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Back in the USSA

I’ve been trying to come up with a post for over a month now but don’t have any good pictures because I’m back in America, sans super cool Nikon which got blown up in the Helmand, and without good pictures I don’t seem to be able to write.  That camera cost over a thousand bucks and that money is now down the sewer, which is appropriate given the fact that on my last night in Kandahar the poo pond burst its seams and I had to wade through 3 feet of waste water to get to the freedom bird.  I’m serious – here’s a picture of that shit, which I hesitate to say because using inappropriate language is (so I have learned) a sign of PTSD.

My last night in Afghanistan was spent at the Kandahar Airfield.  When I landed after a short hop from Lashkar Gah there was a brief violent rain storm.  That storm caused a break in the massive KAF Poo Pond and what you see in 5 feet of human waste water surging through the CADG engineering camp where I was staying.  We got off light - camps upstream lost their vehicles and living connexs to the Great Poo Pond Flood of 2011

My last night in Afghanistan was spent at the Kandahar Airfield. When I landed after a short hop from Lashkar Gah there was a brief violent rain storm. That storm caused a break in the massive KAF Poo Pond and what you see here is a 3 foot stream of human waste water surging through the CADG engineering camp where I was staying. We got off light - camps upstream lost their vehicles and living connexs to the Great Poo Pond Flood of 2011

But I don’t want to talk about shit, I want to talk about the alarming deterioration I see in this country and our nitwit President.  That is proving hard to do, because every time I think I’ve crafted an astute observation or two I read a post by Victor Davis Hanson or Richard Fernandez who say what I was going to say, only they say it ten time better than I ever could.   My agent keeps telling me I’m just 12 months of hard work away from a Hollywood blockbuster but I don’t believe a word he says except when he tells me I need to keep the blog going.  Keeping the blog going is proving hard because I’m not in Afghanistan and the Afghans are screwed now anyway.  I can sum up our ten years in Afghanistan in 3 pictures and then I’m moving on to the President’s new genius plan for the military and (this is going to freak you out) I agree with him.  Not his reasoning mind you, he was, is, and will always be an absolute moron, but what he is doing by gutting the ground forces was inevitable.  But hey, every once in a while even a blind squirrel will find a nut.

First, ten years of NATO in Afghanistan in three pictures:

Ten years ago Afghans were thrilled to see us and thought that finally they could live in peace and develop their country

Ten years ago, Afghans were thrilled to see us and thought that finally they could live in peace and develop their country

Five years ago they watched us flounder - we stayed on FOBs and shoveled cash by the billions into the hands of a corrupt central government that we insisted, despite clear evidnece to the contrary, was a legitimate government that had to be supported at all costs

Five years ago they watched us flounder - we stayed on FOBs and shoveled cash by the billions into the hands of a corrupt central government that we insisted, despite clear evidence to the contrary, was a legitimate government - one that had to be supported at all costs. We raided their homes at night and shot up civilians who got too close to our convoys, we paid for roads that did not exist and, because of the "force protection" mentality, most Afghans thought our soldiers were cowards because they never came to the bazaar off duty and unarmored to buy stuff like the Russians did. In fact, every bite of food our soldiers consumed was flown into country at great expense, so in a land famous for its melons and grapes our troops ate crappy melon and tasteless grapes flown in by contractors from God knows where.

Now they want to shoot us in the face.  Except for the klepocratic elite who want us to give them billions more and then shoot us in the face.

Now, they want to shoot us in the face. Except for the klepocratic elite who want us to give them billions more and then shoot us in the face.

There it is; Afghanistan is toast, and what the last 10 years has taught us is we cannot afford to deploy American ground forces.  Two billion dollars a week (that’s billion with a B) has bought what?  Every year we stay to “bring security to the people,” the security situation for the people gets worse and worse, deteriorating by orders of magnitude.  Now the boy genius has announced a “new strategy”.  A strategy that is identical to the “strategy” that resulted in a hollow ground force getting its ass kicked by North Korea in 1950; a mere five years after we had ascended to the most dominant military the world had ever known.

