Irony Meter: PEGGED!
Nov. 5th, 2003 11:23 pmThe nightly news: "Government to call up more troops in Iraq. That story after this."
"This" is a commercial for the Army National Guard. Talking about how you can earn money for college, etc - the standard pitch. Oddly, it fails to mention the possibility of being activated and sent halfway around the world to get your leg blown off for the Empire.
"In the Army National Guard, you can."
"This" is a commercial for the Army National Guard. Talking about how you can earn money for college, etc - the standard pitch. Oddly, it fails to mention the possibility of being activated and sent halfway around the world to get your leg blown off for the Empire.
"In the Army National Guard, you can."
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Date: 2003-11-06 06:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 08:21 am (UTC)The National Guard commercials also neglect to mention all the little maiming or lethal accidents one can get into during peacetime either. (For that matter, the regular Army recruitment commercials that show the cool Airborne ops neglect to mention all the accidents that happen during practice drops. Nor do they sing the "blood upon the risers" song.)
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Date: 2003-12-14 03:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 09:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 09:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 11:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 12:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 03:04 pm (UTC)These weren't MD's or RN's getting commissioned or anything, right?
(At least they weren't trying to get into the Marines.)
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Date: 2003-11-06 05:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 10:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-06 04:17 pm (UTC)One of the presentations was by an Air Force recuiter, the general "How cool it is to be in the Air Force" kind of thing (He had brought a 30mm dummy round from the A-10 and some other display stuff that was pretty neat).
He also presented a recruitment film, the highlight of which was lots of slo-mo footage of missiles firing, bombs dropping, Durandals digging giant holes in simulated runways, and so forth, all set to music.
The music?
Philadelphia Freedom by Elton John.
The older I get, the funnier that memory becomes.