John David Dykes; phony Green Beret
The folks at Guardians of the Green Beret share their work on John David Dykes with us. Mr Dykes wants people to believe that he was a Special Forces Medical Sergeant. He uses Bob Neener certificates, bumper stickers and tattoos to convince the public of that fantasy;
It looks like he began his military career as a medic in the National Guard, then he went active duty and became an infantryman stationed at Fort Lewis, Washington. Then he went to jump school, and Fort Bragg, where he promptly went AWOL and became a deserter. After he was punished, he went AWOL again while the 82d was deploying to Desert Storm – they kicked his ass to the curb when he came back from deserting in the face of the enemy. Somehow or another, he joined the Guard again, despite his General Discharge. He became a Construction Equipment Operator.
No Special Forces training or assignments unless he did it while he was a deserter.
Category: Phony soldiers, Valor Vultures
Total. Fucking. Shitbag.
He told his friends he was a cook…and let me guess, after that he hooked up with Miss July while he killed Tommy Lee Jones and saved Hawaii from nuclear devastation.
I bet he can’t even warm up roadkill on hot asphalt during the summer!
Sir, the Navy Seagulls should not be made fun of!
Cocksucker.
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Shack!
1991: “I don’t want to die!!!1111”
2017: “I was Special Forces and I goat me 512 confirmed kills, including 6 knife kills! I am the shit!!!”
What an asshole. There’s not one person I know or have come across over the course of my 17 year career that goes around bragging about their shit. I for one don’t want attention and 99/100 vets don’t either. Thankfully, we’re able to spot folks like this clownshoes a klick away.
Jonn, I think you have it wrong. He’s a desserter, not a deserter. It takes a lot of calories to maintain that perfect operator physique.
WINNER!
My money says he was with crew that was supposed to guard the POV storage yard (parade field) during the deployment. But ended up stealing everything they could from the cars and barracks. When the MPs tracked the down they found rooms in barracks jammed full of deployed troops stolen stuff waiting for a ride to the pawn shop.
Fort Bragg always classy!
Ouch, that sounds right but ouch still….fuckers.
I saw shit like that while I was on AD, we had some Rocket Surgeons in my unit doing B&E’s on Pawn Shops as well as fencing stolen USG equipment, they got their time in Bubba & Thor’s harem!
When a guys is rocking the gear hard like this fool, you know he’s a goddamn phony.
What is especially egregious is when he had a chance to “be in the shit”, but he tucked his junk between his legs and scurried away.
I’d like to see some SF guys remove those tats with a cheese grater.
I was thinking that using a rotary wire brush and hydrochloric acid might work better.
I was just thinking of that “Sons of Anarchy” episode where the gang finds an ex-member still rocking the back tattoo and they give him a choice of how to have it removed: Fire or steel.
Spoiler alert: He chose fire. It wasn’t pretty.
His wife said that he should be proud of his accomplishments. Just wondering why he didn’t get a tattoo saying “Proud Deserter” or “Desertion Before Honor” or “Proud Phony Solder.”
Just thinking that the tattoo industry has made millions from phony solders over the years.
The ball cap at his shrine may, just may, say “deserter” on the back…if so it may be the only authentic thing there besides that Cialis pill bottle
“I told people I was a cook, because people don’t believe anything”
Most people believe the truth, and a lot of folks can smell a lying piece of shit a mile away. I suspect his problem was he is so full of shit you can smell his dumb ass from some distance.
Fuck this guy and his lies…man up and tell the truth shit bird.
What. An. Asshole.
What a douche. I wanted to go 18D when I was in the Army, things changed and I left AD. Ended up as an EMT-P in the civilian world on my dime and finished up my career in the Navy as an 8404. Never even crossed my mind to claim I was SF (or SEAL or Recon) qualified, I just shake my head when I see these schlubs who claim all this stuff and I don’t get why. Yeah, he stepped on his crank big time, but they gave him a chance to redeem himself; if I was him I’d have been glad to have gotten that second (third?) chance and been proud of what I did. Moron.
Well, now everyone knows, Dykes. You were a deserter who got tossed out of the Army during the prelim to the Gulf War.
Hmm. “Dykes” – and he returned from deserter status at Fort Ord, CA. You don’t suppose he’s got an older sister who’s a judge in California, do you? By the first name of Gladys, perhaps? Who heard cases in the LA area in the late 1960s? (smile)
Bailiff, Whack his pee-pee!!
No need for the Baliff, I think the shitbag is “self-whacking” as we speak.
