A Day In The Life

They were rounded up and brought to a gathering area in what are known as “cattle cars.” Then, military men in neatly pressed uniforms gathered and began shouting at them. The startled men, some visibly scared, some unsure, were herded into a group and forced to go to a barber shop where all their hair was shaved off their heads. They were forced to shave off their facial hair and they were placed in a building. Fifty-five men filled the rows of bunk beds. They were not allowed to have any books, none of them had the holy book they held in high regard. These poor men were forced to work from very early in the morning to very late in the evening. The men were kept in old buildings that were erected as temporary structures during WW II. The buildings had gaps in the walls that allowed the outside air to enter. It was either hot or cold in the building, never comfortable.

The men in military uniforms with “U.S. ARMY” patches above their left pockets arrived well before sun up banging cans and making noise in an effort to startle the exhausted men who prayed to their God that they could survive another day. The uniformed men screamed and yelled as the men were herded into a bathroom designed to accommodate 5 men instead of 55. The men walked through showers like walking through an assembly line hoping to get wet enough to wash off the funk of their new living quarters. As they cleaned the uniformed men began deriding them and screaming for them to get done faster. They were harassed as they were forced to make their beds. Then they were herded to a place to eat. The dining area was old and the men had to stand in line to get their food. Some were forced to roll in the grass and do “grass drills” as others were forced to do physical tasks before eating. Once inside, they picked up trays and were given some of everything to eat. They sat down and had 3 minutes to down the meal as the uniformed men screamed at them to eat it now and taste it later. They were not allowed to speak because the uniformed men said they were there to eat and only eat. When they returned to their living area some of their beds had been turned over and thrown about. The men hurried to clean the mess before the uniformed ones returned. The men’s days were filled with indoctrination training, their nights filled with hard work as they tried to keep their sanity and keep from having the uniformed men unleash their fury because of some minor infraction of the rules. The men were allowed to attend worship services once a week and that day was Sunday, regardless of what their religion recognized as the proper day.

These men were all forced to wear the same clothes, to sing the same songs, to do the same things. They were gassed with a riot control agent and they were forced to walk miles and miles as the uniformed men shouted at them. As we read these horrors we must ask if it is time to shut down this hell house run by the military. The answer is no. These are the descriptions of the days your’s truly spent in basic training at Fort Knox Kentucky. Yes, it was tough and it appears we were treated worse than those terrorists down in Gitmo that those on the left have such a fondness for.



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