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June 3, 2008

Someone You Should Know: Corporal Jessica Ellis

[Kat]

I was looking over the information regarding casualties in May. Nineteen soldiers lost their lives last month, the lowest in the war. Somehow, though, that makes it harder. In fact, in this war, the reason it may feel so personal to many is that there are not so many that we cannot read a story about each of them somewhere on the internet. They become more than names and faces, they are known to us.

When I looked at May's list of casualties, I noticed something that isn't broadcast very often and, to some degree, shows that everyone sacrifices: men and women. And, everyone of them is a great loss to somebody. Three of the casualties in May were women.

Here, though, is Corporal Jessica Ellis, 2BSTB Airborne Medic. She wasn't given a medal for valor though she earned the last medal, the Purple Heart, in the hardest way. She didn't pull anyone from a burning vehicle or save 10 Marines from an ambush, but reading the comments from her legacy guest book, Corporal Ellis was the kind of medic every unit wishes they had. She went out of her way to care for her "troops" even when technically "off duty", stopping by one tent nightly to take the blood pressure of a soldier who had just been diagnosed with high blood pressure among the many. Everyone who speaks of her, who served with her, mentions how she was always smiling, brightening their day and always saying "I got it" when something came up or something needed to be done.

The people she served with and her family said best why, sans Silver Star or Medal of Honor, we should know Corporal Jessica Ellis, veteran of two tours in Iraq and a great American:

My name is Sergeant Matthew Engel and I am a team leader in 1st PLT A Co 2BSTB 2BCT 101st, Corporal Ellis was are platoon medic. Corporal Ellis has worked on me every time that I was injured on mission, she was a person that you knew could fix you up no matter what the problem was. There hasnt been a day that I think about that night out on mission. The times that Ill miss the most is her coming over to Goats and my room just to talk and hang out. Also Ill never forget here smile and positve [sic] outlook on everything. I will miss her and never forget what she has not only done for me but my whole platoon.

I am in 2 BSTB and knew Corporal Ellis, I wish I would have been able to get to know her more, but from the times I went to early sick calls to when I would go to Liberty and saw her walking around she always had the best attitude and had a friendly face. Her smile and her kindness will forever be remembered. Thank you Corporal Ellis for fixin me up all those times from shin splints to the common cold and not to forget your friendly hello's and smiles that would brighten anyones day. You are the nicest person I have ever met and I will never forget you. And to the family of Corporal Ellis I am truly sorry for your loss and you are all in my prayers. And again thank you Jessica Ellis for just being you! Jessica Dubee (FOB Justice, Iraq)

Another said, "she was a friend to all she met."

I never appreciated the finer things in life, like old SNL episodes or Country Music sung off key. It wasn’t until I met an amazing soldier. Young Private Ellis, though seemingly unsure at first. . . was ready to take on the world. I trained her on the ways of the military, or just ran around the Cav Hills at Campbell with her. However, Ellis taught me that, with enough Mousse, gel, hairspray, and clips. . . . you still could tame her hair for more then 5 minutes. Her greatest quality. . . . you weren't able to have a bad day, when Jessica was around. Her smile, made everyone near her, grin. The sunny disposition was there to brighten, even the worst days. If all else failed, Jess would have sour gummy candy or peach-Os to help lift your spirits. I will never forget the can-do attitude, and her true compassion for others. She truely is an inspiration. I cannot express in words just how much Corporal Jessica Ellis will be missed. For she was a true angel. . . who finally has been issued her halo and wings. Bernadette Hartman (FOB LIBERTY)

So many comments started out:

Dear Mr. & Mrs. Ellis, I want you to know what an honor and privilege it was to serve with your daughter. I always thought of her as a sister and will never be able to forget her.

Read many more remembrances of Corporal Ellis here

There is really no way to estimate the true positive effect, the value of such a young woman to so many troops and to the war effort over all.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

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May 1, 2008

Gone Stupid: Get Medal, Go to the Back of the Bus

[Kat]

So, a few weeks ago we were all agog at the silver star medal pinned on Spc Monica Brown's DCUs for running through enemy fire to save her fellow soldiers.

They gave her the medal and then the Army got stupid.

From Small Wars Journal comes this link:

Woman Gains Silver Star -- And Removal From Combat

Vice President Cheney pinned Brown, of Lake Jackson, Tex., with a Silver Star in March for repeatedly risking her life on April 25, 2007, to shield and treat her wounded comrades, displaying bravery and grit. She is the second woman since World War II to receive the nation's third-highest combat medal.

Within a few days of her heroic acts, however, the Army pulled Brown out of the remote camp in Paktika province where she was serving with a cavalry unit -- because, her platoon commander said, Army restrictions on women in combat barred her from such missions.

"We weren't supposed to take her out" on missions "but we had to because there was no other medic," said Lt. Martin Robbins, a platoon leader with Charlie Troop, 4th Squadron, 73rd Cavalry Regiment, whose men Brown saved. "By regulations you're not supposed to," he said, but Brown "was one of the guys, mixing it up, clearing rooms, doing everything that anybody else was doing."

The pragmatic side of me says that there is probably some other legitimate reason to keep her off the front lines now. Like, you know, she is now out in public and the Taliban/AQ types would probably make her target #1 in the AO. Beau Coup Propaganda Coup.

On the other hand, that's just retarded because that is the danger of being on the front lines, period. That is the essence of signing that little contract. That is the reality of equality in the military. Share in Equal Rank, share in equal danger.

So, what is the deal here? Give the chick a medal, but now that she's officially "out", as in "known to be in combat situations", she has to go to the back of the bus?

And, what is the army going to do every time somebody gets a whiff of women soldiers on the front line, they are going to yank them? And, replace them with whom? And, Why?

In a military where 30% of forces are women and appx 15% of those serving in Iraq are women, are we going to cut off our right hand in order to serve some bizarre, antiquated notion that there is a) some place safe in an insurgency or b) that women cannot hack it in the field or c) that they are a danger to the men due to some unknown accomodations that apparently have not kept women like Leigh Ann Hester and Monica Brown from being out there (among the unsung many).

US Army - gone stupid.

And, yes, I know, they are just trying to quietly operate through the loop holes in the antiquated, restrictive laws that an equally, if not more so, ignorant congress had put in place almost 2 decades ago. Reality has long since past these folks by.

Please read this entire story because it gives much more background on Brown and the actions that got her the Silver Star.