One each “attaboy” for you!
He was actually in “Very Special Forces” …probably has pictures of himself in the short C-130 and everything.
The more specialized units do used shortened versions!
Examples:
Regular US Army: Normal Size
SPEC FOR: Normal – 1 Factor
NSW: Medium Version
PJ: Medium Version – 1 Factor
CIA: Smallest Version (Highly TS)
US Forest Service: Largest (water for firefighting).
It is all about radar, cross sections, avoiding detection and conducting secret ops.
Google it!
I forget the USMC.
They generally avoid planes.
They enjoy getting wet before landings.
And relish the inconvenience, danger and uncomfortable feeling of a helicopter.
That or he rode on and licked the windows of short bus #C13 and refers to it as a C130 in his fantasies!
Just a total shitstain cocksucker!
You aint legit unless you have a shrine to yourself in your home.
Deserts during war. What a cocksucker.
“You ain’t legit unless you have a shrine to yourself”
That made me laugh out loud….I don’t know anyone who has them, so I get your point. Most guys I knew from those days some 40 years ago just wanna talk about their kids, their grandkids and want to know if anyone else is having trouble with their prostate gland…the conversations are current life stuff built on the decades old experience.
Otherwise you come off like those fucking sad sack college athletes who peaked between 18-22 years of age and can’t talk about anything else today because they haven’t done a fucking thing interesting or valuable since their college days.
Thanks for making an old fart laugh first thing this morning!
All my shit is either sitting in storage or in a binder in my closet. Every now and then I take it down and look at it, mainly for the memories. I’ve got my retirement flag in a box at work. Everything else….is in my head. Got to love the Kinko Warrior certs on the love me wall. Asshole.
I believe most veterans are doing what you’ve done. I have all my certs and military related documents in homemade paper bag folders (cut from brown paper grocery bags), with home made labels (hand written labels on cut out sticky strips) under a see through tape. These folders are in a vertical clothing drawer as references in case I need them. My retirement certs are getting their own home made paper bag folder, my retirement flag will have its large Ziploc bag to call home. It’ll be in the dresser as well. I don’t have things hanging on my wall, or in plain view of anyone.
Like most veterans here, and elsewhere, I don’t need visual reminders of my experiences. I’m just satisfied with the knowledge that I did the things that got me those documents, the stuff is internal.
When these phonies do it, they’re not just doing it to convince others of their phony persona… They’re doing it to convince themselves of their lies as well. They’re in over drive trying to imprint their phony persona to their real ones.
Granted, there are genuine veterans who’ve set up an “I love me wall” or “I love my corner” with just the stuff that they earned. I saw the Facebook profile of one Navy Veteran that I served with who ademately hated the ship we were on, and declared that he was going to “erase” all memories of his being on the ship. When I saw his profile, he had an “I love me” corner shrine with paraphanilia from the ship he despised so much. He kept his stuff.
I’ve got a wall in my home office that has pictures from my time in Iraq (PSYOP), Afghanistan (contractor), and couple of bits and bobs like the e-tool I broke while digging a fighting position and a torn and burned bit of armored plate from an MRAP. But they are for me, no awards, or certificates, no medals, or coins or ball caps.
I have an absolutely dazzling 15ft long display across my mantle, of every cover I was required to maintain in my sea bag at one point or another, mostly at the same time. The Navy sure knows how to make Corpsmen maintain a bunch of uniforms! At one point I think I had ten different uniforms to maintain and I never went Marine Reg. Amiright 8404’s?
Yup. I went Marine Regs, so I have even more. I think I could open my own Navy uniform store, most unworn, unfortunately most also now obsolete.
Keeping military memorabilia from your service for future family generations may be worth some effort to preserve. I came to realize this after my brother and I went through my Dad’s USMC and Army papers (1939-1960) a few months ago. It gave us great insight to his life. He wasn’t a war hero, but had an interesting career for sure. We discovered a few things we never knew about him. He never told us about most of this stuff, as we were too young or didn’t think to ask him when he was living.
Going through my Dad’s stuff motivated me to do something about my quarter-century old, 20-year collection of military memories that have been sitting in a big box. (I also moved to Florida, and needed the space as we don’t have basements here.) I had a lot of stuff, as our drill sgt. told us to never throw anything away. I kept everything over the next 20 years- orders, LES, TDY pay vouchers, unit rosters, evaluations, on top of the usual stuff soldiers keep. I bought a scanner and ran everything into the computer, then shredded everything other than my DD-214, certificates and photos. The process brought back a lot of memories and cleared up some space in the house. Hopefully when my daughter gets this stuff after I am gone, she will learn a little more about me.
