Working with young Soldiers makes me question my faith in Humanity

So this week I've been doing walk-ins in the JAG Office. I now FULLY UNDERSTAND WHY 1SG DRINKS SO MUCH!

- Soldier goes out drinking with his battle buddies, gets so drunk that they LOSE a man, and then decide to STEAL A HMMWV to go off base and search for missing Battle Buddy;

- Another Soldier is wanted for questioning by the Feds for their **ALLEGED** involvement in a bank robbery;

- Then there's the countless, "I got drunk and fought a couple of MP's while in the barracks"

Then the following conversation took place while getting chow with some other JAGs.

Soldier: Hey, you guys work in the legal office?

Me: Yeah, we do, right across the street. Hopefully you WON'T need our help *polite chuckle*

Soldier: Oh nah, not no more. Last year, I had to get a JAG because this guy called me a F##got, so I destroyed him or whatever. But my JAG got everything cleared up for me. Ya'll are great!

Me: **Not sure whether to be proud or slightly intimidated** uh...cool.

EDIT: Just about every male Soldier was bummed because they "were gonna go to Ranger School" but they can't now because they got flagged.