After I graduated from high school, I was making good money painting houses, my girlfriend was cool with a rockin’ little bod, and I partied almost every night. But after a year or so, I started to wonder: “If someone wrote a book about my life, would anyone want to read it?”
I wanted discipline and training, but I didn’t want to give up my hard-rockin’ lifestyle. Where, I wondered, could that elusive combination of rigid authoritarian structure and unbridled monster power chords be found? Then I saw a commercial for the U.S. Navy. That’s when I knew what to do with my life.
And guess what? The U.S. Navy fucking kicks ass, dude. From the time we’re awoken at 06:00 by System Of A Down or Disturbed till we drift off to sleep to an instrumental guitar version of “Taps” performed by Zakk Wylde, it’s a nonstop rock block…