Interestingly, I worked 22 years for a major bank and received many awards. The day I retired, it all hit the dumpster. Something special about your time in the military.
Do cat show ribbons count as a shrine? My cats have so many that it’s almost a wall-full and I have too little room for that or my skating trophies. I’d rather have books on the shelves.
His shrine would only merit a stale litter box and some hair balls
(snrrttt!) That’s funny!
Ex-
Talking about cats, I saw one walking on the Delray Beach sand so I knew that we were close to Christmas. Of course you have heard of “SANDY CLAWS”.
Of course I have!
Originally posted by Veritas Omnia Vincit: Most guys I knew from those days some 40 years ago just wanna talk about their kids, their grandkids and want to know if anyone else is having trouble with their prostate gland…the conversations are current life stuff built on the decades old experience. I talk about politics, climate change (Natural), and other topics that I consider as “strategic news” type topics, like China’s 9 dashed line, the War on Terror, other global events, etc. When on Facebook, I rapidly scroll past posts that don’t cover these topics. If I wanted drama, I’d turn to Craigslist Rants and Raves or some equivalent site. I don’t care about what someone’s dog or cat ate for lunch, or where someone is hanging out at the current moment. If I wanted to know how someone’s individual family members are doing, I’d go to a family reunion. I rarely talk about my service, and when I do, it’s in context to what everybody else did that I served with, as well as the military, friends, and family and what they did to make military service more doable. I don’t even show myself in uniform, on my profile, during Veterans day these days either. Originally posted by Veritas Omnia Vincit: Otherwise you come off like those fucking sad sack college athletes who peaked between 18-22 years of age and can’t talk about anything else today because they haven’t done a fucking thing interesting or valuable since their college days. Which is one of the reasons to why these phonies come out and brag doing something in the military that they didn’t do, or brag about military service that they don’t possess. Being a phony and embellisher is a result of poor judgement. This could be fueled by different things mainly unified by someone wanting an outcome they aren’t entitled to simply because they want it without trying… Despite the fact that they weren’t willing to try to do what they needed to do to get the experiences that they brag about. This carried over into their entire lives, where… Read more »
Agreed.
I see a lot of my OIF/OEF peers that are nothing but fucking losers.
They got out and quit. Simple as that. Its all about the PTSD and TBI. They quit talking and ooze off when a few real Soldiers show up. Oh, and do they have it bad! They run out of coin about three weeks into the month. You know, the coin the VA gives them? Spend it on dope and booze.
No house, no school, no reliable car, no savings. Just fucking losers.
I zoomed in on the “Personal Little Shrine 😀 LOL” …
There is a plastic bottle of VA issued meds that reads: “Pamprin, 1500 mg, Take 1 Tablet 2 Times a Day … Take with Plenty of Green Tea, Avoid the Internet”.
:laughing:
hahahha
Not following the doctor’s orders on a prescription can have dire consequences.
“He became a Construction Equipment Operator”
Special Forces nail gunner.
… Specialist Screw Driver.
The possibilities are endless!
As a former hash slinger and water burner, I am OFFENDED that this fucknuggetchckenchokerdingleberry told people he was a cook!
Chump would’ve got a hernia trying to set up an MKT. Probably can’t tell a T-rat from a C-Rat.
COOKS-DEATH FROM WITHIN!!
Semper Spatula
Like I said earlier, I bet he couldn’t even warm up roadkill on hot asphalt during the Summer!
I know SEALs who could outcook this banana peel.
I make an official motion for John David Dykes to receive The Official TAH Wall of Insults®™.
Seconded.
Bring it, ChipNASA.
Aye!
Aye!
As long as he specifically includes “is NOT a cook”, I agree.
I doubt he can even boil water without written instructions.
And so it begins.
Second?
What a fucking KNOB.