At dusk on April 25, 2007, Brown's platoon had just finished searching for a Taliban leader near the village of Jani Khel. The convoy of four Humvees and one Afghan National Army pickup truck had turned into a dry streambed when a pressure-plate bomb exploded under the rear Humvee.

"Two-One is hit!" Staff Sgt. Jose Santos yelled. Looking back, Brown saw the Humvee engulfed in a fireball as its fuel tank and fuel cans ignited. Insurgents about 100 yards to the east opened up with machine guns and AK-47 semiautomatic rifles, as Brown and Santos ran without cover to the burning vehicle.

PS...she earned the coveted title every respected combat medic earns:

"I didn't want to leave," Brown said, after being pulled from the platoon. Robbins said he and his men, who called Brown "Doc," also wanted to keep her as their medic.

"Doc"

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Kat on May 01, 2008

April 16, 2008

In War: The More Things Change...

[Kat]

Reading this story from Bob Krumm, his last paragraph brought a little story to mind:


Actually, I have heard several people complain about one thing: the food in the mess hall. Even with new Soldiers some things never change.

In March, while attending the Vets For Freedom event at the World War I Museum, I met vets from several eras including Korea, Vietnam and Desert Storm. I spoke to several of these gentlemen about their service. One gentleman, Mr. Oelklaus, told me a story that sounded utterly familiar.

It was 1967 and his was stationed on a forward operating base, responsible for the repair and maintenance of vehicles. The base had many other units on it including Airborne, artillery and the like. Each unit had their own area with hooches, showers and latrines.

As is apparently customary in the military on such a base, people would seek out the closest, cleanest or most operational showers and latrines. In this case, members of the 101st would return from 3 to 14 day patrols and scatter to the various latrines and showers on the base, using up all the hot water. The BC (battalion commander) for the maintenance unit was the recipient of several cold showers and finally got a bug up his rear echelon. He ordered a guard be put on the showers 24/7 and no one that was not part of the mechanic's unit was to be allowed to use the showers.

Pvt Oelklaus was assigned to the exciting post of guard of the latrines and showers. On his first day, he observed a group of weary, dirty, insect bitten, stinking grunts approaching his station. It was a squad that had just returned from seven days in the bush. The designated spokesman for the group asked Oelklaus what was up with the guard post. After Oelklaus explained his duty, he noted some serious unrest among the group. Also, he said that his "esprit d'corps" was eating him up because he knew these men had been out for a long time and shouldn't be barred from getting a hot shower. Who could turn such men away? He repeated to me several times, "all they wanted was a hot shower. They deserved it."

So, he noted to the group that he did not see any unit patches (as they were in shorts, t-shirts and flip flops) and that there were so many people on the base, who could possibly know if they were actually members of his unit or not? He stepped to the side and opened the door, admonishing them to be as quick as possible and that, if "someone" was coming, he would bang on the wall and they would need to vacate immediately.

All went well and the troops were able to get their hot showers. But, that night, the BC had an unexpected visitor to his hooch. Namely, a CS canister that took up residence, with unknown assistance, just as he was nodding off to sleep.

Apparently, the message was received. After some jumping up and down and screaming for somebody's head, the guard was taken off the showers the next day.

I've read similar stories from today's war from both sides of the "conflict". Those that were mad because their showers never had hot water due to utilization from others not assigned to their areas and those that were ticked off that there was never enough hot water to take shower in their own areas after days on patrol so they were forced to tromp a mile or two over to another area to use the showers.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Kat on Apr 16, 2008

April 11, 2008

Bellavia On Glenn Beck: I got my Ph.D. from the university of Fallujah

[Kat]

Bellavia was attacked the other day for an innocent comment during an introduction of Sen. John McCain. He said, (I paraphrase) "you can have your Tiger Woods. I want my two sons to look up to men like John McCain." That after noting that McCain had spent five years in Hanoi Hilton being tortured and refusing to come home before any of the other men who were there before him.

That set off a storm of scurrilous accusations of racism. Glenn Beck had Bellavia and the other Vets for Freedom on his show Wednesday night.

I introduced John McCain at this rally and what I basically said was, was that I was making a comparison of heroes, that all ages and races can look up to, referring to Senator McCain as more -- someone that, you know, should be on a pedestal for my two little boys to look up to, someone like Marcus Luttrell, Michael Mansoor. These are American heroes, compared to professional athletes or entertainers. I looked in the audience. I saw a guy with a Callaway golf hat on and I automatically thought of the most famous golfer who is Tiger Woods and I said, you can have your Tiger Woods as your heroes. We have men like Senator McCain. That's who my boys will look up to.

As usual, the nut bags got Bellavia's personal information and went crazy:

The first response I thought was ridiculous and then it just got more and more absurd with these bloggers getting my personal information out there calling me a bigot. In my world, I have an 8-year-old and a 1-year-old and I'm raising these kids to know that a man who sacrifices.

and...

They have been not only the e-mails that come pouring in but someone leaked, you know, phone numbers and everything else and locations of where people attend school and how they want to educate my kids and save them from their bigoted father. It's just absolutely ridiculous.

Bellavia has often noted in his speeches that there is no place for political persuasion on dog tags and also often noted that he has fought along side of every representation of America:

We are fighting as Americans. We're bleeding next to African-Americans. I fought with Muslim Americans, Glenn, in Iraq. This was never about religion or ethnicity. It's about Americans defending our culture and our way of life and I am proud to say that our legacy, we are the greatest humanitarian organizations ever lived in the United States military and we have nothing to apologize for...

My favorite line, when Glenn is asking him about his upcoming announcement about running for congress and how he'll fair or keep his principles:

my whole thing is, look, man, I faced down six guys in a house. That's my -- you can have your Princeton degree. I got my Ph.D. from the university of Fallujah and to me it's like if I'm not going to back down from Islamo terrorism, I'm certainly not going to back down from a special interest group.

Watch out, David. You keep making comparisons, next thing you know they are going to call you an anti-education troglodyte. ;)

JD Johannes writes about Olbermann's slandering of Bellavia on MSNBC.

Others, stung by their own fears and failing and whose ego will not allow them to acknowledge they are wanting, will ignore and marginalize the hero.

They find the comparison too unsettling.

Many, if tortured the way John McCain was, would not have chosen fortitude--and they know it and it hurts them.

Get JD's movie, Outside the Wire '07 and learn about the real war in Iraq.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Kat on Apr 11, 2008

March 21, 2008

Thing, Thing a Thong

Thanks *loads* for that particular ear worm, Capt JMH.

Heh.

