We're both in skivvies and standing at attention in front of DI Thorpes desk. Thorpe starts ranting and raving about "queers" in his Army. BTW Thorpe was a tough looking black warrior with thighs and arms the size of tree trunks and a Ranger with 3 tours. Next thing I know I'm standing in a puddle of pee, Smith had peed down his leg. No exaggeration here I assure you, one never forgets standing in somebody elses urine in bare feet.
Turns out Smith had made an unwanted advance in the latrine and got punched in the face for his troubles. Sgt Thorpe tells me to get his personal stuff packed and gives me the guys civvies to get him dressed. Never saw Smith again. We assumed he went to the brig until they out processed him.
I'll be 60 this year and my fear is the guy who would have gone to the brig after the liberals get done is the guy who rightfully punched out Smith.
That is the unintended consequence I am talking about.
In the Army we had stockades dumdum.