Hagel to search out Military porn

[oldno7]

http://www.militarytimes.com/article/20130507/NEWS/305070032/Hagel-Troops-workplaces-will-checked-degrading-images-women[COLOR=#2C2C2C][FONT=Helvetica]


The extraordinary searches will be similar to those the Air Force conducted last year and prompted officers to scour troops

[Byron]

Wow...times have changed.

Back in the early 80s, I did a stint in the Navy. My job was an IS, or Intelligence Specialist. Basically, an administrative clerk for classified documents. Man, I can go on and on with stories to tell, but I digress...

So after boot camp, they send you to school for 3 months to learn the job before shipping you out. The school is like a 'mini boot camp', with lots of rules and instructors looking over you shoulder, ready to punish you for mistakes.

Anyway, we were NOT ALLOWED to take ANY study material out of the classroom. No homework...because they wanted to condition you that taking classified information out of the office is a serious offense.

One of the things we had to memorize was Soviet missile classifications...there were dozens of them. We had all the info on flash cards. So I got the stupid idea to sneak them out to my dorm room for late night study. BAD IDEA! If they found them, I could get kicked out of the Navy or throw in the brig, or demoted to swabbing decks for 4 years or God knows what.

So where did I stash them? In the centerfold of the Playboy mag I had in my nightstand. I figured, for some reason, that it was a safe place...and I figured right.

So out of the blue, they announce a "Health and Safety Inspection". More like search and seizure! They were looking for booze, drugs, flash cards...anything "bad" to weed out the rule breakers. They came in quick, late at night, ordering everyone into the hallway to stand at attention while they ransacked each room, one by one. Overturning mattresses, going through desks, clothing, you name it.

So they get to my room. They would make you face into the room, standing in the hall at attention, presumably so you couldn't claim that something was stolen. I was, uh...shitting bricks.

So one of them opens my nightstand, lifts out the Playboy, holds it in his hand looking at the cover for a second or two...then sets it down. Why he didn't go straight for the centerfold, I'll never know...but man, did I dodge a bullet.

Anyway, back in those days porn magazines or X rated videos were hardly considered a problem. I wonder if they'll outlaw tattoos of pinup girls with big boobs.