From the responses in yesterday's comments block, I may have an untapped fiduciary resource I have not previously considered (although I *have* appeared in some -- thankfully -- short-lived ARNG recruiting commercials). BTW, Pat, if your offer still holds, I figure you owe somebody a scad of cash for all the be-thonged appearances I *haven't* made to date.

Call it an ounce of prevention. Or extortion.

Eh -- puh-tay-to, po-tah-to.

Meanwhile, back in WhatzissStan, here's another clue for you:

Nope, still not a toilet, kat

Oh, man, if that's not a dead giveaway...

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by CW4BillT on Mar 21, 2008

March 17, 2008

Lt Cdr Heidi Kraft - More Than a Movie Star

[Kat]

In response to John's Major Movie Star post and as it is Women's History Month, Carrie sends me this link about someone who knows how to wear her uniform right:

Dr. Hiedi Kraft

Lt Cdr Dr Heidi Kraft will be donating 10% of her book sales to the Marine Semper Fi Fund:

Dr. Heidi Kraft, Navy Psychologist and Graduate of the SDSU/UCSD JDP in Clinical Psychology, Writes a Memoir About Her Experiences in Iraq:

"Rule Number Two: Lessons I Learned in a Combat Hospital"

Former Lieutenant Commander Kraft spent nine years as a U.S. Navy Psychologist, and over seven months at a remote air base in western Iraq. The title for her new book, "Rule Number Two: Lessons I Learned in a Combat Hospital", comes from an episode from the first season of the M*A*S*H television series, "Sometimes You Hear the Bullet." In this 1973 episode, Hawkeye, a surgeon, realizes he cannot save an underage Marine. Henry says to Hawkeye: "In war Rule #1 is that young men die. And Rule #2 is that doctors cannot change rule #1."

Read an excerpt of the book here

Dr. Kraft held the hand of a dying marine, Cpl Jason Dunham, who was later awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor for throwing himself on a grenade to save his friends and comrades. She wrote a rather famous piece that made its way around the blogosphere: Memories of Iraq: Good and Bad

The Good...

"Meeting a young sergeant, who had lost an eye in an explosion ... he asked his surgeon if he could open the other one ... when he did, he sat up and looked at the young Marines from his fire team who were being treated for superficial shrapnel wounds in the next room ...

"He smiled, laid back down, and said, 'I only have one good eye, Doc, but I can see that my Marines are OK.'

The Bad

"Ushering a sobbing Marine colonel away from the trauma bay while several of his Marines bled and cried out in pain inside. Meeting that 21-year-old Marine with three Purple Hearts, and listening to him weep because he felt ashamed of being afraid to go back.

A mother of two children, Dr. Kraft currently splits her work-time between two positions, as the Deputy Program Coordinator for the US Navy's Combat Stress Control Program (on a contract with SAIC) and as as a Clinical Psychologist, specializing in combat trauma, at the Naval Hospital Camp Pendleton.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Kat on Mar 17, 2008

March 15, 2008

Doing COIN Since 1066: William the Conqueror To Iraq

[Kat]

As a semi-history geek, it has been interesting watching the evolution of COIN in Iraq and Afghanistan. Most people in the know relate our modern COIN techniques in Iraq to more modern wars and successful or unsuccessful leaders. These wars and leaders are most often within the last two centuries.

Whether it is Vietnam and Westmoreland or Gulula in Algiers and occasional comparisons to both World Wars (TE Lawrence WWI), the Civil War and our own Revolutionary War, we seek comparison and continuity through those wars and leaders we can most relate to. We compare or dispose of those leaders and battles as we see fit in order to enhance our understanding of COIN.

Yet, modern COIN isn't so modern.

In fact, it compares favorably to a number of historical precedents. Take, for instance, the invasion of England in 1066 by William, Duke of Normandy and its eventual subjugation to the Conqueror's rule. William won the Battle of Hastings in 1066 through the strategic use of mounted heavy cavalry or "knights", the medieval version of the tank. First, he rained down arrows (artillery and air power), then he used his armor to break the line of the enemy.

Through both daring and the luck of battle, a group of mounted cavalry charged the line of huscarls then retreated, drawing them away from the main line to be decimated. William took advantage of the opening created and charged with his knights into the opening, destroying a number of forces and killing Harold Godwinson. That is after Godwinson had been forced to go north to defend against the invading vikings before making a hard march south after learning that the Duke was preparing to invade near Dover.

In Iraq, a feinted armor attack to the east and the potential of an attack from the north kept some forces stationary while others, the elite "Republican Guard" (huscarls?) maneuvered to defend Baghdad and the main forces stayed in their trenches. Then an armored column drove straight into the heart of Baghdad, causing the government to collapse.

Even William can't lay claim to having invented modern "armored cavalry" tactics since Alexander the Great had used a similar tactic to defeat Darius and the Persian Army.

Like Iraq, William's success at Hastings did not mean that the Anglo-Saxons were just going to roll over and hand him the kingdom without a fight. Neither could he rely on staying based in Dover or London, putting down rebellions through a mobile force that could route the enemy, but not control the land.

What William did next closely resembles COIN in Iraq.

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by Kat on Mar 15, 2008

March 13, 2008

Vets for Freedom "Heroes Tour" Kick-off

I should've put this up earlier, but things got busy.

Vets for Freedom is kicking off the "National Heroes Tour" in San Diego tomorrow (Friday) to draw attention to their mission as they travel to Washington, DC to meet with legislators ahead of General Petraeus' expected testimony in April. Events will include appearances/speeches by heroes like Bud Day, Marcus Luttrell and David Bellavia, as well as local heroes. There will be a book signing in Pendleton in the morning, then a party on the deck of the Midway Museum at 6:30 p.m., including a parachute team landing and F-18 flyover, and music and food until 10:00 (Hugh Hewitt will be broadcasting from the ship starting at 3:00).

All events are free. Uncle Jimbo of Blackfive and I will be there to cover the news for the blogs.

Hope to see you there!

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Denizens on Mar 13, 2008

March 6, 2008

All the Military News That's Fit To Print

I thought I'd throw together some links to some interesting military and GWOT news. A little too much to put in H&I Fires. To save on space, etc, I've put them in Flash Traffic.

To whet your appetite, a quote from Lt. Gen. Odierno:


“Their sacrifices were (not) and will not be in vain,” he said. “And because of them, Iraqis have the right to choose their own destiny. Let us forever remember our noble and gallant warriors who gave everything so others can enjoy life and liberties of a truly free people.”

