Case Study: Devil Pups

ENCAMPMENT! FALL OUT! Those words were what I and one hundred fifty other cadets were waiting to hear the minute we marched onto the parade grounds of Fort Pickett. We were standing under the merciless afternoon sun as the sweat trickled from my forehead onto the lapels of my freshly ironed uniform, and it felt as if that moment was never going to end. Going back exactly six days from that moment, I was feeling an unusual wave of excitement as I signed in at the Virginia Wing Civil Air Patrol Encampment as an Advanced Training Flight (ATF) cadet. After signing in I was introduced to my flight commander and my fellow flight members who were the people that I was going to be eating, bunking and associating with for the next six days. We were

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This was the predominant thought that entered my mind in the late spring of 2013 as I stepped onto the famous yellow footprints of Marine Corps Recruit Depot Parris Island. The idea was confusing and felt hypocritical. It stayed with me not only through the most difficult three months of my life – Marine Corps boot camp – but also throughout the four years that followed as an enlisted member of the United States Marine Corps.

The drill sergeant comes back to me and kneels in front of me as I push. “Private Wheeless,” he yells, “roll over and give me 50 sit-ups!” I, of course, roll over onto my back and begin doing sit-ups. “What number are you on?” He asks. “Six, Drill Sergeant!” I yell back. “Start over and count out loud this time, Private,” He yells back at me. I start over and begin to count out loud, “One Drill Sergeant, two Drill Sergeant,” and so on. While I am on my 30th sit-up I begin to wonder how I am going to be able to complete basic training. I have been here for 30 minutes and I am completely exhausted. I can not catch my breath, my stomach muscles are burning for me to stop and my legs are so weak I do not know how I am going to be able to stand up when the devil finally allows me to.

As Mark Twain once explained, “A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.” This sentiment was not one that I was not very familiar with before I went to boot camp. Like any young testosterone fueled eighteen year old male, I believed that, with some preparation, my, self perceived, athletic ability and wits would propel me to triumph over the challenges presented by boot camp .After all, I had never really experienced any kind of significant failure in my life: my football team won the league championship year after year, I passed all of my classes, I had lots of friends, and I had a happy home with two working parent’s life was good, it seemed everything was an immediate success. That is until I arrived at boot camp, where epic failure appeared to be the only means of success I was able to achieve. But, over time I learned my failures were not negative, they were, in fact, an invaluable step in the learning process that provided me with the necessary skills need to succeed.

Boot Camp along the line is been said that it can be called the Panacea Phenomenon, by breaking down and individual and reforming them to be a productive member of society with a new

In one’s life, there is that one place that is the more memorable than any other place in the world. For the men and women who service their country, deploying would be the most memorable place. Before the long, vigorous months in the closest place to hell, these man and woman share the same place that of the ones who have not deployed called boot camp. In the Marine Corps, recruits go through 13 weeks of physical and mental challenges aboard Marine Corps Recruit Depot (MCRD). But through all 13 weeks of being push to the limits, every Marines who came from San Diego MCRD could say the most memorable part of the depot would be meeting the Drill Instructors, getting their meal from the chow hall, and completing the final challenge as a recruit, the Reaper.

This problem is exacerbated by being a member of the Select Marine Corps Reserve (SMCR) as we only get one weekend out of the month with them and they still have to do all the regular annual training that active duty members have to. I will have to make the most of what time I am able to scrape together, but as the keeper of tradition it is my responsibility to make it happen. It can be done we don’t have to spend hours on end doing drill, we can just spend a few minutes of down time with the Marines in formation and have them run through some quick marching and facing

Senora was sincere in her actions to keep all the dogs, they were sheltered, content and alive. Under her care they would receive more desirable treatment than they would in a dog pound, or in the streets. I agree with her decision, but I wouldn't have countless dogs, without the proper resources to care for them. If you lack the resources you're only hurting the dogs, and yourself in the long run. The only element that was inhumane was the way the dogs were treated at the dog pound. It's despairing, they kill the dogs they consider "unadoptable". They are treating these animals like they are not living, breathing, mammals. Dog pounds should have programs in place where a disregarded dog can receive the treatment, and care they need. Sadly,

With this insight, I found that every participant to be likable on some level and was able to see that the program increased the cadets strength of their character and their resolve. The documentary covers the support the program supplies for its participants through the various exercises, counseling sessions, classes and work opportunities. The program offers each of these benefits at different phases. The documentary presents each participant in a way that it is difficult not to find some way to relate to each of them and to even care for them or their sense of purpose.

Camp Herzl was my home away from home for five years. It was where I first threw a frisbee, first asked a girl out to a dance, and made some of my greatest friendships. However, my experience at camp wasn’t always a perfect replica of the recruitment brochure. During my first summer at Herzl, the insecure fifth grader within me was entirely occupied with making good first impressions. Needless to say, after the first week, I was exhausted. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, toothbrush in one hand and toothpaste in the other, all I wanted to do was walk back to my cabin and sleep for hours. As I sloppily squeezed the toothpaste onto my toothbrush, the boy next to me, who was admittedly much more popular than I was, exclaimed to his friend, “Yo, don’t be so retarded!” A fire was lit underneath me. I walked up to the boy and scolded him for using such rude and offensive language. Back at the sink, I finished brushing my teeth, while the other boys stood in silence. In

Puppy Mills are large breeding areas where dogs are just produced at an over abundance. The cruelty that lies around a puppy mill is unthinkable. The profit of these dogs is put over the well being of them, it’s all about the money. Most of the puppies people will see at pet stores come right from a puppy mill, and are prone to either already being sick or it’s just the beginning of health problems to come. If puppy mills were shut down, many of the Pet stores that sell puppies would more than likely run out of business, because they wouldn’t have the supply from the puppy mills any longer.

The clock ticked away, and the time to face the inevitable had arrived. I was twenty-one years old when I stepped into the Navy recruiter’s office. I was set on a speedy course to find a field for me in the military, and soon I was on a plane towards Great Lakes, Illinois. One month exactly had passed, from when I signed my contract to when I stepped into the Recruit Training Command in Great Lakes. When I trained in boot camp, I had been introduced to new values and beliefs.

The founders Sean “Big Daddy” Porter and Andrew St. Marie started their company “Daddy’s Dogs” in July of 2015 after noticing late night food options were limited in areas with many local bars. Daddy’s Dogs is a gourmet artisan hot dog stand that sells higher quality hot dogs to late night crowds in Nashville. The stand sells large, beef hot dogs inside of fresh Provence Breads and Café buns, while offering many different kinds of condiments with toppings to go on top. Daddy’s Dogs is focused on tending to customer, product quality and overall convenience of the hot dog experience.

The discussions surrounding boot camps has always been extremely controversial. Many question the abilities of the inmates to learn with the strict military style regimen ( O’Neill, MaKenzie, and Bierie 2007). Although there are many basic similarities among the boot camps other aspects differ greatly. Each program is constructed differently with