Sometimes the Air Force write their own jokes....

Going from Marine Infantry to an Air Guard air transport MOS was an adjustment, I must admit, but I trained hard, manned-up, got on a high protein diet...and finally won the coveted Blue Pisscutter.

Rifle qual is pretty rough until the first cocktail break, around elevenish...
 
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How many outside of a job field like @amlove21 's join the Air Force to run around outside and learn how to kill people?

If the percentage is small then a cushy range makes sense, IMO.
 
How many outside of a job field like @amlove21 's join the Air Force to run around outside and learn how to kill people?

If the percentage is small then a cushy range makes sense, IMO.
I would have to look, but there are basically 5 career fields in the entire AF that are required to shoot more than once a year as part of their normal duties, not including before a deployment or whatever.
 
Most jobs in the Air Force are non-shooting and technical. It would be a waste of time and money to train them beyond fundamentals in skills they will never use. Us big shot macho-men crayon-eaters find them an easy target when we see them trying to perform a skill they're unfamiliar with, but I wonder how we would do trying to do their jobs.

In spite of the humor--which is fine--I'm proud of the years I spent in the Air Guard. And believe me I've heard all the Air Force jokes from my Marine buds.

But they poof into thin air the moment you witness a Rolling Thunder or Arc Light mission from the ground...you get a pretty good idea what the end of the world will be like, and your enemies--those that are left--stagger out of whats left of the jungle, naked or in rags, shaking all over, the piss and shit running down their legs.

All those little technicians and wing-wipers and bomb-loaders and weather nerds just made THAT happen. They made Armageddon and delivered it to your AO.
 
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Despite my disdain for a lot of the AF, I really am a proud USAF SNCO first. If I wasn't, I would leave.

Your post made me fucking proud, and you're damn right. I may second guess Strategic leaders- but a group of people that can do no wrong are the E-1 through E-5 and O-3's that do the day to day work of ICAS and F3EA that actually affects and wins fights, campaigns, and wars.
 
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Most jobs in the Air Force are non-shooting and technical. It would be a waste of time and money to train them beyond fundamentals in skills they will never use. Us big shot macho-men crayon-eaters find them an easy target when we see them trying to perform a skill they're unfamiliar with, but I wonder how we would do trying to do their jobs.

In spite of the humor--which is fine--I'm proud of the years I spent in the Air Guard. And believe me I've heard all the Air Force jokes from my Marine buds.

But they poof into thin air the moment you witness a Rolling Thunder or Arc Light mission from the ground...you get a pretty good idea what the end of the world will be like, and your enemies--those that are left--stagger out of whats left of the jungle, naked or in rags, shaking all over, the piss and shit running down their legs.

All those little technicians and wing-wipers and bomb-loaders and weather nerds just made THAT happen. They made Armageddon and delivered it to your AO.


Yeah. So true. Great post.
 
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Big Air Force and Big Navy have had to take a backseat in the GWOT, and they haven't really opened the tap on all that firepower since Gulf War 1...and even then the full wrath of both was never unleashed. But wait til that little fat fucker in NK drops a Hwasong 15 on somebody we like and then watch the fury of the Gods.

We've got 10 supercarriers just floating around. At least 14 strategic bomber wings (B52s, B1s, B2s), missile subs, ICBMs...when we have to pull the chain on all that inventory you know the shit is real. And it would be unrealistic to think we won't ever have to. And that's when the wing-wipers and swab-jockeys and techno-geeks become warriors...and all us stout-hearted fighting men are digging the fuck in.
 
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little fat fuck


For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!
 
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