"I was a convoy commander in the war. One time my men drove all night from Kuwait to Turkey, and the Captain tried to tell me that he wanted us to turn right around and drive to Baghdad. I said: 'Captain, these men need rest. That's a suicide mission!' But he kept pressing, and I kept refusing. Eventually he started bumping up against me with his chest. So I said: 'Captain, no disrespect, but if you bump me one more time, I'm going to knock you on your ass.' And then he did it once more, so I knocked him on his ass. He never laid a hand on me, but he ended up beating me with the pen. He wrote up a report and they demoted me and took my stripes, and assigned a new sergeant to our convoy. But whenever that new sergeant issued an order, the men would come to me and ask for permission to follow it."