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16th February 2003

11:07pm: By all means, it is to be enjoyed....
A rebuttal of an undeserving "Counseling" by my hero and comrade, Musician Second Class Paul Werner Palm, USN.


For the vast majority of the history of the seagoing military, there was a genuine distinction between officers, senior enlisted and junior enlisted. Officers were exclusively gentry, a privileged class with carefully guarded access to educational opportunities beyond anything available to the debase, "lower" class. The intended and resulting effect was to produce a social environment in which the commoner was ingrained from every facet of life with the overwhelming sense that officers (indeed, all upper-class) were truly "superior" people. From the perspective of a deckhand, entirely devoid of even the rudiments of education, whose primary concerns rarely extended beyond survival, sustenance and parasitic infestations, how else would one perceive an educated, affluent, antiseptic individual whose apparent nature embodied aristocracy's demonstrable characteristics other than as a wholly separate stratum? Indeed, at that time, for all intents and purposes, this differentiation was veracious.



Senior enlisted (albeit the historical equivalent thereof), though of the same ilk as the oft conscripted ship's crew, were also a distinct entity. Through experience and, unquestionably, cognitive development (via sheer longevity), this tier was able to distinguish itself from their likewise "ill-bred" juniors. Although unable to wield the Damoclean sword of class distinction, a Chief's authority was soundly based on a foundation of pertinent, intimate knowledge of the tasking of all his subordinates. Yea, this conversance-instituted overlordship was the archaic counterpart of the contemporaneous tutelage of a primary schoolchild by a secondary conferred sibling. Indisputably unworthy of the psychological genuflection demanded by officers of that day and short of inspiring servile obedience, nevertheless, this was tangible, sufficient justification to not only elevate senior enlisted to the acquired status of bourgeoisie, but also to secure their station in the chain of command (and, one might add, lay the groundwork for the crew's subjugation). In short, they had "paid their dues. "

The modern Navy (which can arguably be said to have barely reached its quartercentennial), has an added element for which there is no historical precedent and for which it is grossly ill-prepared. Although the long overdue inclusion of minorities and women within the U.S. Armed Forces has disrupted the status quo, neither constituent begins to scratch the proverbial surface of the iconoclastic introduction of the learned enlistee. Indeed, today's voluntary Services (due primarily to academic debt repayment and college tuition assistance programs) are experiencing an ever-increasing influx of a caliber of individual heretofore absent from the rank and file. This is not to say that slack-jawed ruffians and Wellsian troglodytes have ceased to be the cornerstone upon which forces are built. Nay, they are as deck plates are to vessels and as fodder to cannons. But, within those minions lurk (and, in other instances, parade) individuals whose intellectual aptitude and scholastic attainments shatter the "bluejacket" mold. Hence, the time-honored customs and myopic "one size fits all" management archetype that every level of the military hierarchy foists upon freshman enlisted members is, in a word, done.



Now, the bureaucratic hierarchy that is the military rank structure, being the formalized humanic derivative of the natural pecking order, has degenerated in many ways to exactly that. Rank and the chain of command exist in order to define and designate authority, responsibility and accountability. They were not begat as a convenient guideline by which members could determine whom they could tyrannize with impunity. This schoolyard badgering, effected by way of excessive use of one's authority over another, is (to say the least) inimical; nigh deplorable; at best, ignominious. Though an innate behavioral characteristic nearly universal in social species, it is a salient trait one would hope humanity had stigmatized into antiquity by now. Unfortunately, it is alive and well in the United States Navy and shows no signs of future abatement.

Worse yet, those sycophantic individuals who deem ostentatious subordination and affectation an affordable price for promotion, who follow any and all direction with spurious alacrity, ultimately are far more detrimental than the member who barely skirts insubordination and/or disobedience. These obsequious toadies, who increasingly master the art of prevarication and sophistry, eventually rise to a level of authority from which they may expertly serve their own self-interests while contributing little (if
anything) else. Be it not preferable the member who challenges complacency and questions directives? Is this not the route by which genuine contributions come?



On the other hand, orders (the hallmark of the military) and their execution are indispensable; that goes without saying. The chaos that would otherwise ensue is, literally, in no one's best interest. From the oath of enlistment through a seemingly endless number of additional regulations, the ubiquitous directive to "obey direct and lawful orders" stands paramount. Not that an oath or the written word has ever been sufficient to direct the course of man. Therein lies the necessity for the Uniform Code of Military Justice [UCMJ].



The UCMJ (amongst other legal matters) outlines offenses and their course of correction. Articles 89-92 deal specifically with disrespect, disobedience, insubordination, et cetera. {It is amazing that Article 90 defines willfully disobeying and assaulting a superior commissioned officer (three essential qualifiers) as equivalent offenses.} It is safe to surmise that these four articles receive a disproportionate amount of prosecution relative to the 57 other punitive articles. Article 93 - Cruelty and maltreatment...