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by Kat on Mar 06, 2008

December 29, 2007

Snipe Hunt!

A different kind of whatziss today.

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This is a sprocket for a tracked vehicle. The question is - which tracked vehicle?

You'll notice it's marked "Graf BOQ WC Key" meaning it's the key to the water closet, or latrine, of a Graf BOQ.

At Grafenwoehr, Germany, a large training area (for Germany, it would be lost on Fort Irwin) the cantonment area has blocks of barracks, arranged in open horseshoes configuration. At least it did, I have no idea what it looks like now, my last trip to Graf having been when it was used as a Redeployment Assembly Area for REFORGER '88.

Anyway, the barracks formed the sides (they were just open bays, you brought cots, etc) and the latrines were at the end. I don't recall ever using a key - but apparently, at some time, the 6th Battalion, 14th Field Artillery did. As in, they attached the key to this sprocket, so that you wouldn't use the facility and then walk away with it.

I got this thing because it tickled me, I've got many days at Graf (more in the field than in the barracks, but, hey...) and I shared a kaserne with the 6-14FA, back when I was in the 1-22FA of the 1st Tank.

I've shown this to my buds I still have contact with who were in the Warbonnets (note the unit crest on the right side of the sprocket) and they don't remember the sprocket, nor LTC Anckaitis.

The legend that comes with the sprocket is that it was taken from a German sefl-propelled artillery piece destroyed by the 6-14th as they went across France in 1944 as an armored artillery battalion of the 4th Armored Division. It putatively came from the estate of Colonel Anckaitis, recently deceased (that part I'm not sure of, either).

So, here's your challenge - what vehicle did that sprocket come from? I've done some looking and I'm not sure myself, yet. Remember that the Germans used a lot of French, Czech and some Russian chassis to mount artillery on - so don't limit yourself to German sprockets only.

I'd also love it if someone shows up who *knows* the story... Below I've provided two larger front and rear views, to aid you. One of the reasons I provided the rear view is for those of use who have broken down more modern vehicles (I'm not ruling those out) that side may help eliminate some possibles. The inner diameter of the sprocket is 14.75 inches.

Front view. Rear view.

Go forth, ye hordes of Argghhh! and scour the 'net! Bring me the head of Alfredo Garcia er, pics of candidate vehicles!

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Dec 29, 2007

December 28, 2007

And the Winnah Is...

...OldSchool, who tagged yesterday's Whatziss as an SPS-141MVG ECM pod.

The nose-on view is kind of a giveaway that it's *not* an aux fuel tank

Pssst -- it's the li'l sensor domes, kat.

and the view from behind home plate

Nope, no exhaust nozzles here, folks.

cinches that it ain't a missile (note to BCR: okay, okay -- there *could* be a gravity repulsor in there, but the tail cone is the wrong shape for that particular app).

What really piqued my interest about this beastie was that, unlike the other SovStuff (a *huge* number of 57mm rocket pods live here) I poked around, the exterior assembly / warning / access stencils were locally-applied and in English, not Rooshian.

And it's grammatically correct, too.

Which told me something about the Saddam-era ground crew techies.

Just for grins, here's something to make Dusty go *eeek*!

Hey, looking into the business end would make *me* go eeek, too.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by CW4BillT on Dec 28, 2007

November 26, 2007

Schizophrenic War Take 2

In Schizophrenic War on Sunday, I talked about reading two books on the war in Iraq and the different views of the war each presented. "Waging Peace" was about civil affairs in a war zone and Buzzel's "My War" is basically an infantryman's shooting war. The apparent inability to reconcile these two seemingly opposite views of "war" during an insurgency (global and localized) apparently paralyzed (and still does) our political, philosophical and strategic thinking.

Case in point. Sanchez's speech on the Democrat weekly address stirred up a conversation at Small Wars. Most commentors thought that Sanchez was basically trying to shun responsibility for the failure to identify and properly fight the insurgency. Two defended him. One basically stating that Sanchez was simply following orders of the infamous Rumsfeld and would have been fired if he tried to do counter-insurgency which he would have implemented "if only". Another claiming that the discontent with his statements was politically motivated.

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by Denizens on Nov 26, 2007

November 3, 2007

When Athens Perished

[Denizen Commentary - Kat]

Just a quick drive by today...I'm reading Victor Davis Hanson's "A War Like No Other". I'll give a review later if the Armorer hasn't done so in the past. "A War Like No Other" is a book about the Peloponnesian War between Athen's and Sparta. At the end of the Third Peloponnesian War, democratic Athens was defeated by oligarchic, militaristic Sparta, a city state that was smaller in land, people, money and arms. Reflecting multiple discussions here, Hanson wrote:

Second, Pericles gambled that the Athenians - a people that had once marched out to Marathon to beat an army three times its size and had sunk a numerically superior Persian fleet at Salamis in the sight of the Acropolis - could now sit idly by without damage to their national psyche while thousands of enemies swaggered in to challenge their martial prowess. [snip]

But the collective population at large would also have to stomach the even more odious idea that none of their men would dare to fight an enemy a few miles from the walls.

War is never nerely a struggle over concrete things. Instead, as great generals from the Theban Epaminondas to Napoleon saw, it remains a contest of wills, of mentalities and perceptions that lie at the heart of all military exegeses...

So once the Athenians had established the precedent that enemies could occupy their homeland with the near assurance that they would not or could not be forcibly removed, would not an inevitable sense of collective self-doubt and insecurity follow?

During the Third Peloponnesian War, Pericles had sought to mitigate the trouble Athens had experienced in other wars when they were forced to evacuate thousands from the city and surrounding country side. Instead, he decided to evacuate them into Athens. Largely because it had a nearby port and a walled access through which their maritime fleet could keep a besieged city well fed and its coffers still viable. He was hoping to avoid a war or greater bloodshed.

The Spartans and their allies marched in, ran the people from their homes and ate their crops and livestock, often within view of Athens itself.

Hanson is pointing out that, even though Athens was technically stronger than Sparta, the idea that, that strength could simply be held in check and the city state weather the attacks without significant damage to Athens, is wrong.

Physically, Athens could always have returned. But, psychically, Athens would never be the same.

War may begin over a myriad of material or economic means, but it is sustained and won or lost by the joining of passion and reason: the desire to fight and win, a cause or fire within, coupled with strategic thinking.

by Denizens on Nov 03, 2007

November 2, 2007

Aw, Jeez...here we go again.

