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I was a garde punis ? Joseph what does this mean
A screw. In charge of the guys banged up en Taule. Sorry Joe couldn't resist it mate ha ha ha
I was a garde punis ? Joseph what does this mean
A screw. In charge of the guys banged up en Taule. Sorry Joe couldn't resist it mate ha ha ha
En Taule??
A screw. In charge of the guys banged up en Taule. Sorry Joe couldn't resist it mate ha ha ha
A Screw, Prison Guard? For knuckle heads that Fecked up? Man your euphemisms are great, I am learning a whole new vocabulary.
It basically means 'In prison'
In the Corps we have the Brig, used to have Correctional Custody, and 45/45 Restriction.
The Brig is prison for the serious Feck-ups
We did away with Correctional Custody, Marines with Attitudes would get sent top CC for a couple of months. The CC Unit was staffed by very unadjusted to regular Marine Corps life former Drill Instructors. CC Unit made boot camp look like Sunday School. Other services like the Navy or Air Force would send some of their little precious ones over for adjustment. When I mean precious the little AF shites were pampered and not used to being handled, let's say roughly and dominated by the maddest most sadistic former Drill Instructors.
45 and 45 is 45-days restriction and 45-days extra duty. 45 and 45 is house arrest. The Old man would sentence the screw ups to 45 and 45 for things like being UA (Unauthorized Absence) or a smaller offense. They had to report everyday to their company for a regular day, then at 16:30 they had to check in with the Battalion Officer of the Day (Enlisted and Officers stand this 24-hour Post once a month) to begin scrubbing shitters and such. Once they were done with Corvee, back to the barracks; however, they were not allowed to be out of uniform until after their last check-in with the OOD at 22:00. They had to check in every 2-hours until 22:00 then the OOD would do surprise bed checks at random wee hours of the morning. They had no liberty, no visitors, were not allowed to be any other place besides their duty station, their barracks room, or at the Battalion cleaning toilets and painting rocks. In Cuba I had a 1st Sergeant (Senior Enlisted in a Company) dump several boxes of 50 pound Nails of varying sizes into a heaping pile of nails and he made the knuckleheads re-sort all of the nails then he'd dump them again.
Instead of 45 and 45, I believe I would have preferred the Brig!
I slept on a concrete floor wearing an itchy old uniform and boots with no laces. I stood up when eating and was in solitary confinement for 14 days. The crime? Beating the shit out of a French sgt in Guyane
I don't care who you are that shite right there is funny.
Mick You'd have been glad to have me as a garde punis. I would come across, especially the weekends, guys getting casse croutes and beer brought to them from the foyer or company club. I'd take a beer and move on.
Ha ha. It reminds of my best commando raid from the prison to the pouf and back with a few crates of Kro for the blokes banged up. After lights I managed to get out of the back of the nick, clambered across the zone technique hiding behind the vehicles whilst scooting into the bar. Once there I saw a few mates so once beer was bought I stayed for a few. Then two PM's did there normal nose around and one particular horrible Portuguese CCH looked at me straight in the eyes. I thought..that's it, I'm done. But he just left..phew. I then waited until my mate shitters was on duty at the gate and legged it back to the nick, in through the window and handed out my ill gotten gains. A day later whilst appel that same CCH was on duty and looked at me with a puzzled expression, as if to say..I know you Jonny..I smiled. He smiled back. I was a crazy ****er in those days. Do I regret anything? Not one second. I was told by a British adjudent that I was going to Regina a day after I got out. From then on, I was in the trees and 'soldiering' never once after that did I spend anymore time en taule.
You know Johnny, I do believe you done it right. We have a saying if you have never been to Office Hours (Administrative Punishment) you were not a Marine. And there is a Marine Corps famous saying from our very beloved Chesty Puller, "take me to the Brig, where the real Marines are."
You lived it to the fullest from what I can tell.
You don't necessarily have to mess up to end up in jail. It's a legion way. Unless it's a major banane it does not affect your career at all. You do your time, come out, no change in rank and carry on. I know one guy who got out three days early to be sent on his Sgt's course. He took off his 'bob' when talking to me while in jail, 4 months later I was saluting him. Did he have any hard feelings? No. I didn't send him to the taule.
Peter,
That is why I am retiring from the forum pro-tem. It has definitely declined. I shall however retain a watching brief from afar.
Kind regards,
Chas.
Just popped in. Best thread in years... I;m with Wakey... But I understand why Murray used other photos... If I looked like him, I would have gone with Gollum rather than that weak looking d:ck broom hanging under his nose...
Just saying... As for criminal records... I now have a greatest hits album...
Growing old disgracefully...
Stay Safe...