When I was in Afghanistan I was in a situation in which we had all the resources to save the life of a teenage kid who was wounded in a suicide bombing, but he was of course refused medevac because we only treated civilian casualties if we were at fault for them. He then died. https://twitter.com/johncardillo/status/1264594237154361344">https://twitter.com/johncardi...

and I mean lol, this guy is some boring loser who tweets all day about imaginary disrespect to cops, but that incident was I think for me a moment in which I had to either just become completely dead inside or acknowledge that we weren& #39;t there to do good. So, I& #39;d say it was then.

But honestly, another extremely radicalizing moment was getting refused medical treatment for a severe dental injury at age 22 because I didn& #39;t have a credit card on me -- I& #39;m still dealing with some of the medical consequences of that

Another one would be getting a warning message to inspect all the helmets that we& #39;d worn during a 13-month combat deployment because they& #39;d been made to an unsatisfactory standard by their manufacturer, Federal Prison Industries https://finance.yahoo.com/news/prison-inmates-made-helmets-us-173823097.html">https://finance.yahoo.com/news/pris...

anyway none of this was classified or even all that secret -- it takes about two days in uniform to realize you& #39;ve joined the Post Office with Guns, but after the incident in Afghanistan I guess I lost the ability to rationalize the upsetting things I would encounter

so yeah, probably not the answer that John Carmageddon wanted, but there you have it