The only effective weapon we have ever deployed to Afghanistan is cash money, but, in typical Washington fashion, that money has disappeared and nobody seems to know how that happened or where it went.  The Afghan government is operating under the assumption we are going to continue throwing cash at them forever and thus will have troops in the country indefinitely.  The idiot Taliban think we’ll stay forever to harvest all the rare minerals buried in the desert, as if we could possibly mine 2 billion a week worth of rare minerals to cover our burn rate.  The Iraqis now know that, no matter what we have said in the past, we are more than willing to declare victory and organize a big parade to celebrate the last truck out of the country.

Was Iraq worth the blood and treasure spent by the United States?  If it was, I’m not seeing it.  Will the end state in Afghanistan be worth the blood and treasure we have spent and continue to spend?  Not a chance in hell.  The only lesson to be learned from the past ten years of constant war is that we cannot afford to go to war.  At least not in the way we do it now which is, sort of, what I’ve been pointing out in this blog for years.  Admittedly, it takes me a ton of words to make my point but you get that from bloggers.  Well, at least from this blogger.

The fact that Obama has slashed ground forces and fallen under the spell of high tech ninjas from the United States Air Force is, believe it or not, good news.  This is going to force the Army to do a little creative thinking about why the hell they even exist. It is also going to force the Marine Corps into a fight for survival because when the Big Army starts to do “Creative Thinking” the only option they come up with is to do away with the Marine Corps.

Obama is right about the obsolescence of the Two-War Strategy.  Not for the reasons he’s been braying about (to be honest, I can’t listen to him and don’t really know or care what he’s saying).  He’s right because we have never had the lift ability to move ground forces into two distinctly different theaters of operation.  We had the troops to do it stationed in places like Okinawa where they can’t train, irritate the local citizens, and accomplish little more than getting in trouble for doing what troops always do.  They were essentially stranded there because the amphibious lift to move them anywhere (in numbers that matter) had to come from the continental United States.

But the Pentagon never dealt with this issue honestly, just as they are not dealing with their impending evisceration honestly.  Witness this bit of complete nonsense: Pentagon Says Two-War Strategy Not likely To Be Scrapped. Talk about living in denial.

The good news is that the main stream media, the two party system, the current PC sycophants in the Pentagon – all of them are going to swept into the dust bin of history.  They cannot sustain their current mode of operation, they cannot change because change is all they have talked about for decades while simultaneously maintaining the same force structure, the same spend thrift habits and the same corporate mind set regardless of multiple Quadrennial Defense Review recommendations.  The Navy, Air Force and Army always get their 30 something percent of the budget while the Marine Corps gets the rest.  The Marine Corps air wings are paid for by Navy Air which is a type command.  The Fleet Marine Force is also a type command under the control of the Chief of Naval Operations (in theory) so the pittance the Marines operate on is not as small as its seems.  But now change is being forced down from on high and all the PC ass kissing the Pentagon has done since Tail Hook is doing them no more good than is did for BP after the gulf oil spill.   Change is coming and no matter how vigorous the rear guard action by the dysfunctional institutions of government or the private sector they are still doomed.  Richard Fernandez explains the inevitable here:

Developments like this, when juxtaposed against the tally of failing institutions suggest that the future may be one in which the balance of power will shift from the spenders using deficit financing, and the rent-takers (the Middle East) and the blackmailers (North Korea) to one where the producers are relatively more influential. The next few decades, provided the world doesn’t blow itself up getting there, may belong to those who make and design new things rather than those who appropriate them and hand things around.

It is already making the shift and the crisis is how it is doing it.

The growth industries of the future might be in trade, industry, science and engineering. By contrast, the day of the ambulance chaser, financial Master of the Universe, SEIU organizer and journalistic hack may be coming to a close. What the current crisis is doing is burning out the latter to clear the way for the former. It is a process of creative destruction that has almost no input from the Republican Party.

