I retract my previous statement! Put the snake back!

But I think we deserve a little proof. As Mondale demanded of Hart, just two years before your “alleged” escapade:

“Where’s the beef?”
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Where’s_the_beef%3F

Got any photos (”crime scene” aftermath I mean), Stars & Stripes stories, or maybe a local Yongsan garrison newspaper clipping? Surely it must still be recorded somewhere, though I suppose CID/MP blotter reports are tossed after a year or two unless somebody gets arrested and charged.

If so, maybe you can work out with the Marmot about how to get them to him for posting and thus further entertainment/ admiration.

Not saying I’d admire it (I’m a golfer sometimes, & what you did guarantees some time in purgatory), just that I enjoy a good story. However this is the internet and even Bolsheviks (more like anarchists in this case) should have the good manners to provide some kind of a link.

You should have a living snake shoved up your ass! Anyone who would damage a golf course is an scumbag. Do you have no shame?
OOOps… Make that the Bolsheviks should have that treatment! Maximus Maya Copa!

You should have a living snake shoved up your ass! Anyone who would damage a golf course is an scumbag. Do you have no shame?

AAFES contributes to MWR, which are “non-appropriated fund” activities. So PX purchases made by USFK soldiers actually pay for the Seongnam golf course enjoyed by Koreans.

The Commissary, on the other hand, is subsidized by the taxpayer, and does not have to make a profit.

But as for Koreans on USFK courses, yes, I have a hell of a problem with memberships and tee-times being awarded to civilians instead of soldiers.

1986…we were living in uninsulated, open-bay quonset huts built back in 1953. Diesel was strictly rationed, so when we ran out on Feb 15th, that was pretty much it for heat in the barracks. The latrines and shower areas were common for 20 quonset huts, and 300m away in the cold. A battalion ate in one single “stretch” quonset hut, so no lingering over chow.

The 8th Army golf course was a nice place to eat breakfast, if we could get down to civilization. On several trips, I or my troops were turned back at the door because we were in field clothing, vice spiffy BDU’s or class-b’s. Forget playing golf there. Every time someone in the platoon tried, it turned out that various staffs or “special activities” associated with the viceroy had permanently blocked out tee-times.

Then the 8th Army Golf Course clubhouse burned down. Nobody knows why or how.

While we were told that money was not available to refurbish the quonset hut that served as the enlisted club at Cp Hovey, it seems that money WAS available to rebuild 8th Army’s golf course clubhouse from the ground up, bigger and better, and in a record-setting 60 days.

A few Bolsheviks in the platoon had an idea…so in the middle of the night, a platoon of tracks, M113’s and 548’s, to be exact, roadmarched to Yongsan. Someone had thought to dummy up convoy clearance paperwork and paint on bumper numbers for an entirely fictitious 1369th ADA BN.

The platoon of tracks entered Yongsan and went straight for the golf course, at around 0200. Nice pivot turns on each and every green, destroying the grass, digging holes a foot or so deep. Roostertails of sod flying from the tracks, we departed Yongsan and were back home in time for PT.

Naturally, 8th Army had a shit-fit. Gary Luck, the commander of 2ID and a real soldier’s soldier, stubbornly insisted that none of his tracks had left the gate of Camp Casey (technically true, as we were at Hovey), and fended off any and all efforts of CID to investigate. MG Luck knew exactly who had done this horrible thing, and sent the platoon leader a personal attaboy.

It took well into the fall for them to repair damage to the greens and fairways.