I might as well list some things that happened to me.
I was in a mortar company of Kainuu Brigade for 6 months. I was trained primarily for communications service; that meant I could play with radios and phones and weird machinery for sending encrypted messages...
The training had three phases. The first was the recruit phase in which we learned how to "shut up and soldier" to quote Heinlein. This was common for everyone, including the paper warriors and other disrespectable lifeforms.
"Whistling noise!" (everyone shouts "Incoming!" and dive for cover) "That shell always comes to the place where I'm standing at. I'll die every time. That's fun." - one of our corporals
"Today you will learn how to extinguish a man who is on fire - without the fire, because infortunately we didn't get that napalm..." - an instructor
Funniest thing: A platoonful of men walking through a divinely beautiful, pure, clean Finnish nature (gotta love it)... wearing gas masks and rain capes. Didn't exactly fit into my idea of fallout or gas attack...
The second phase was the special training phase. First was the hell with 80mm mortars. Which meant, we took those things appart and carried them around, and tried to point at something with them. (Never got to shoot with them...) This was hell for me. I'm not used to carry things that weigh 20 kg...
The second part was the thing with the 120mm mortars. This was plausible. No one can carry things that weight half a ton, so we just needed to prepare the posts while the things were pulled around with trucks.
My most memorable events of this period was the visit of Norwegian cadets.
Okay, when we left, it had been raining over the night, and all the water from the truck roof came on me! It was... a cold morning...
Anyway, I was on the ammunition group at that time, so my part in that demo was to run and dive into the defence posts on the signal. So, we did. "KÄKI!" (ran into the posts) Then, one of the cadets came and photographed us. Interesting...
Well, I saw bunch of the rifle company folks emerging from the misty autumn forest... it was a scene that just craved to be filmed and placed to a war movie of some sort.
(I was looking out from window much later after this demo day, and a roommate asked...) "So, Lankinen, do you feel that out there in the dark the forces of darkness are after you? Do you hear them calling you?" (Me:) "'Military police! Don't move! Show your hands! Show your hands!'" (That was what the nearby-demoing MPs were shouting all the time =)
Well, we get more specialized after that. We learned how to use the communications equipment. A troublemaker by the name of Koskela used to call me "laku-Lankinen", in hopes of getting me to the cable squad (as opposed to the squad that puts up the command post). I, on the other hand, called him "Koskela of Finland, eats copper and plastic and shits cable". Guess who ended up in the cable team. Hint: it wasn't me... =)
I graduated from the exam as third to best. The platoon's commanding officer worried why I was so depressed and performed poorly when I did get such high grades, but the truth was that I had a lot of trouble in the civilian side...
The third and last part of our training was the "Mass training phase", which we practically spent in the frozen hell of Rovajärvi. That was the phase I had both the fondest memories of, and the lousiest memories of. I liked the moments I didn't needed to do the soldiering stuff; For most of the camp time, I sat in the tent ancknowledging incoming messages. The tent life was almost interesting. Now, war stuff... not really.
"So, everyone has a foxhole now? Okay. Full turn left... Three steps, go... man the near-1 post!... Okay, that was quick. Next time we'll take only two steps and it will be even faster." - one of our sergeants
I was finally demobilized in Jan 1, 1999.
*sigh*...Here goes:
Military Service in Finland wasn't all that bad!
I think it's safe to say this, now that I have been a civilian for 6 months now. While I still think that many aspects of the military are neolithic, and I oppose conscription in principle, I still think it was a worthwhile experience. The older generation is usually the first to point out that in order to be a man, you have to go to the army. This is bullshit. You may learn stuff which will undoubtably be useful later in life, like teamwork and taking responsibilty for your actions, but if you don't already have that inside you, it will just be an opportunity to be a bigger weasel.
Of course, the army wasn't very difficult for me. I was a field cook in "Viestikomppania" (That is, the guys who operate the communications equipment), probably one of the wussiest positions available (but wrong us, shall we not avenge? Remember that Steven Seagal was one bad-ass cook in "Under Siege"). I have never eaten so much than I did when we were camping in the woods (there was always lots of extra pudding). Our team worked, and we did some crazy shit together. I mostly have happy memories, and as for those bad memories... well, let's just say I'm beginning to find something funny even in them.
In the end, it was all just a matter of attitude.
A Finnish male citizen becomes obligated to carry out his military or civil service in the beginning of the year in which he turns eighteen years old.
The process starts with a notification letter sent to the youngsters whose turn it is that year, usually in May. Included are a questionnaire on personal information and health, a friendly letter from an officer, and a list of dates when the actual call-ups take place in the defence area of the receiver.