While all this continues to drags on, I suspect I’ve reached the end of my useful shelf life as a blogger.  How many more times can I say the same things? But not to worry, Dalton Thomas, a man who could have been me in another life, has one in the hopper and it is the craziest, funniest story I have read in years.  I’ve asked him to break it up into a few posts while toning it down some.  He’s going to cut it up into several posts but has refused to tone it down.   The topic is “The PTSD,” as he calls it, and, his life, being basically a train wreck, is great fodder for creative writing.  I can promise you that you’ll laugh your ass off or be appalled or possibly both.  Dalton is a funny, funny guy but he has issues to work through and, as is typical of Marines from his generation, he’s taking them head on.  It will entertaining. I promise.

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The Gladiators

Editors Note:  B is taking some time off from destroying Libtards on Thomas Ricks blog to vent on a topic few men will dare touch.  At the Foriegn Policy blog he’s been coming up with stuff like this:

Personally, I am glad that while I had to worry about leaders who were more worried about their careers and image than the mission or my men, I never had to deal with leaders who wanted to bone me.

The entire thread is in the comment section of this post and it is hysterical.  Now he’s helping me out with another article (with pictures this time) so I’m kicking my next piece back a few days to let him rip.  Enjoy and a Happy New Year to you all.

Baba T

What everyone knows, but no one will say, is that on one very basic level, war is super fun. Back in the day, when the Roman Empire had no existential threats, they had to come up with something to keep the idiots entertained. So they got a bunch of young guys together and had them fight in the arenas. They’d have all kinds of fun variations-a guy with a net and a trident fighting another guy with a shield and a sword, two guys tied leg-to-leg fighting two guys tied arm-to-arm, team vs. team, barbarian slaves, midgets, and animals, whatever.

Glad 1 The idiots loved it, the women went wild, the profits went through the roof!  An arena in every city! Whole industries existed to support the sport-arms manufacturers, bookies, trainers, sports doctors, caterers, promoters…The gladiators? Well, I’m sure the ones who were bad at it didn’t last long enough to matter, and the good ones loved it, like any pro athlete loves his sport. It beat working in a salt mine in all kinds of ways.

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Americans haven’t had any existential threats to worry about since the West was won. Even in WW2, the most plausible scenario our leadership could muster for a German attack on the mainland was that once the Wehrmacht got done with Russia and England, they’d land in Brazil and march 10,000 miles to the Rio Grande. Not very impressive. We’re higher primates, super-chimps evolved in an environment of constant danger, and now that’s all been taken away from us. We live in unprecedented safety. Between our cubicles, our commute and our couch, we are BORED.

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Fortunately, the idiot entertainment industry has come a long way since then. Our gladiators wear ACUs and MARPAT and fight barbarians in their own cities, deserts and mountains. Their arenas are whole countries on the other side of the world. You don’t have to crowd into a smelly Coliseum with half a million other retards-you can get your entertainment broadcast onto your plasma screen. CNN, Fox News, movies, video games-they all feed off the new gladiatorial arena. Depending on how much juice you have, you can get varying degrees of input into what’s going on-go on a junket to Kabul or Baghdad, fly around in helicopters, have senior gladiators give you personal presentations, write sage articles and papers and see your recommendations implemented. Now THAT’S audience participation!

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There are giant industries built on the sport. Everything from weapons to tourniquets sells better when the games are on. The giant FOB cities in the desert, the food and fuel, the armored vehicles (a new model every year)-all for the arena. Millions in revenue on bumper stickers alone! And let’s not forget the money waiting to be made in medical care. When a guy comes home from the arena, hundreds of hours of physical and mental care can be billed to Tricare or the VA over the next 40-60 years. Talk about job security.

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Is your taste more refined, more feminine? Do you like less bloody, more heartwarming entertainment? Not to worry. Just like the Romans had musical intermissions with dancing clowns in their Coliseums, we have NGOs and other governmental agencies doing all kinds of feel-good stuff in our arenas. Teaching little girls to read, digging wells, whatever it takes to get you that warm and fuzzy glow. Sometimes, even the gladiators will put down their nets and tridents for a minute and pitch in! Awwww.

