There must be a million jokes on horny men tucked into a tiny space. A few desperate guys drive each other crazy with inappropriate remarks and become characters of a story that makes everybody laugh. I was a part of such a tale in the army. Despite the fact that I have witnessed a few hilarious moments, I have at many times been curious to see how we function once all the accessories that distinguish our being are taken away. No opportunity for reproduction, no independence, no freedom, no financial assets, 4500 men stripped from all their dear belongings to become one and obey the strict rules forced upon by superior officers of the army.
Isn’t it hilarious to hear the curse “amina koyim” (fuck your vagina) a hundred times a day when there isn’t a single person around that possesses a vagina? Isn’t it a little weird to see men who are old enough to be fathers pinch each other and make jokes that were once popular back in elementary school? If you think that hardcore porn is as vivid and nasty as it gets, you should listen to a soldier speak of his love adventures outside the fences. In every corner you will find such a narrator addressing a crowd listening with great interest. With the great comfort of exaggeration, no requirement of an alibi and the attention of a crowd thirsty for the memoirs of an irresistible fake playboy, the storyteller moves into a state of ultimate bragging. It was the army that proved the hypothesis: It is only natural to bend the truth and lose a little bit of IQ, the need for respect and the motivation to be a good example once all the assets a man holds dear are frozen until further notice.