In May and early June, school and health centre doctors conduct a medical examination on the future conscripts to determine their state of health and their service class:
The call-up itself takes place in autumn of the same year. It is considered an important occasion: the conscript must be there under obligation of law. Anyone neglecting to be at the appointed location at the given time and date will be considered a deserter. A deserter will end up on the wanted list of the police, and may be convicted to fines or a brief period of jail. A military offence of this sort does not leave behind a smear on a criminal record.
In the call-up the conscript's service class is finalised (it can change during actual service), and often his stationing is also determined. According to the nice letter mentioned before, the conscript's "thoughts and wishes" are heard, and they get to discuss the matter with an army officer, a doctor and a social worker. However, during a single day these three people may have to process nearly a hundred teenagers, so there's no time for any in-depth conversation. And obviously, the needs of the FDF outweigh the desires of an individual.
The conscript will not begin his service right after the call-up, it takes usually from a half to two years before actual service begins. The year is split to two halves, the other beginning in early January and the other in early July, on these days rotation happens and people get in and out.
For instance, a boy turning 18 in 2004, who lives in the Western defence area, in a town called Mänttä, will be in the call-up on September 2nd 2004, and will begin his service in January or July 2006. He might have scoliosis, and be in horrible shape, and be Class B. He might become a clerk and would then get back to his own life in July 2006 or January 2007.
That is, unless he decides to follow these instructions:
Disclaimer: This is for informative purposes only. This is not an opinion on whether or not the Finnish system is right or wrong.
Compulsory military service in Finland lasts a minimum of 180 days and a maximum of 362 days. Won a Finnish passport at a raffle? Got your citizenship from Santa? Happened to be born to Finnish parent(s)? If you are also a male, haven't served yet, and are aged 18 to 28, and think that the service really isn't your cup of tea, here are your options:
Duration: 395 days. Probability of success: 100%. Con: lasts for over a year. Pro: you only work 8 hours a day five days a week, the rest is your own time.
Duration: 197 days. Probability of success: 100%. Con: you may be socially ostracized. Pro: it's only six months, it's certainly no Abu Ghraib. You'll be able to catch up on your reading, and you might have access to the Internet too.
Duration: the rest of your life, or until you regain citizenship and are under 28. Probability of success: Varies. Con: You will no longer be Finnish, and will miss out on excellent public schooling, fresh and clean air and water, and Alivaltiosihteeri. Pro: You will no longer be Finnish, and won't have to endure Marco Bjurström, reruns on TV and high taxes.
Duration: The rest of your life. Probability of success: Varies. Con: You will have a nasty defect or an impractical illness. Pro: You won't have to worry about the military thing ever again.
Duration: The rest of your life, unless Finland ends up in a war. Probability of success: Varies. Con: If you are really ill, you are stuck with that. Pro: If you really aren't ill, congratulations, you just talked yourself out of six or more months of military training. Now go and use that time wisely: study, node, work.
Duration: Until you leave the religion and are under 28. Probability of success: Decided at your own birth. Con: You are a Jehovah's Witness, doomed to doing rounds and waiting for the end of the world. Pro: You are a Jehovah's Witness, and will attain eternal salvation.
Duration: You decide. Probability of success: Depends on the country you're going to. Con: You may end up like the fellow in Belgium. Pro: You get to embarrass Finland's policy internationally.
Duration: Until there's no one to enforce the LN decision, until it's cancelled or until you live for more than five years in continental Finland. Probability of success: Decided either at birth or when you turned 13. Con: You must serve in civil service, set up by the Ålandian government. Pro: No such service has ever been arranged.
My personal recommendation is #5. As long as you are comfortable with having to lie through your teeth, and are good at spinning up a believable tale of how you are probably going to kill everyone in sight the moment you are given a rifle and live ammunition, #5 is the way to go. It is important however that you act politely at the call-up, appear to be frank, almost sorry you really can't attend, and above all else, make sure you are prepared for the service. Fabricating Class C is risky business, and more often than not results in Class B.
Already serving and reading E2 at the cantine computer? Fear not! Any option save for religion and revoking of citizenship is possible to achieve even while serving. Class C, especially on the mental illness front, may be even easier, and prison and civil service stay at a 100% chance. You will even get to deduct the days spent in the army from your prison or civil service time. The formula to this is as follows:
Divide 13 with the number of months you would have been spending altogether in the army (this can range from 6 to 12, by default it's 9, the average). This ratio times the amount of days you have spent in the army is the amount that will be deducted from your civil service.
If you go to prison, the amount you'll have to stay there is half of what you have remaining of your service time. Your service time is always your civil service time - even if you were in the military, your military time will be converted to civil service time.
Note that once you select civil service there's no going back to the army; you can go to prison from civil service though.
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