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Subject: The Engineer Mafia
Time: 8:40:00 AM PST
Author:  majorsamuel


As I grow closer to leaving I find my time scarce and although I have many weighty and interesting subjects to write about, time constraints make it difficult to delve into these weighty matters.

So to maintain continuity for now, a quick description of the Engineer Mafia. In this task force of 1,775 soldiers there are only officially positions for nine engineers, and only two officers. And yet, the place is lousy with Engineer officers. The reason for this is the Engineer Brigade that I belong to was raided heavily during the recent troubles for individual soldiers. Units that were deploying short a dozen infantrymen or so would take engineers from my unit to make up the shortfalls. It was a remarkably frustrating experience.

What that left was a lot of Engineer Officers & Senior NCOs (Sergeants) with no troops. As this organization was stood up, though, there was a desperate need for these ranks. So although I and my loyal deputy (who is plotting my overthrow & death even as I type) are the only Engineers acting as Engineers, there are other Engineers sprinkled around in positions like the provost marshall's office (the police) and Information Operations and planning and...well...the place is lousy with them, like I said.

We know each other and although our jobs put us in different areas...we're still Engineers. We collectively refer to ourselves as "The Engineer Mafia" because other than my Deputy & I the rest are underground and have infiltrated all branches of this organization.

We're kind of like a secret society. Or a gang.

Like all good secret societies (or gangs) we've developed a secret sign. Put your right hand on your chest with three fingers out. That is the "E" in Engineer. Put your left hand next to the right and above it with your three fingers pointing down. That is the "M" in Mafia. Engineer Mafia.

It confuses the bejeesus out of everyone else. Mission accomplished.

The picture shown is the last great meeting of the Engineers. Our Brigade Commander came up and we had a great dinner. Not all are shown, and many of those shown are enroute now to the Sinai, but for that night at least the Mafia assembled.

By the way for clarification Friday will be my last post before my Vanishing Act.



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  • #3 Comment from majorsamuelEntry Author 
    1/7/05 9:21 AM Permalink
    Holy Cow. I've got to start editing my pictures now. Well, at least my speling has improved.....
  • #2 Comment from ophymirage 
    1/5/05 11:55 PM Permalink
    Obviously, the infiltrators have been infiltrated themselves. IM-Guy must be PURGED like the illuminati spy that he is..
  • #1 Comment from darknetizen 
    1/5/05 3:24 PM Permalink
    Hey, that guy on the right is in the IM ...