The Army Taught Me How To Kill...

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I wasn't a combat soldier when I served as a parachute rigger. In fact, anyone who died at my hand would have been a fellow U.S. Paratrooper. Yet, just knowing what I knew about parachutes and Army procedures taught me how to use them if I lost my senses and decided to kill. When I worked as a Radio Operator, the only thing I shot was signals through the air. Unless my area was over run, I probably would never have to kill anyone... but again, knowing how radio equipment works, if I put my mind to it, I could make a weapon out of it. In the National Guard, I was in the Artillery. There it was my job to learn all the ways an M109 155mm, self propelled howitzer could bring on the ugly to whoever had the misfortune of being on the other end of the projectiles' tragectory. I was in the National Guard while I was in college. In college my major was Paramedicine/Search and Rescue. As part of my education I took Human Anatomy & Physiology, Gross Anatomy, Pharmacology and (of course) Paramedic courses. I aslo spent many hours learning the ropes and techniques of modern search and rescue. Those classes taught me how the body works, and how to save lives. I learned what coroners and forensic investigators look for as evidence of foul play. In other words, the Army taught me how to kill... a degree in Paramedicine taught me how to get away with it. ;~D