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Human nature being what it is, even watching your team kicking barbarian ass gets boring after a while. That’s why the backers are always ready to oblige with some social experimentation, the modern-day equivalent of the arena handicap. Female gladiators, flamboyantly gay gladiators, reflective belts, restrictive ROEs, anything to break up the monotony and even up the odds a bit.

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Nobody wants a party to end too soon, not with the arena booked and the money rolling in. This week, Bronze Age tribesmen with AKs vs. gladiators with JDAMs! Next week, watch as our heroes get split into small teams and embedded with barbarian auxiliaries!

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What about the gladiators? Well, they’ve got a whole society to shower them with warm approval. It takes a rare kind of commie to say he doesn’t support the troops. War is, on some level, fun. Once you get to a certain level, the training is fun, too-anybody who has ever spent a day pinging .308 match grade ammo off  steel E-types from 600-800 meters away knows what I mean. Of course, the possibility of watching your guts spill out on the arena floor or ending up in a one leg, two leg, three leg, four scenario is always there, but it’s the nature of the game, and odds are pretty good you’ll come out of it OK. While you’re in, you get to serve with good guys, crazy and brave enough to play the game, and that camaraderie means a lot. On balance, it’s much better than being stuck in cubicle hell at Initech.

Once you’ve done your time in the arena, you can move up to senior management, and stack paper while being lauded by those who haven’t been there and done that. Even if you just get out after a couple of years as a lowly no-name, a bumper sticker or a hat pin ensures a “thank you for your service” and the occasional free beer. They’ll make movies about you, and invite you to the screening. Chicks will be impressed when you throw out your service on a date. And if all of that stuff doesn’t float your boat and you’ve got a hollow feeling-there must be something wrong with you. So, the next time someone thanks you for your service, thank them for watching and tell them to tune in same time next week!

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War Groupies

This is the second entry in the new “Paint Baba Tim’s White Fence” program.  The first was from my Dad and this one is from my good friend B.  Regular readers have probably guessed by now that B and I worked together in Afghanistan and know each other well.  As I deal with agents from [...]

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THE DIVERSITY PLATOON

Editors Note:  This post is the first (of what I hope to be many) posts from my father Major General J.D. Lynch Jr. USMC (Ret.)
The Current Situation
Forty years ago, the American military was held in great contempt by the public it served. The feeling was returned in roughly equal measure. We have since gone from [...]

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EFP’s

During our last trip to Zaranj we had one more task to complete before we went home.  The after action report on the ambush of Haji Nematullah, reported they seized three large buckets of Home Made Explosives (HME) and three Explosively Formed Penetrator (EFP) mines.  EFP’s were a big problem in Iraq and their source [...]

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Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting

Much has transpired since my visit to Zaranj last month.  I learned just this morning that the Surge apparently did not work and we are now, according to our esteemed Secretary of State, switching tactics too.  The new counterinsurgency tactic will be “Fight, Talk, Build” and if you have no idea what those words could [...]

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Sanctuary Denied?

Last week I received and heads up from Mullah John that General Allen and Ambassador Crocker were on 60 Minutes and was able to watch the show on AFN.  The one thing I noticed when watching General Allen was the emotion clearly evident as he discussed the truck bomb has had asked the Pakistani military [...]

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Free Ranging Balochistan

I’m back in my compound after attending a bunch of ceremonies in Zaranj marking the end of our efforts in Nimroz Province.  When we flew in last week the skies were dark and it rained that night.  The next morning was clear as a bell making for excellent photography and perfect weather for what turned [...]

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Diplomacy 101

I am in the middle of an interesting few days as we finish up our projects, some of the larger ones with official ceremonies.  Those of you who follow Michael Yon on facebook know where I am and what we have been up to.  What is interesting to watch is Michael, myself and our friend [...]

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High Noon in the Forgotten Province

Yesterday morning there was a running gunfight spanning 100 kilometers on the Nimroz Province side of the Dasht-e Margo (Desert of Death.) It started just outside the little hamlet of Qala Fath, which is home to the only reliable source of drinking water near Zaranj and also houses this spectacular walled city which once guarded [...]

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