Jonah is goading me...it worked. My response follows to another potshot at an independent air force in The American Prospect...

Abolish the Air Force

What it does on its own -- strategic bombing -- isn't suited to modern warfare. What it does well -- its tactical support missions -- could be better managed by the Army and Navy. It's time to break up the Air Force

ROBERT FARLEY | November 1, 2007

In August of this year, reports emerged that British Army officers in Afghanistan had requested an end to American airstrikes in Helmand Province because the strikes were killing too many civilians there. Show me the report… In Iraq, the Lancet Study of Iraqi civilian casualties of the war suggested that airstrikes have been responsible for roughly 13 percent of those casualties, or somewhere in the range of 50,000 to 100,000 deaths. The Lancet study?!? Please.
Does the United States Air Force (USAF) fit into the post–September 11 world, a world in which the military mission of U.S. forces focuses more on counterterrorism and counterinsurgency? Not very well. Even the new counterinsurgency manual authored in part by Gen. David H. Petraeus, specifically notes that the excessive use of airpower in counterinsurgency conflict can lead to disaster. Let me address the second point first—the excessive use of any kinetic power can be counterproductive in a counterinsurgency. Airpower when used to deliver munitions can, however, be quite useful. Why was it employed against Abu Musab al-Zarqawi? As for the first point, this is a classic example of someone looking at a current conflict and extrapolating the experience to subsequent ones. We are focusing on counterterrorism and counterinsurgency at the present time in a specific place. Does it apply to all future conflicts? To quote the author, “Not very well.”

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by Dusty on Nov 02, 2007

October 7, 2007

Give us *some* credit...

If there's one thing the general public has very little clue on, it's the corporate psychology, to say nothing of the internal mechanics, of the yearly budget process in the Pentagon.

Everybody concentrates on the $6 trillion dollar toilet seat (or whatever amount the NYT is ascribing to it this month) and, of course, the earmarking that has reached the level of low comedy.

In his recent post, John assumed the Army's sister services would not be happy with the new CJCS's comments about revitalizing the nation's Army. A few thoughts...

Historically, the three main services get roughly the same cut of the budgetary pie, about a third each, regardless of the impression left by the public sniping that occurs among our legislators, and the three dominant services, when the budget is being built. Most of our regular readers probably knew that...but most outsiders don't.

Occasionally, there's a bit of an adjustment, but the favoring of one Service over another doesn't skew the numbers that much. I think that happens for several reasons:
1) Congressional districts have an input
2) Everyone has a good reason to argue for money (just ask the tanker, cargo or bomber drivers flying 30, 40, 50 and almost 60 year-old airplanes...and the logisticians who have to keep them flying).

Now, that's not to say the air and naval arms won't complain, but that's kinda their jobs, dontcha think? That said, I don't believe you'll get people going to the mat over reconstituting the ground forces as much as you might believe. I could be wrong, but I hope not. But if we do, I wouldn't be totally shocked either...again, we're all driving/sailing/flying really old stuff. Oh, by the way, the navy should get some of that anyway, yes? (Hint: U-S-M-C)

I will say this...and I mean it in the best possible way: the Army could do a lot better in two areas:
1) Maintaining their equipment in the field, and;
2) Managing monetary accounts to lessen the impact on families.
The two go hand-in-hand.

Caveat: I'm sure in a lot of ways I'm the pot calling the kettle black, but I've lived with Army units long enough and close enough...AND asked senior Army general officers, "What up wi' 'dis, bro?!?" (I paraphrase), on why they have such problems with armored vehicle maintenance and complex aircraft maintenance and why their facilities are in such poor repair.
More caveat: My experience has been predominantly overseas, so maybe it's different in the States.
Still more caveat: My experience is dated, although I do cut myself some slack when I consider that the Army is more wedded to "tradition" when it comes to non-combat day-to-day ops and looking at other Service SOPs with a distinctly "not invented here" jaundiced eye. Like the rest of us don't do that either, heh.

Anyway, back to the two points above:
1) Maintenance...I know I can learn something from a Navy guy on designing life support equipment for air crews. We already have--the "horse collar" life preserver we wear that only opens when you hit sea water, for example. By the same token, I think the Army would do itself a great service if it explored how the Air Force maintains complex and heavy equipment. I'm not talking minute-by-minute stuff, but things like scheduling routine heavy MX (we call it "Phase" in the blue world), parts management, etc.

My MX officer knew instantly where every A-10 Inertial Nav Unit was in the world...and could order one from any bench stock account on the planet in seconds, from any point on the planet, as long as he had a phone line. We even gave squadron commanders FedEx (yessssss!) accounts to get stuff they eally needed even faster than we otherwise could back at the home 'drome. (Don't know if they still have to do that...)

Back to my life in V Corps...I was amazed at the down time on M1-A1s/A2s and how a lot of the machine was maintained. Sometimes they would just throw perfectly good stuff away. Sometimes they would ruin stuff just from abuse...and then there's losing things right and left.

Trust me...an Air Force crew chief losing a wrench is like a soldier losing his weapon. It is a Very Bad Thing for his immediate career prospects. Losing parts, not managing bench stocks, dicking up inspection schedules, etc., make life miserable for the managers, too. Of course, I'm generalizing, but my point is this: we (the USAF) took years to figure out how to take care of big, expensive and persnickety things in the field and at home and I would LOVE for the Army to at least send a couple of open-minded folks around the USAF to benefit--maybe--from all our growing pains...without having to go through it themselves...and thereby making current and future dollars go farther in the reconstitution (and, ultimately, the routine readiness) effort.

2) Managing the money pots...this blew my mind: unless things have changed, if an Army guy runs out of O&M money, he can raid the MWR pot. In the Air Force, that's a non-starter.

Talk about imposing discipline and motivating people to do things more effectively.

If the former is still true, and will remain the case, looking into Point 1 becomes even MORE imperative. The only thing that really chaps my a$$ when it comes to the "Army getting more" to fix itself is: spend it wisely, dammit. DON'T keep feeding the inefficiency/waste beast by doing things the "old" ways. If it were me, I'd tell the Staff,

"OK boys and girls, here's your one-time, big-a$$ budgetary plus-up. Spend it wisely because I'm not going to entertain robbing Peter to pay Paul...that will end up screwing our families back home even more...unless the reason is so dire AND THE CAUSE SO OUTSIDE OUR ARMY, that we can't avoid not to. I'll never say 'never,' but if you come to me for more dough, if your shite is not in one sock, I'll rip your lips off. Note the jar of lips on my desk." (Or words to that effect.)

