I think we all had that look unless you replaced the things with your own in which we did after awhile.I think that is the reason to this day I cannot stand ceiling lights and no lamps. I like soft lighting and nothing too harsh.
Blame the military!

My Dad went by Mr (Mr Narc,Mr CIC,Mr Intelligence what have you) I think most of the problem I ran into (there were VERY few) was my Dads own predudice. It mellowed after a while.
Also,I think more of an issue in school was not what rank your Dad was but the special little cliques that seemed to grow.
What a pain in the butt,although I had some friends in those cliques.