It was a normal morning at the Compound. There I was, drinking coffee on the porch when one of the team came by.
What's this, LSP, some kind of JWTS ? (Jungle Warfare Training School)
No, Chief, just a hedge.
Hunh. Looks like an insurgency to me.
With that, the man responsible for setting up various police forces in various parts of the world stalked through the undergrowth to church, leaving me sharpening a kukri and feeling guilty.
Yes, the DLC (Dallas Light Cavalry) is an irregular unit, perhaps especially at HQ itself, but there are standards. Insurgency? Mutiny? Zero tolerance.
So I fired several lazy sepoys and a couple of Mau-Mau out of a canon and picked up the hedge trimmer myself. It was fast and furious work, I can tell you, but in remarkably short order the green mutiny was at an end and peace restored. But what is peace?
The tranquility of order, clearly, which the Compound now enjoys along its leafy perimeter.
Carry on,
LSP