Again, I love the Army. I respect the Army. My Army friends have lost children in this war. If the Army needs money, screw my annual IRS bill; I'll be happy to write a[nother] personal check. Just sayin'.

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by Dusty on Oct 07, 2007

September 3, 2007

Go read this...

I started a post with all kinds of embarrassingly florid prose about duty, honor and country after going to this link, but that's a waste of time these days.

FWIW, Col. Bud Day was kind enough to stop by our squadron when he was hosted by our wing in Germany many years ago. I still have an autographed copy of our squadron lithograph (a Hog flying cover over a convoy in Bosnia) signed by one of the Air Force's greatest heroes. I also remember standing in formation as a senior at the Academy when our as-yet-unnamed south dorm was dedicated Sijan Hall, named after a man whose actions never could be understood by the Bill Clintons or Markos Moulitsas of this world.

I'm glad people are still writing about that era, and what our fellow countrymen did then...in a positive way.

Then there's this...another example of the depths to which a society's "elites" can sink. -Instapilot

H/T: Instapundit and Stephen Green

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by Dusty on Sep 03, 2007

February 25, 2007

Cool video and a Gloat

This is either a good example of taking off at an extremely high density altitude, a good way to build up energy for the climb in a MANPAD environment, or a crude attempt to discourage onlookers at the perimeter...probably a little bit of all three.

It's cold, wet and dark here...and the power's out. That happens a lot here in central Indiana farm country. So it pays to have an auto-switching 60Kw generator run by a small-block V6 chugging along on propane (luv ya Hank Hill) fed from two 1000-gallon tanks. Heh.

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by Dusty on Feb 25, 2007

February 6, 2007

Friendly Fire = Good Copy

This is back in the news, the HUD tape now being broadcast on the MSM.

A couple of comments vis-a-vis the text of the article reproduced below:

The incident occurred just seven days into the war as two pilots were nearing the end of a two-hour mission to destroy rocket launchers and artillery from former Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein's 6th Armored Division. The pilots were flying "tankbusters," jets whose prime mission is to destroy tanks.

Well, no, the prime mission of the Hog is not to be "tankbusters" but I chalk that up to general reporter cluelessness...not a big deal, really, and certainly not surprizing.

The enemy rocket launchers were dug into positions 25 miles north of Basra. Meanwhile, a British convoy of four armored vehicles was making its way north to probe enemy defenses.

Circling at 12,000 feet, one of the pilots spotted the Iraqi vehicles 800 yards north of the target of their previous attack run, as well as the convoy about three miles away. A Marine Forward Air Command official, code-named "Manila Hotel," asks them to engage the targets.

Which targets? The rocket launchers? The movers? The "Iraqi vehicles 800 yards north"? Those are the questions that immediately come to mind. I have no idea what the "Marine Forward Air Command" is; I assume they're referring to the ground FAC..but he could be an Air FAC. No clue.

The pilot, identified by the call sign POPOV36, radioed back that the vehicles' roofs appeared to display orange painted panels used to indicate coalition forces to aircraft. The pilot asked Air Command to confirm that there were no "friendlies this far north on the ground."

"That is an affirm," Manila Hotel radioed back. "You are well clear of friendlies."

OK. I'm well clear of friendlies. Or not. Several things here, and I can't say much more since I haven't heard the tapes but 1) does the FAC (assuming it's a Forward Air Controller) have eyes on the movers, in this case the Brit convoy? 2) Does he have eyes on the target? 3) Has his info been accurate in the past portion of the mission, i.e., has he established his cred with the flight that he knows the area, the target set, locations of the friendlies and other data (like accurately describing the target area) that lends one to believe he knows what he's talking about on questions like, "Are there any friendlies in the area?" Another thing...did the pilot ask about the orange panels? ("WTF? That looks like a good guy...I'm gonna tell him I see orange, or think I do.") Maybe it was asked, maybe it wasn't. And I confess to a certain amount of subject matter expert arm-chair quarterbacking here.

POPOV36 then contacted the second A-10 pilot, codenamed POPOV35, to coordinate the attack on the vehicles with "orange rockets" attached to them. An apparently confused POPOV35, however, requested that Forward Command fire an artillery round at the target to clear up the confusion, then suggested that the pair should return to base due to time constraints.

"I think killing these damn rocket launchers, it would be great," POPOV36 replied before rushing in to strafe the convoy.

BIG question mark here. First, the odd-numbered callsign, Popov 35, is the lead's. Makes sense he'd be calling in arty to confirm they, i.e., whatever he's looking at--could be the convoy, could be the launchers--are bad guys. He's also the guy principally responsible for fuel management (and everything else, for that matter). The words, "...before rushing in to strafe the convoy..." leaves the reader with the impression that the wingman engaged without any further discussion, clearance or guidance. That's possible, but unlikely--big hole in the story here. What was said? Who gave clearance, if any? How is "rush" defined? Two seconds after 35 talked about fuel? A minute later after confirming the target and completing the in-flight attack brief? What?

Seconds after the circling for a second attack, American and British voices frantically call the A-10s to call off the attack — but the damage already had been done. Lance Cpl. of Horse Matty Hull, 25, died of injuries sustained as the A-10s pumped 50 rounds per second of armor-piercing shells into the convoy. Four other British troops also were injured.

"I'm going to be sick," POPOV35 radioed when Air Command broke the news. POPOV36 can be heard sobbing in the background.

Sounds like it was unintentional. And I don't mean to be sarcastic here. Friendly fire incidents are in the back of your mind every time you roll in. These guys are made to sound like out-of-control American air pirates (the impression I think was deliberately planted by the "rushing in" characterization) but they were probably anything but.

A British investigation into the 25-year-old's death was adjourned last week after a coroner said he "had no choice" but to delay his verdict because the United States refused to release the tape.

"A copy of the video was used as evidence by the Board of Inquiry's investigation into the incident. ... This recording is the property of the United States government and the [Ministry of Defense] does not have the right to release it without their permission," a U.K. Defense spokeswoman said.

I wonder who did?

The incident has been a sore spot with some British lawmakers who have demanded that U.S. soldiers involved in friendly fire incidents attend U.K. hearings. The United States has denied requests for servicemen to appear in court but does submit anonymous statements on each case.

Hull's widow, Susan Hull, said she was told the tape can help bring justice for her husband, the Sun reported.

"I'm very relieved this is being made public at long last," she said. "I can't believe these pilots can discuss what they're doing so casually when these are the last moments of my husband's life."

