I was a double agent for AFROTC at Auburn in the 80s. My job was to infiltrate football games, fraternity parties, sorority events, band parties, and off campus road trips to understand the full depths of depravity and wildness that faced my fellow cadets. I was told to skip classes regularly, go kayak, rock climb, and fly general aviation every chance I could, and also to attempt to form many relationships with southern girls living away from mama the first time. Regular consumption of beer, wine, and liquor was encouraged to ensure credibility. To complete the ruse I had to be threatened by leadership to be kicked out of the AFROTC program several times during my tenure there. Apparently I was not alone in being recruited as there were a couple more familiar faces from ROTC events at some of these events. I think the program was a failure, however, as despite our exposure to such toxic environments we never found anyone to tell on besides ourselves at such events. The program was later cancelled when they realized most of the good cadets ended up flying desks, or washing out of UPT, or getting RIF'd in 1993-1994.

Funny thing is, those decadent events of my alma mater paled in comparison to later experiences in a fighter squadron. Maybe that's why I never saw anyone from my college class in one except for my fellow "party snitch"...