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+The Difference Between an Idiot
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+and a Moron
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+General Chapters
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+To be Incorporated
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 ***Chapter ****\[****\]****-- Corporal Adir Levin***
 
 "Says here you're a, uhm, corporal?" said the NCO sitting across from
@@ -768,3 +776,194 @@ Adir was so, so tired, and Programming was purring softly, which Adir
 loved because he'd never had a cat before, much less a feline cat.
 
 'I'm not running', he tossed back, annoyed.
+
+Chapter III -- Corporal Adir Levin
+
+Adir was woken up with a jolt by Ariel, who towered over him seeming
+mildly upset.
+
+The first thing he felt was a sharp pain in his temples, and he
+shuddered back with disgruntled revulsion.
+
+Everything came crashing back at once -- he had spent another night in
+the Pit, and was now paying the price for it. The headaches hurt him
+very often lately, which was understandable -- yet it was the worst when
+waking up in here. *No one should have to wake up without sunlight,
+without wind and fresh air*, he thought. But that didn't explain why
+Ariel was towering over him -- he was deemed problematic, and she had
+shunned him ever since. He didn't mind, of course, as he was shunning
+everyone else as well. What a bunch of bastards.
+
+But that *still* didn't explain why Ariel was towering over him. He
+sought answers.
+
+"Huh?" he asked eloquently.
+
+"Huh," Ariel replied with visible disgust. "Good morning."
+
+"I've had better."
+
+"Everyone else is cleaning."
+
+Great, he thought, Passive aggression for breakfast again.
+
+"OK"
+
+"Go help."
+
+"I'm really in pain."
+
+"Can't you even help?"
+
+"I don't know."
+
+Ariel kept staring him down, which was unusually aggressive for her. She
+was always quite cheerful and accepting, which Adir absolutely hated. Is
+he really that bad?
+
+"Go wash your face or something. You're a mess."
+
+"If you'd had a night like I had," he answered, "You'd be a mess too."
+
+"I've had plenty."
+
+"Good for you."
+
+Ariel finally disengaged. Adir rose from his office chair -- how he ever
+fell asleep in that thing he could not tell for the life of him -- put
+away his book, tossed aside his coat and went towards the bathroom.
+Looking around, he was dumbstruck by the amount of people in the room.
+There were well over four dozen people in Operation today, which was
+significant, and they were all running around with great vigor.
+
+He had to dodge several officers on the way out, all of which eyed him
+suspiciously -- some with open animosity, though he did not know them.
+
+He was glad to put Operation's big metal doors behind him, and started
+the endless trek through the hall to the bathrooms, praying no one else
+was there. He creeped on the floating tiles with hard won mastery -- if
+even one of them bangs again today his head would literally explode --
+and reached the bathroom.
+
+He stood in front of one of the sinks in the long, disgusting row,
+keeping his eyes lowered and doing his utmost to ignore his
+surroundings. He reached in his pockets and was glad to find his
+toothbrush, toothpaste and a bar of soap each wrapped neatly in plastic
+sandwich bags -- at last a success in these troubling times. He brushed
+his teeth, lathered the soap and carefully washed his face with frigid,
+mildly yellow water. When he felt mildly more refreshed, he finally
+gathered some loose wisps of courage and met his image on the mirror.
+
+His reflection gazed back, amazed and horrified.
+
+The image he saw was very far from how he remembered himself, and the
+dissonance jarred him.
+
+He was gaunt, and there were great dark gray circles around his eyes. He
+had far too much stubble for a single night, and his faced looked
+wrinkled and greasy even after washing. And the eyes... the eyes felt...
+wrong. Too cold. Too lifeless. He quickly looked away, realizing he was
+breathing uneasily.
+
+Slinking back he found everyone putting away the cleaning supplies, but
+against his expectations the frenzy did not slow down -- it even
+magnified, which was disconcerting. Nothing good can come out of this.
+
+Unhelpfully, the first person he ran into was Keren.
+
+From the second he stepped into Headquarters, Keren absolutely despised
+Adir -- and this time, he could not figure out why. It was something
+else -- a raw, seething hatred, a hatred of great velocity, intensified
+with each time they met. In a way, it was refreshing to be hated so
+intensely -- and while Adir did mildly dislike her for it, he did not
+hate her back nearly as much, which sort of made him the winner in this
+transaction.
+
+"Ariel, he finally bothered showing up", she muttered back into the
+Operations Chamber staring at him yet never addressing him. To her, he
+was some animal unworthy of engaging in conversation, and if that was a
+mean to attain the peace Adir so desperately sought he took it without
+hesitation.
+
+Ariel scurried towards them from much further back in the chamber with a
+speed that greatly concerned him. This was not good.
+
+"Where have you been?? it's been twenty minutes!"
+
+"I-"
+
+"Ugh, never mind. Just go back and get in line." She surveyed him
+carefully. "And put on all of your badges, Why would you even take them
+off?"
+
+"I-"
+
+"Never mind. Your problem. Model yourself and get in line. The
+commander's coming any minute."
+
+With that, they both scattered. Adir stood there dazed and confused for
+a few seconds until Karin passed nearby.
+
+"Hi, Adir"
+
+Adir admired Karin greatly. She always seemed peaceful, and always
+treated him with respect.
+
+"Hi, Karin. What's happening?"
+
+"The unit commander is coming any second to grant our ranks." she
+replied without a hint of judgment. "The grant is scheduled for 10:00"
+
+"The grant?"
+
+"Yes, we're getting our corporals!" Karin told, beaming. "You didn't
+know?"
+
+"I had no idea. It's been ten months already?"
+
+"Would you believe it?" Dennis chimed in from behind. "We've been stuck
+here a while!"
+
+"See you," said Karin and went further into the chamber.
+
+Adir sat down in his spot and pondered all these new findings when
+officers flooded the room, put on their berets and rose suddenly. A
+bunch of random people stood around Adir, all with eyes towards the back
+of the room where Adir's eight coursemates stood proud and motionless.
+Grateful for the anonymity, Adir stood like the rest and gazed ahead
+with purpose.
+
+The Horizon commander, Secondary Champion Ram Halabi, stepped into the
+room after an escort of officers from PR. He walked around the room
+casually greeting anyone he came across with an easygoing, friendly
+manner as he made his way towards the back. Adir was again grateful for
+his tactical remote location, far away from the passageway. The
+department commander, John, quickly appeared at his side.
+
+"Hello, everyone. Officers, NCO's, soldiers. How happy I am to be here!
+What a happy day!"
+
+A murmur of agreement came from the crowd.
+
+"Hello, Ram, happy to have you here as always", said John with atypical
+enthusiasm. "So, as you may or may not know", he said cheerfully, "We've
+gathered to grant these great soldiers, cycle 38 of Computing Systems
+Infrastructure Management, the rank of Corporals. In the Greens, and in
+other units of the force, it's not the custom to make it a ceremony;
+Certainly not with the unit commander -- When I was a corporal a million
+years ago, I was handed the rank and told to sow it on!"
+
+That was a killer, apparently; An audible chuckle went through the
+crowd.
+
+"But here, in the Horizon unit, we treat our people with the respect
+they deserve. The are skilled professionals, devoted soldiers, and
+they've worked hard to earn their rank. Corporal is said to be an
+automatic rank -- stay ten months, and you have it, but that's not true.
+A rank is earned, not bestowed! I've seen people remain Privates
+throughout their service, some even rookies, and I hope never to come
+across that again! Here are people who worked hard, and so we wanted to
+do them the honors, bring Ram here to show them how much we appreciate
+them -- and grant their rank from the unit commander, personally. Ram?"
+
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