LANCE CORPORALS UNITE!!!

There are no more barriers to cross. My moral, my motivation, my hopes, disappeared a log time ago, probably in ITB, if they ever did exist. All I have in common with the untrainable, the shitbags, and the terminal lances, and the ad-seps, all the belligerency I've caused, and my utter indifference toward it, I have now surpassed. There is an idea of a Lance Corporal, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entente, some thing of losery. And though I can hide my demotivation and you can see me in a uniform biding by the proper customs and courtesies, and maybe you can sense that our enlistments are probobly comparable, I simply do not give a shit.