{"id":279,"date":"2003-11-10T08:35:27","date_gmt":"2003-11-10T08:35:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/?p=279"},"modified":"2003-11-10T08:35:27","modified_gmt":"2003-11-10T08:35:27","slug":"riding-with-the-marines","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/2003\/11\/riding-with-the-marines\/","title":{"rendered":"Riding with the Marines"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>John Koopman of the San Francisco Chronicle was embedded with a Marine combat unit in Iraq. The first chapter of his account is p<a href=\"http:\/\/sfgate.com\/cgi-bin\/article.cgi?f=\/c\/a\/2003\/11\/10\/KOOPMAN.TMP\">osted here<\/a>.   He&#8217;s the rare newsie with a military background, having done a four-year peacetime hitch in the Marines. A highlight from haircut day: <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>It&#8217;s June 1976 and I&#8217;m sitting at attention in a wooden barracks. This is Parris Island, South Carolina. I&#8217;m 17 years old.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nWe&#8217;re waiting to get haircuts. We all have hair down to our shoulders, or longer. And Marine barbers don&#8217;t really cut as much as shear.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nThey&#8217;re taking guys four at a time into another room for their three-minute shearings. I&#8217;m staring out a screened window at people passing by. Marine wives and friends, laughing and strolling. They&#8217;re free. I&#8217;m not.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nI hear a commotion. Some brave young man has approached a drill instructor. The recruit is short and muscular. Handsome, with beautiful, dark curly hair. There&#8217;s been a terrible mistake, he says. He&#8217;s not supposed to be here.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nI expect the drill instructor to explode and scream. But he doesn&#8217;t. He smiles. He&#8217;s going to pick the wings off a fly. What&#8217;s the matter, young man, he asks gently.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nThe boy, emboldened, smiles back. He says he lied on his enlistment papers. He has a bad back, a wrestling injury. His recruiter told him to lie about the injury so he could enlist. But now his back hurts and he realizes it was a mistake. Can he go home?<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nThe DI smiles and calls to another couple of drill instructors. Listen to this sad story. And the boy says again, he has a bad back.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nOne DI says, I think we should process him right out of here.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nI agree, says another.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nBut first, the original DI says, you&#8217;re getting a haircut.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nThe three DIs grab the boy and pull him toward the barber room. He screams. No! It was a mistake! I don&#8217;t want my hair cut!<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nHe had gorgeous hair. Then it was gone. His scalp was mottled. When he crawled out of the barber&#8217;s room, they took him from the barracks and we never saw him again.<br \/>\n<BR><BR><br \/>\nWelcome to the Marine Corps. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>John Koopman of the San Francisco Chronicle was embedded with a Marine combat unit in Iraq. The first chapter of his account is posted here. He&#8217;s the rare newsie with a military background, having done a four-year peacetime hitch in&hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link-p\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/2003\/11\/riding-with-the-marines\/\">Read more &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/279"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=279"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/279\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=279"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=279"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tommangan.net\/printsthechaff\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=279"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}