Given the previously (and rightfully) vented hatred for unwashed studenty coffee shop types who like nothing more than to wallow in their own supposed intelligence. I realise that I may be pushing my pulheems by bringing up the seemingly pretentious subject of the paradox.
However I think this should be addressed as it is something that faces every soldier.
The paradox in question is- That to advance my social standing in the block I must endanger my career.
For example I knew a guy who hit the fire water a little bit too hard at the squadron christmas do, and skiffed the OCs wife. The only defence he offered was 'What are you complaining about, Sir? She already had a tashe and smelled of sh1t anyway.'
Obviously the man in question is still a legend amongst the lads. However career wise it was a different story, as ten years later he emerged, Golum like, from the swamped mattress store in Soltau. Suffering from borderline anaemia and smelling of sugar puffs.
So which side do you fall on? The 'Doming the 2IC's mug with NSU discharge, buckshee Tom' clan.
Or the 'High flying disaproving of people drinking wee' gang.
I realise there is the happy medium of not getting caught and still being promoted, but for the purpose of this conversation, it's a two horse race.
However I think this should be addressed as it is something that faces every soldier.
The paradox in question is- That to advance my social standing in the block I must endanger my career.
For example I knew a guy who hit the fire water a little bit too hard at the squadron christmas do, and skiffed the OCs wife. The only defence he offered was 'What are you complaining about, Sir? She already had a tashe and smelled of sh1t anyway.'
Obviously the man in question is still a legend amongst the lads. However career wise it was a different story, as ten years later he emerged, Golum like, from the swamped mattress store in Soltau. Suffering from borderline anaemia and smelling of sugar puffs.
So which side do you fall on? The 'Doming the 2IC's mug with NSU discharge, buckshee Tom' clan.
Or the 'High flying disaproving of people drinking wee' gang.
I realise there is the happy medium of not getting caught and still being promoted, but for the purpose of this conversation, it's a two horse race.