The Broken Soldier

My art is eating donuts, smoking Djarum cigs, insulting people in ways they likely don’t understand, and shitting. Yes, I said shitting. I’m a soldier and part black. For those who get the reference, awesome. For those who don’t, too bad.

All the Army owes me, and yes ‘entitlement-mentality’ mud-throwers, the Army does owe me, is back pay, date-of-rank correction, proper medical care, and the respect my education, experience, and sacrifices to this Country merit. They’re getting slightly better at their art, or at least appear to be. Time, as always, will tell. And so, as always, will I.