Any person subject to this chapter who is guilty of cruelty toward, or oppression or maltreatment of, any person subject to his orders shall be punished as a court-martial may direct.



...in all likelihood, is virtually untouched.

So, our new Navy's officers and senior enlisted have the unenviable task of managing a next generation that is eminently well aware of the parity of all peoples (nobility is obsolete) and that is feasibly better educated in the task at hand than the rater. (Beware the occasional polymath.) Just as some prior establishment had to begrudgingly relinquish the cat-o'-nine-tails and keelhauling, so too must this upper-echelon undergo a paradigm shift. Gone are the days of abject servility. Usher in an age of social propinquity in which individuals are regarded for their abilities and contributions, not as a blanket function of a paygrade. Surly everyone has it within their capacity to make that natural differentiation. Or perhaps not.



Therefore, until the old guard reifies this concept or is supplanted by extra-naval erudite successors, the UCMJ and the threat of its employment will play an ever-broadening role in the inducement of discipline. Hopefully, the epitaph of these above delineated untenable mindsets has already begun to be written.



Pro tempore, quis custodiet ipsos custodes?







P. W. Palm
Current Mood: pleased

10th February 2003

7:27pm: Back from the grave, and this time.....it's personal.
Hello everyone!

Contradictory to popular belief, I am not or have not been "MIA". I've just been hella-super-crazy-silly-crazy-silly-hella-crazy busy lately. I just didn't have the time to be jacking my dick around on LJ or any other anti-boredom activity for that matter. Since last entry I have:

1) Journeyed to Viet Nam(know to some in the vernacular as the "Shit") and made it back alive uncertain if my "demon-seed" was planted in some Russian Flight Attendant/Prostitute.

2) Leased a house with my asshole roommate (if one of us makes it out alive I will be shocked with disbelief)

3) Got taken out of the Brass-quintet that I so much adore, to be put, against my will, into the "Rock" band Orient Express.

4) Went to my parent's house (literally a 24-hour travel day from Japan to South Carolina) for the holidays. Met up with hippie Skeletone(Ryan) and our hippie friend Rob. Went to the local strip joint and got a rub-down. Reminisced of the old highschool days and how we were finally going to get the band back together. We then went down to Arnold's Drive-In where I jumped 4 buses with my Harley. Aaaayh (that was a Happy-Days reference)

5) After a grand total of 3 months, I got put back into the Brass-quintet "Shonan Brass" for all the reasons I told them I shouldn't be in the "Rock" group.

6) I bought a brand-new/Factory sealed/non-refurbished Macintosh 15.2" G4 Titanium (1Ghz/1GB PC133 SDRAM/60GB Hard-drive/Superdrive dvd-r,cd-rw) Powerbook for $1000 cheaper than retail (it's white-hot off eBay).

7) I downloaded all 6 seasons of South Park off the greatest file-sharing program in the world, Kazaa (not to mention thousands upon thousands of US Dollars worth of software for both the Mac and PC).

Things to come if I don't die first:

1) February 19 I will be the ripe old age of 21. Slowly and surely my window of opportunity to score with young girls is diminishing.

2) I have to go on a cruise in which the band has to be all cool and represent the entire US in the largest AOR(Area of Responsibility) known as the Pacific Region. Its really going to suck having to go to all these exotic places in the Philippines and play the music I love. I'll try and keep my chin up and suffer through it. I hope god can give me the stremph.

Well, that's the current update. I'm sure it fell short of all your super-high expectations of me. If you don't like it well, you can just suck the gentleman's relish right out of my meat-missile. Tah for now.


Quote of the day:
"Some times it's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission." -Someone
Current Mood: mellow
Current Music: Claude Debussy; Clair de Lune, Suite Bergamasque 3

8th June 2002

6:53pm: Can I get a what what?
HOT or NOT
Official Rating
8.6
based on 474 votes

Check out my picture!

My raw votes:
12345678910

How HOT are you? - www.hotornot.com

5th June 2002

8:35am: The Greatest Show on Earth!
What do you consider the "Greatest pieces of music ever composed" any idiom or style. I shouldn't expect you to get this right but when you tell me your answer I will inform you with the correct one. *Hint* It's usually a final project in college theory.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: The Answer to the Question above.

