Was just watching the movie “Full Metal Jacket”, and as I recall, the DI’s at PI in USMC boot camp during the middle 60’s when I was there, used to call us Roman Catholics “Mackerel Snappers” . . . presumably a reference to our tradition of eating fish on Fridays rather than red meat.
Since I’ve long since left the Catholic church (no longer running for saint hood, as I put it in another thread . . . am sure Sister Doris, the Prefect of Discipline in my Catholic high school, would think I am yoked with the devil now), I have no idea if the thing about eating fish on Fridays still prevails.
So I have to ask CT or JStang or FL or samspade or jebby, is this still the case? As far as I recall, it was never a matter of dogma or anything referenced in the Douay-Rheims Bible . . . it was just more of a tradition. But I remember as a kid being convinced that if I ate red meat on Friday I was going to burn in the everlasting fires of Hell for that transgression. Again, CT/JStang/FL/samspade/jebby, is the Catholic Church still doing that, or is “Mackerel Snappers”, as Richard Nixon/Haldeman/Ehrlichman would have said, an “inoperative” phrase now?
Incidentally, “Full Metal Jacket” is pretty close to an accurate portrayal of the way it was back then. Except, there is a line: “In the rear with the gear”, which in my time was “In the rear with the q****'s” . . . though I don’t expect Hollywood would have gotten away with THAT phrasing.
We had a guy in our boot camp platoon, Private Anthony Sasso, who was from New York. Unfortunately for Sasso, he also had a heavy Bronx accent. The DI’s, predominantly guys from the deep south, didn’t “appreciate” his speech pattern, and consequently beat him frequently. One of my memories from that time was the sound of Sasso’s body frequently slamming against a wall locker while sustaining heavy blows to the solar plexus by the DI’s. It was almost like a perpetual hobby for them.
I myself was obnoxiously cerebral at the time, a characteristic also which the DI’s didn’t “appreciate”. Consequently, I suffered a fair share of beatings myself. I remember thinking one time during a particularly severe beating, “Why don’t you guys go pick on Sasso instead of me?”
But I believe it’s a much kinder and gentler Marine Corps and Catholic Church these days, isn’t it?