Sniper

My dad mentioned that this part might be questionable for some people to read.. given the nature of the internet.

I've always thought I could be cold, calculating and efficient when it comes to killing. I have no issues with taking a sniper or gun to hand, and just firing a shot into them. It's always why I wanted to join the army, and it's always why I wanted to be a sniper

But I feel that it is necessary to keep it in. The reason for this is because I feel that the different positions of the army help to explain each person the best. When it comes down to it, the army has such a simplistic set-up. You have the leader types working as navigators, the people with pure brute strength working on the front lines, the smarter types working on weapons, communications, maps and the likes. War is a simplistic thing, and the way any unit acts speaks a lot on what kind of person they are. Snipers are patient, they work hard for their job. They don't have a job where they just go out to the front lines and do anything, nor do they have a job where pressure's involved as you command multiple people, their lives hanging on the very thread of your wits.

They sit, and they wait. They generally are supposed to have no remorse, no regrets. It's how I identify myself. Not because they were the most fun to play in video games, but because they are tactical, going through extraordinary lengths to hide in the trees, and set the traps. Because when it all boils down to it, everything could be set up perfectly, but it still takes skill to line up the shot. And at the end? Nothing, no feelings, no victory, no regrets. Pack up and get ready for the next job.

How do I know this you ask? What a great question! Of course I have an answer, and no I'm not stalling. When I went on birthright, my guard was a sniper in the IDF, and when we went to the bedouin tents, our second guard that night was a german sniper who was very very reserved. We chatted a bit, all three of us, and I learned. Oh, I learned a lot.

So you see, I'm going to leave it in. Don't worry, I'm not going to the gun store down the street and picking up a sniper for fun. I don't do these things for fun. The only reason why I would EVER join an army, is for the thought of the people who I'd protect. The women and children and fathers in homes, sitting at dinner, or in the family room. I'd hate for anything to happen to them, and consequently, it would be the reason why I'd ever find myself with a gun in hand.