Secondhand example of Air Force beurocracy:
My dad is Navy O-5, and during the major assault through Iraq had to move his boats from one place to another in the Mideast somewhere (he wasn't specific on where.) To do this, they needed something bigger than a Marine C-130 to get them all where they needed to be in one trip. Thus, they were using an Air Force C-17.
Before he could do this, however, he had to sign a contract that said he
wouldn't try to hijack the aircraft, and he and his team
could not carry weapons on the trip to ensure Air Force safety.
Can you imagine a hijacker signing that thing? "Well, I
was planning on violently taking control of this C-17, but since I signed a contact with the Air Force, I guess that'll have to wait." Seriously...
what the fuc&?
Prohibiting fellow members of the US military from carrying their weapons? What was that, a nursery school inside that aircraft? What if they were forced down somewhere and had to depend on the AF crew's proficiency with weapons to survive? Fuc&ing hell.
Dad still gets mad when I ask him to tell the story, and this happened a few years ago now. The absurdity of the whole thing stuck a chord with me, as this was just after I made my initial (and fairly disappointing) contact with the AF about a possible career.
If the AF chose to wing me tomorrow, I'd still turn it down in favor of a USMC commission doing anything else.
PS:
Since I posted this, I've been thinking about it. Someone, somewhere, had to think up the whole contract. Who has that much spare time? Did this make sense to somebody?
"Well, if we make them sign a contract up front, they'll understand that hijacking our plane is not something we look favorably upon. And, even if they do end up trying to steal our aircraft, we can get them for breach of contract! Brilliant! Why did I not think of this sooner? We've got all our bases covered on this one."