21st May 2002

10:44pm: Star Wars Episode II: Quite possible the gayest movie yet.
Yes you heard it, I saw the movie 2 days before it came out and have wasted yet more time thanks to LucasArts. Yes thanks to MU3 Garwick and E-Donkey.com we were able to see both Star Bores and Spider-Man on our trip down to Shimoda for the Black Ship festival celebrating the friendship of Japan and the States (yea!!), and if given a pick between Star wars and Spiderman I would have definitely picked Spider man even though I think the pussy Tobey Maquire (or however the fuck you spell his name) the Cider house sucks donkey-balls queerbait was a poor choice for a Peter Parker. Although I did enjoy the nips on the ol' MJ. So in conclusion Lucas is probably wiping his ass with his gross $183M in the first four opening days but he'll never be as cool as me. So yet again, SEE YOU ALL IN HELL!
Current Mood: annoyed
Current Music: Kurt Elling demo dvd I stole/store:no one was appreciating

12th May 2002

1:14am: Howdy Ho! (or something similar)
Well yet again I am finally updating my journal and none of my friends are on. Nothing seems to be happening to me except now I finally have a room to myself, and the peasants rejoiced, yea! Well see you in hell whoever might be reading this.
Current Mood: cynical
Current Music: Allen Vizzutti: Variations on "The Carnival of Venice"

8th May 2002

8:51pm:


Which Street Fighter are you?
Test by Nathan
8:42pm: Hooray!




Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.


Going on the 5th hour of Arranging the chart "Blue Shades" by Frank Ticheli for our Brass Sextet. Please god, strike me down now.
Current Mood: blank
Current Music: The Firebird yet again.

5th May 2002

11:19pm: Hooray! Yet another time filler

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Want To Know Which Element You Are?

You are Air!


Flighty and spontaneous, nothing can hold you
down. Your thoughts, emotions, actions are all done with little concern except to experience and move on.
What is this stress that others talk about? You'll have none of that. You also put the other elements to
shame with the passion you can hold (although brief) for anything. Downfall is you don't think out things
and it can get you into some trouble. Your emotions are also wild, so you're prone to fly off the handle.


Best Match: Water, they're the only ones who can stand your nature and keep you out of trouble;
Spirit, they'll listen and take little offense to your wild emotions.

Worst Match: Fire, nothing like two rams fighting over the same female...





Streea
wasted a bunch of time making this test.




so very gay
Current Mood: artistic
Current Music: The Firebird: Igor Stravinsky
1:57am: It's fun time everyone!!
Why don't you rape me...uhhhh...I mean rate me, that's right.

http://www.hotornot.com/r/?eid=KQO8RQA&key=QCW
1:10am: Yet another survey.

You have Trigun eyes!

Take the test here!! Made by Jenna and Robbie.

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: Romeo and Juliet:Sergei Prokofiev.New York Philharmonic,1978
1:04am:





Find your Role-Playing
Stereotype
at mutedfaith.com.
[Angel.]
12:19am: Moulin Spooge!
"The greatest thing that you will ever learn is just to love and the other person cheats on you with some fat-ass loser who is in 11th grade that works as a bagger at a local grocery store. On top of that you give her an ultimatum; it's me or that fucking backwater, snake-handling, inbred-members-only church of hers or ME. She regrettably chooses that disgrace to humanity of a church over me. How dare she? And I'm spent.

Leaving quote. "Organized religion is the opiate of the masses". Karl Marx.
Current Mood: pessimistic
Current Music: The Rite of Spring: Igor Stravinsky, premiered in 1913 Paris

1st May 2002

7:44pm: Damn the Navy!!
Well after countless games of raquetball with this cute chick I just met; through unumerable hours of wasted energy she waits till after all the subtle flirting to then inform me that she is an officer. And as you know, us enlisted folk can't mingle or have anything to do with officers because they are so far above us. FUCKING SHIT!! Anyways it was a good work out and as you know you burn 600 calories an hour playing raquetball so it's a good cardio workout. Well, nothing has changed here so I can't really add to the fun of LJ. Well see you all in hell. Goodbye.
Current Mood: drained
Current Music: Pictures From an Exibition; Modest P. Mussorgsky, 1874

29th April 2002

10:20am: In a sentimental mood
Well I'm off for my nap so NOBODY BETTER WRITE ANYTHING THAT MIGHT SOME HOW ON THE OFF CHANCE OFFEND ME!! I couldn't take it in my feckless condition. Because I read into the internet way too much and your anonymous opinions I take to heart like a bible. It's the guide-line of my life. Well I'm off like a prom dress. Good bye. And see you in hell.
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Holst: The Planets. Orchestre syphonique de Montreal, 1986
8:56am: First Entry
Wow, I think I am going to cry..It's not every day you get to enter shit in an online journal, well I guess it is now. I feel like I'm a chick in a 70's sitcom about the episode where her boyfriend finds her journal and finds out the truth. Wow this is totally gay, RYAN, WHY DID YOU TALK ME INTO THIS. NOW PEOPLE WILL READ MY VERY THOUGHTS AND PASS JUDGEMENT ON ME AND I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE IT!! Well like I said, this is my first entry so if you don't like it you can lick my balls. Well I'm going to give myself a good rubdown and take a nap 'cause I'm cool like that. Peace out.
Current Mood: drained
Current Music: The porno music going on in the backround.
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