Don't see the "casually" in the transcript. Eager to kill enemy targets is casual? Their evident horror after the fact was anything but casual. Maybe these guys were different, but I cannot think of anyone I know who has been casual...at anytime...on a combat mission. The lady's anguish is certainly understandable and I can't fault her for the characterization, but I honestly don't think it fits. Again, my opinion only.

Sources last week said the tape, which the Ministry of Defense claimed did not exist, was "incriminating."

A senior U.S. military source told The Sun: "This tape needs to get out. The pilots need to be brought to account."

I'd LOVE to know who that was. I think he needs to be identified and asked to explain his position.

The Sun is owned by News Corp., which is the parent company of FOXNews.com.

Final thoughts:

1) Blue-on-blue incidents are horrid and the things that REALLY make you wake up in a cold sweat at night. It really is the scariest thing to contemplate. Getting shot down is bad, but killing your own guys is MUCH worse. But it will happen. In. Every. War.

2) It can, however, be stopped by just not doing CAS. It's an option.

3) Maybe no CAS with coalition forces is the answer.

4) Perhaps the money we spend on fixed-wing air should be restricted to counter-air missions, i.e., shooting down enemy jets and weapons and attacking airfields well behind enemy lines (the latter is more efficient, by the way).

But, bottom line, the only way to guarantee no mistakes is to just not do it.

-Instapilot

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by Dusty on Feb 06, 2007

January 27, 2007

Ohhh-TAY!

Here's the tank that's been giving everybody conniptions.

Hi, Sanger! I'm a tank!

Sanger finally found the thing and popped a bunch of links in, but technically didn't solve the whatziss 'cuz he never mentioned The Name.

From Rod Thorson: Looks something like one of the Marmon-Herrington USMC eval tanks, but some details are puzzling.

That's because it *is* a Marmon-Herrington. A Marmon-Herrington CTMS 1TBI, to be precise. The reason Rod's puzzled is because M-H produced four variants on the same piece of crap hull:

--CTMS 1TBI had a three-man crew and was armed with a 37 mm gun and two or three M1919 .30 caliber machineguns.

--MTLS 1GI4 had a four man crew and was armed with two 37 mm guns and four machineguns, probably on the theory that if the first popgun didn't stop the enemy, the second would. Yeah...

--CTLS 4TA(Y) and CTLS 4TAC had two-man crews and were armed solely with two or three machine-guns. 4TA(Y) had its turret offset to the left, the 4TAC had it offset to the right. My theory is that there was a fold in the blueprint that got unfolded during manufacture.

The M-H series were originally designed and manufactured for export to the Dutch East Indies. However, after the first 28 of a planned run of six hundred -- man, they *had* to have been cheap -- were delivered, Japan decided that the Greater Asian Co-Prosperity Sphere (aka Everything East of the Suez Canal and West of Whidbey Island) needed some oil reserves to round out the portfolio and the subsequent invasion of the East Indies made additional tank deliveries somewhat problematic. Seven CTLS 4TA(Y)s ultimately made it into combat, halting the Japanese onslaught for about a half an hour -- it took that long for them to stop laughing.

The US Army grabbed most of the M-Hs which were stranded stateside and used them for driver training, while the Marines actually attempted to use them during a couple of combined-arms exercises. The exercise participants concluded the M-H would be more useful as turreted pillboxes than combat vehicles.

A scad of them were exported to Guatemala, which still hasn't forgiven us.

Anyway, just to prove that I didn't PhotoShop the beast, I stuck Sanger's links (unbollixed) and some newspaper clippings in Flash Traffic...

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by CW4BillT on Jan 27, 2007

July 21, 2006

The Whatziss Gizmo, continued.

You guys really have pretty much gotten it. This pic will prolly cement it for you.

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Huh. Mebbe *this* will help.

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by John on Jul 21, 2006

July 12, 2006

Some tidying up of loose ends.

In case of Moonbats, break glass, and grab the Armorer's Cluebat! (Down, Denizennes, sheesh!) 32 inches Moonbat-thumping reach - with a nice, cannon-like touch to the, ahem, barrel of the piece.

Alrighty then, moving on. Remember this "Whatziss?"

Go below the fold, to the Flash Traffic/Extended Entry, and you can see it in context.

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by John on Jul 12, 2006

July 7, 2006

A Firearms Whatziss!

Why not? You guys have been working hard on all the obscure stuff.

Not that this isn't obscure, in it's way.

Your first instinct is probably wrong.

The usual questions: Who used it, what is the whole item (not just the closeup portion), etc.

It's on the net, in several places, too - not a complete cypher.

Update: Okay, John S, the gun dealer who *sold* me the rifle, gets it correct.

Rifle, Short, Magazine, Lee-Enfield, No 1 Mk V. An experimental rifle that led to the No. 4 Mk1 of WWII fame.

Fuller view of the receiver here.

Hi Dbie!  How're ya doon?

This is the rifle that usually holds the rifle-mounted barbed wire cutter. Which it *never* did in service I might add - I just have more stuff to stick on my No. 1's than I have rifles...

Jim B's crack about Australia is actually on the mark - many of these rifles *did* find their way to Australia - this one did. It sits in a No 1 Mk III stock (incorrect for the rifle, technically - the Mk V had an extra reinforcing band and one-piece upper handguard) marked to the New South Wales police.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 07, 2006

July 6, 2006

Whatziss help.

You guys have *actually* hit all the component elements of the answer. You just have to figure out which ones from the clues.

I will acknowledge I inadvertently misled you with the scale referent. The artifact in question is at least 60 years younger than the grenade.

Here's another pic to help you on your journey.

C'mon, you can do it!

Update:

Frank got it - Riot Control round, in this case a French "baton round" that fired a hollow rubber ball from a 37mm launcher - similar to this gun.

What's interesting about this one is that it's a 12 gauge blank inserted into a larger caliber plastic case, vice the aluminum cased more classic design of this Brit baton round in the Castle holdings. Fairly low velocity and hits with a sharp sting. I've been hit, in training, with a baton round from 50 yards. Not fun. Certainly, getting hit at close range in the wrong place can cause (and has) fatalities or serious injury. There are rules of engagement covering these weapons as there are any others.

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by John on Jul 06, 2006

July 5, 2006

Whatziss...

C'mon, impress me!

Go ahead, give it yer best shot. You guys with the right kinds of jobs (i.e., daytime surfing ability) are getting pretty good at this stuff.

