Boot camp
So the bus finally shows up to take us to boot camp. The bus is playing a video telling us about boot camp rules and other stuff. One clip shows a couple of recruits saying why they joined and one of them said to defend our freedom, and I thought, awesome, these younger people understand the concept of freedom, because I sure didn’t at that age. Anyway so we finally get to boot camp and they tell us to run off the bus and line up. So I run and line up and my heart rate is elevated. They tell us to make a phone call home to say that we are at boot camp. Now I wasn’t planning on calling back home. As a matter of fact, there’s this guy on YouTube who tells his Navy stories and one of them is about how he wasn’t getting along with his parents and that when he called his mom she didn’t answer. So I figured even if I wanted to called back home, my parents would probably do the same thing. So I act like I’m calling back home because I didn’t want to be asked why I’m not calling back home, and I’m waiting for at least one person to start talking, but it had already been a couple of seconds and nobody had started talking on the phone yet, so I get kinda impatient and just start talking and say “I’m here, alright, bye” and act like I hang up. I hear a couple of people kinda say “aww”as if they were expecting me to actually call so that my father would have a chance not to answer my call so that I would feel bad I guess. Crazy, right? I guess they wanted my whole world to start crashing down and for me to be devastated because nobody answered the phone. One reason I joined was to get the hell away from my dad. Anyway, so we do the whole processing routine, and there are a couple of RDCs who are laughing at me, but they are imitating a laugh from a college friend of mine who I haven’t spoke to since college. I don’t have any personal problems with this person, however, I think she has some kind of resentment towards me because of my changed stance on illegal immigration. I also hear some other things being said which tells me that my harassers, family and friends, are telling these RDCs things to harass me with, as if to punish me because I’ve been such a bad boy. I don’t see how military service is a punishment, and if I really didn’t know how the military was like, I’m sure they knew even less and want to turn a good thing into a punishment. The treatment of the RDCs towards me is definitely due to the mischaracterization and defamation of me. I was sleep deprived, and I was livid. Not only was I not knowing what to expect, I couldn’t imagine or foresee this, especially because I joined an institution whose whole mission is to support and defend the constitution, and freedom and democracy around the world; and here I was, not free from the harassment from abusers. Since I was upset, I told my first bunk mate that I would have never joined if I knew it was going to be like this… being harassed from a distance. What else more could I have done to prevent this? Not much. I had already called the local law enforcement agency to report cyberstalking by my parents and sister. All I could really do now is, join an institution whose whole purpose is to support and defend freedom and the constitution, and continue to write to the Internet. So after some sleep, and some food, which was really good, and sometime to think this through, I realized that I’m in a very unique unfortunate situation and this is the consequence of being cyberstalked which couldn’t have been done without Apple. So yeah, joining the Navy was a great decision. My focus was to get through boot camp so I can have access to the Internet and to write about my experience, gather evidence, and hopefully gather some witnesses, who will be generously rewarded, so I can sue Apple.