They showed us that video in boot camp. Pretty scary stuff.
I remember, when returning from a 2 month Alpac, it was known that the BMC had picked up the drip drip drip. Us single quartermasters stood on the bridge-wing watching in amazment as he greeted and kissed his wife on the pier. I never liked the guy since the time he caught me painting white paint over rust, but that moment made me really despise him.
