Petrarchive – the urge to join the navy grows stronger as the days pass

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No.11930 Anonymous>>11969 >>11974 >>12117
the urge to join the navy grows stronger as the days pass
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No.11963 Anonymous>>11968
enjoy being at sea for 250 days at a time and not having working toilets
No.11968 Anonymous
>>11963
And the rough trade gay sex.
No.11969 Anonymous>>11973
>>11930 (OP)
I worked with a guy who was in the Navy in the 80s he said he would never join today. He said it really used to be an adventure where you went and saw the world and now it's just rules, training, qualifications, and general bureaucratic hell. You used to visit dozens of countries and get a week+ off at port. Now if you're lucky you'll get a 4-5 stops for a few days each at best
No.11972 Anonymous
I like how they used to give them a daily ration of rum then they stopped in the 70s because life has to be as boring and sterile as possible
No.11973 Anonymous
>>11969
thanks for the response. i think my gen is not getting over how close we were to golden age of our civilization

>I came in at the end…the best is over.
No.11974 Anonymous
>>11930 (OP)
The way you wrote this just makes it sound like your gay thoughts are getting stronger with each passing day.
No.11975 Anonymous>>11976
for me, it's the urge to join a monastery
No.11976 Anonymous
>>11975

discipline begins to feel imposing in an environment like that rather than something born and nurtured within you. becomes grating
No.11979 Anonymous>>11981 >>11982
Why be on water when you can be on land?
No.11981 Anonymous
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>>11979
I'm on land, and yet my head is in the clouds
No.11982 Anonymous
>>11979
firstpageofmobydick.pdf
No.11983 Anonymous>>11988
They should've never let women on the boats. Not that they can't do the job but the mixed gender thing just doesn't work in such close quarters. They had to create a bunch of rules because guys kept scaring the hoes.
Maybe they could have an all female boat.
No.11988 Anonymous
>>11983
men are scaring "the hoes" on land too. let's bring in gender segregation on land
No.12099 Anonymous
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Everyday which passes, I realize my unhappiness comes from attempting to move beyond my caste. I don't blame my parents for wanting me to do great things, but they should've realized I wasn't cut out for it. I am weak, in mind and spirit. I'm meant for the yoke. I should be on a ship, my sole focus being the labors which drive us forward. Why did I enter into the world of speculation? Who cares about the morality of the military, in the grand scheme of things? Earth's soil is soaked with the blood of the innocent. Good-bye, wretched thought, I ought to be slaked only by the din of cannonfire and the flitter of a ribbon.
No.12117 Anonymous
>>11930 (OP)
Do it. I dont know what the time commitment is, but I doubt you will regret it.