Sorry, I didn’t hit refresh, I’ve had the page open for an hour or so but was distracted by work, (sheesh) OK Here it comes. Hey Johnny Boy, OPEN WIDE, you’re the next contestant on “The Price is WRONG, BITCH!” Wall of Insults®™ (aka, “This Ain’t Hell” Thesaurus) FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!! TACTICAL NUCLEAR ROUND OUT!!!! DANGER CLOSE!!!! MOPP LEVEL 4!!! TAKE COVER!!!!! John David “Would even be rejected by” Dykes , NOT Special Forces, ALLEGEDLY, but not confirmed or proven, but in some people’s opinion, works balls, tickles taint and tongue punches hobo’s crusty fart boxes all, I Guess, while being a syphilitic, turd-sucking feces factory, HOLY Baby Ape Shit Breath, Bitch-ass Fuckstick guzzler, pile infested, onion-eyed flapmouthed butt-bailiff, “Fowl” mouthed Chicken Fucking Chickenfucker, Simply a fart in life waiting to be fabreezed away, moral equivalent of pond scum, THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS A WALKING TURD, inflamed, “Towel boy” in a gay bath house, DILLY DILLY!!, Ambulatory verbal dissembling anus, gaping ass fungus nugget, Cambodian cunt sauce, Anyone who ever loved you was wrong, Poopy Headed ball working asshole, JERK OFF !!, Soup Sandwich, you’re such a pussy, when you get a haircut they charge you for a bikini wax, Poster-child for abortion, If you are married, The only thing your wife wants for Christmas is a folded flag, Dick Swallowing Spooge Sampling cum gobbling parasitic infection, Klootviool, should be ass raped and tea-bagged, at the same time, by a Rabid Rhinoceros, you were the kid that had to sit alone at lunchtime, Anus tonguing shitslurping fuckwitted hemorrhoid munching wanktoaster, cock gobbling Pigfucker, lientery steatorrhea, sperm burping, Sloshing bucket of Hippo Diarrhea, dickwad that can’t make a good seal on Tupperware, Buttcrackiula, tit, You look like the product of an orgy at a family reunion.Sharmouta, sniveling, codpiece licking toilet seat sniffer, as worthless as a Toyota airbag, lying bucket of Chihuahua shit, taintpimple, Pillow bitin pickle smoocher, meat-gazing walrus fart hamster queef that should have stayed a tittyfuck cumstain in the back seat of an AMC Pacer, Bowl of ass soup, Festering fuckwart on a sewer rat’s ass, You’re not… Read more »
Amen to the nth degree.
Motion passes
Gerbil here is officially a turd burglar
😂😂😂😂👍👍
Second. I see Aye votes above also.
General Discharge = Shitbag.
And people always want to know what type of loser gets those discharges. Well, its losers like this. And it ain’t the TBI or PTSD.
Maggot.
I wonder if he is relate to this dude? Looks a lot like him.
Tats last a lifetime. And this ass clown has at least two of them with SF patch likeness… 😂 😂 😂
He owns being a shitbag for life award…..
Fu&$ turd burgler ass-hat
🤣 😁 😃 😂 😆
I have a power sander that can fix that problem for him.
👍👍😀
Then we can finish it off with a plainer 😂😂
Casey Ryback would be proud.
“Downplays” things…by posting to social media, building a (phony)shrine to himself and becoming a tattoo roadshow. Oh yeah…he’s special
Queefsquirt
I would truly hope that all veterans organizations within a 50 mile radius of this shitbag get a heads up of his ass hattery in case he wants to mingle with them.
Why can’t these guys just tell the truth about their service? I mean, there is a poetic irony to “I shoveled shit in Louisiana”. Why to they wait to get out before they shovel shit?
Roger in Republic: If they wore fakery or even boast about fakery while on AD, they get caught..and it is not a pretty picture.
Saw it happen. A S3 SFC was sporting RANGER Tab, the Airborne Badge, the Air Assault Badge, Pathfinder…very decorated in his BDUs…until a SGM showed up in our unit, who just PCSed from the 75th Ranger Regiment. He instantly got very suspicious…did some research..and sure enough, the next thing you know, that SFC became a SSG with none of those tabs and badges, because he did not earn them. He only stayed around enough in the S3 shop to be humuliated..and then he was gone.
As shared before, possibly insecurity, low self esteem, a personality disorder may be a reason why folks do this. Or they be covering up something because they don’t want others to know the mistakes they have made in the past, as in this case and the phony Korean War POW. That is just my opinion.
Sad..so sad for the families because of this.
Here we go again… same ol’ sh*t again…
What a loser! He’s got a lot of nerve telling folks he was a cook… giving them a bad name!
Mom should have did the old coca-cola douche trick after Dad shot.
More like he should have stayed a tittyfuck cumstain in the back seat of an AMC Pacer or Ford Pinto!
JOHN DAVID DYKES is a Special Feces Ballsack Worker…