30? That 'argument' is so flawed it doesn't even merit discussion.
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