The following is an opinion piece written by Army Sgt. Daniel Monahan.

So there I am in the SCIF [Sensitive Compartmented Information Facility], just making sure everybody in the brigade is completing their Periodic Reviews in eQips on time and putting the final touches on the O&I Brief for the colonel, when there was this loud knocking on the door. It was a very annoying, unintelligent knock, as if the supplicant were crashing his head against the door in an ursine fashion.

I checked the camera feed, and sure enough, it's that arrogant jerk from the S-3 section, Maj. Rohl, the Assistant S3. That guy. Jeez. He thinks he is so funny, always making jokes about Battlestar Galactica when everybody knows that Babylon 5 was far superior.

So I closed down what I was doing — because everything in my office is highly classified — and went to open the door.