Thursday, July 26, 2012

Boot camp chapter 1

The stink was something awful and would cling to my nostrils for days after we got out of this bloody swamp. My feet were wet, but the stars shone in the skies above us reminding us that there was a world out there, somewhere, even if we couldn't get to it, still existed. We moved forward through the swamp trying to keep track of each other in the darkness

Brendan, our company leader, had the compass so we followed him whether we like it or not, whether he knew where we were going or not. Suddenly a call came down the ranks, it's time to bivouac so we pulled out our tents and started making camp.
Now don't take me wrong this is not camp like you might think it is, we were all sitting here because we're what the court calls incorrigible. Most of us here were sent to this survival camp, to learn discipline and be obedient and respect our authority figures. Authority figures, like they deserve our respect.

Most of us had made some mistakes, breaking and entering, fights, drugs, but nothing really major some of us had gang affiliations, some of us just had bad relationships with our parents. This was their solution. Send us out in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of jar headed baboons barking orders in there jackboots. Yeah, if we didn't have a problem with authority before we certainly have one now don't we? We have learned a lot out here though we've learn to count on each other, we've learned that even if we can't trust the adults in the world we can trust each other, we have each others backs no matter what color we are or what religion we practiced. All of that was secondary. You know one day Pitz came up with this really great idea. What if we took what we've learned out of here and brought it back with us? We just bring it back in a but if a way, differently than they expect? You see in many ways they have succeeded, they have taught us discipline, they've taught us to be brothers, they've taught us to trust in each other at least but they failed in some very important areas.

They've proven that we can't trust those in authority. We need to question everything about our lives. You see Pitz was one of those people who had gang connections, grew up in Hells kitchen where everything was blood in, blood out. He figured what if we took what we've learned back out to the street? What if we taught our brothers and sisters in poverty the unity we've learned out here in this stinking miserable swamp? We can actually turn our world around and make it something where we are all equal, we're even with everybody else. What greater sacrifice, what greater price can be paid for that? So that became our enduring plan, the idea of freedom, the idea that in poverty equality is all we've got, those egg heads in the books basically said the same thing and thier heroes man, our founding fathers, and if that came at the point of a gun well wouldn't be the first time, and let's face it the gangs are better armed than the police ever could be and with this military training and discipline we would be unstoppable. There would be no force on this planet that could equal us and were ready to make those sacrifices. We've faced death, seen our friends die. Are you? Have you?

1 comment:

  1. One of our supreme court judges thinks it is ok for the PEOPLE to have rocket launchrs. way to go judge until they launch it at his house,
    judge Scala

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