I joined the Navy when I was 19, to combat elements of myself I did not know how to live with. This is something I have had mixed feelings about over the years. I joined during the Forever Wars, which I was strongly opposed to, but my moral code isn't really the reason I washed out during Service School: to quote the Waybacks, "they caught me reading On the Road /and threw me on my ass /there were a bunch of other factors/ which I won't enumerate". 

Still, it became part of me. The decision to join the Navy led my life in new directions I never could have predicted, and was ultimately a good one.

I have never been prouder of it than I was today, when I wore my US Navy uniform hat to join the millions of Americans at No Kings rallies across the country. I was only in for five months. That's five months longer than the man who just wasted 148 million dollars on a giant military parade while waging war on his own citizens in LA. 

I will continue to do all I can to defend the constitution against all enemies, foreign and domestic. The domestic enemies are currently in charge, but the people of the United States will not stand for fascism.

By sheer co-incidence, a poem I wrote during my time in the Navy was published today at Fixator Press:

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