So one night a good period of time ago I got in trouble for using drugs. I was blacked out drunk and then a kid gave me some illegal drugs. I am not going to say that I never used drugs, just that I never used them until long after I met the USS Dallas.

From what I was later told I told many many many people that I was using drugs that night. I don't remember it, but some friends said that I was even telling a bunch of officers on the boat how I used drugs.

To make a long story short one person out of the whole crew turned me in. Nobody else wanted to because I was generally a good guy and nobody wanted to see me get in trouble. Reflecting upon my actions I have not a single iota -not a morsel- of regret for that happening.

The kid who turned me in was a dumb cook. I say dumb not because he turned me in, but dumb because he was quite literally dumb. He initially was not going to turn me in but his older cook friend pressured him into turning me in. The kid ended up feeling so bad about it that he later cut his wrist and everything.

The asshole who convinced the kid to turn me in was a real fucking dirtbag. Again, he was not a real fucking dirtbag for convincing the kid to turn me in, he just was quite litterally a fucking dirtbag.

This probably seems like an anti navy rant, but it could not be less true. This is one of those days where I am more pro navy than I ever have been.

Why you ask?

Normally I would say I was joking or I must be on drugs to think this way, but today is different.

That older cook (complete fucking scumbag) just got in trouble for using cocaine. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it.

That is beautiful karma coming around and fucking that guy.

He is now in restriction. He was going to retire at his 20 year mark and he just wasted 18.5 years of his life in the navy to get no benefit and a big negative mark on his service records. And he is a dumb scumbag. I am extatic.

When you are in the navy as a nuclear technition they sell you this "world of opportunity bullshit" and when you get out it really does not match reality (even for those who get out the "right" way - at least based on what my friends have said).

I can't imagine anyone wanting to hire that guy because his is an old drug using scumbag. Normally my roommate tells me that negative energy is a bad thing, but he told me that this is one of those exceptions when it is ok to chear on and laugh at the failures of another person...and so I am sharing this with the entire world.

BZ MSC1 Selke

BZ is a bullshit line in the navy for bravo zulu (which also means congrats or well done)

incidentally boat steak was usually really well done

The title of this post is part of a Radiohead song. I heard them at Coachella this year. They kick ass...you should buy all of their CDs right now. As of right now the Coachella site is still playing Radiohead on their player. Fake Plastic Trees is #2, There There is #3.