I met this former sailor at college, who told me that one time in the Philippines on liberty he ended up on stage as part of the show, when it was a sex show. With a woman. He claims to have upheld the honor of the US Navy then.
That was pretty funny. This very smart but somewhat rough guy had the students eating out of his hand because he was a master of BS. I kept telling it straight, so that I was a literal hate-object to many, while they all thought he was a fine fellow who was right in tune with their moonbeams and BS approach to reality.
You may remember Occupy Wall Street. Our school bused kids down there to take part, get arrested, show up on the news, and then be bused back, paid for by school funds. In connection with that some students wanted some trainers to come to the school to do a course on how to become a "street medic." Not like a proper paramedic, or even someone trained in First Aid, but like a combat medic, looking after those who had been savaged by cops during a demo such as Occupy Wall Street. "Man, sorry, person down! Medic!" that sort of thing, in the heat of combat.
Of course I got up to ask what formal qualifications these trainers had. None.
What kind of certification would you get from taking the course? None.
Did the course have a formal curriculum covering such things as CPR? No idea.
Why not go to the American Red Cross, just down the road in Brattleboro, to get proper training from a certified trainer that led to a proper certificate. No, we wanted these people to do this "street medic" thing, something special.
At that point I said that I did not want to see hippies teaching CPR, because if you got something wrong people could die. Then the motion passed to spend $600 on street medic training.
Afterwards my ex-Navy friend told me that he and one of the profs had been sat there not saying a thing, but trying not to bust out laughing over my zinger, absolutely correct. He said that mine was the wrong approach, though, that I should try to make friends with these people first to get them to do what I wanted them to. Thanks a lot, pal!