Okay - here's a little bit of help for scale. That's a german "egg" grenade.

MajMike hits the closest - but isn't there yet.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 05, 2006

July 2, 2006

Continuing the Whatziss from yesterday...

You guys haven't figured it out yet, but the random darts you're throwing into the underbrush have, in fact, produced a few yelps.

1. WWI
2. German
3. While not body armor, it was worn by German troops.

In service it would have had this orientation on the soldier - if he was right-handed.

What am I?

Or like this, on a left-handed soldier.

And would have been found in the kit of certain members of Stosstruppen units.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 02, 2006

July 1, 2006

Whatziss for a Saturday.

This item is complete, less the straps that fit the slots.

For full credit: War, Nation, Purpose.

It's 9 inches across, measured diagonally.

So, whatziss?

Perhaps another view will help.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 01, 2006

June 30, 2006

Whatziss for the smarty-pantsed crowd.

This isn't as unfair as it looks.

1. It's been mentioned on this site, in conjunction with these kinds of posts, within living memory, even of those of you who slay brain cells with alcohol with reckless abandon.

2. It's been pictured on this site, in other contexts.

3. It's about 1/3 the size it appears to be in the pic.

C'mon, impress me!

Go ahead, impress me.

Oh, here. A hint.

Update: Okay, Monteith got it. Striker spring for the Mills bomb (this one a No 5). Was hazarded as a guess on this post, is seen here with the striker, and has been viewed before (in context) in this pic.

Okay. That was an easy one. Let's continue the adventure. Tomorrow I'll put up something a little more challenging.

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by John on Jun 30, 2006

June 27, 2006

What the heck.

Bill having snarked me today, and his Whatziss having been figured out pretty quickly - let's try another one. Following Bill's rule of showing the whole thing, sorta.

But while this has been alluded to in posts in the archives, it has not been pictured.

So, whatziss?

So, Grognards - whatziss? Purpose, nomenclature, etc.

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by John on Jun 27, 2006

June 26, 2006

A hint! A hint!

For yesterday's Whatziss?

You guys are sniffing all around it - though many of you are *right* next to it - you are looking at it 3200 mils (180 degrees) off.

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This hint is in keeping with that, in grammatical, if not rhetorical, terms.

I see Gwedd finally got it! Neffi knows his grenade butts, as he amply demonstrated.

This would have been clue #2 of the day, had it been needed.

But that's it - the ring puller used by Mills Bombers.

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This one being a No 5.

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by John on Jun 26, 2006

June 25, 2006

Otay - For a lazy Sunday while I paint...

...what used to be Prodigal Son's Crib, but will soon be the Armorer's Retreat, you guys can puzzle out this thingy.

Yes, it's on the web.

Last century, prior to 1950. This is a battlefield recovery.

So, whatziss?

Think expansively. Rapidly.

It's hard to see - but that straight part to the left ends in a hook.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jun 25, 2006

June 23, 2006

The Whatziss from yesterday.

I was trying to catch that wily old tanker, MajMike, but uncharacteristically for a tanker, he wasn't willing to just rush into a trap.

He has potential.

I was hoping he'd run with an expectation he'd set the day before (the best deception plans work by manipulating your opponent's expectations) about what I might be trying to do.

Y'know, that he'd guess it was this, or this, or this

Caltrops.

Then, I'd whisk away the picture mask and reveal it for what it really is.

WWI Brit Trench Maul

A WWI British trench raiding tool. A locally fabricated trench maul.

Scale? You guys are *always* whining about scale. The white paper the maul is sitting on is a standard paper towel. There. Scale.

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by John on Jun 23, 2006

June 20, 2006

Continuing from yesterday...

...who wants to step up to the plate and figure out what this is? Or at least make funny guesses?

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by John on Jun 20, 2006

June 19, 2006

Ha! Bill only *claims* to have an easy Whatziss...

This one really is - and sets the tone for my theme this week (assuming my client doesn't flog me like a Brit sailor stealing grog by trying to get 6 weeks out of me in two weeks (we're going to have a one month break as this contract ends before the new one picks up where we leave off...)

So, to give yourself a break from Bill's conundrum - Whatziss?

Whatziss

There is a group among you (two, actually) who have a really unfair advantage.

And, as far as I know - this is the first picture of this type on the 'net...


Update. Wrong. Now there's two pictures. Y'all need some help. Bill's gonna slap himself when he finally sees the light. Unlike me, if we ever figure out what Bill's gizmo is...

Anudder update:

So, revealed! A Circle, Aiming, M1, of WWII vintage.

So, the Mistress of Argghhh! spanks the boys - and especially the two former artillerymen, Bill and Frank, who have *no* excuse. Bill especially. I *know* that Bill has 'Taken the azimuth of Fire Out of the Orienting Line' (TFOOL) and 'Subtracted the Azimuth of fire from the Declination constant' (SAD), taken the resultant number, applied it to the Upper (recording) motion, turned the Lower (non-recording motion) to either sight on the stake that marks the Orienting Line, or, in this case, 'floated the needle' to align the site on magnetic North, to then, using the Upper (recording) motion to sight on the panoramic telescope of base piece, while giving the command "Battery Adjust, this instrument, Refer!"

Frank might not have gotten that far, so we'll give him only a minor downcheck.

That's what a floating needle looks like through that little window as you are alinging your aiming circle (director, in Commonwealth usage) to magnetic north. The fact that the needle isn't level, nor aligned on the reticle is a function of how sensitive the needle is to my honking great big watchband.

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by John on Jun 19, 2006

June 14, 2006

Whatziss, Part the 3rd.

Need to catch up? Part One. Part II.

Keep thinking!

Okay. Now you have a little scale.

All are components of the same item. Though one of them in a counter-intuitive fashion.

Update: Enthusiasm for the answers aside, Geoff is wrong (though cleverly trying to double-think the double-thinker) and MajMike is correct, though incomplete.

You actually have all the data you need to figure out more thoroughly which one it is, now.

But I'm feeling magnanimous, so here's another clue.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jun 14, 2006

June 13, 2006

Whatzis, Part II.

Okay, MajMike got close, but CAPT H nailed it on Whatzis, Part 1.

Driving band. Your inspiration was supposed to be Captain Minie, whose famous bullet used expansion of the base to engage the rifling. For those who are clever, you've already deduced *what* the thing might be in toto.

Now, in order to drag this out and have some cool posts on miltech, (at least *I* think so) we'll work our way through figuring out which one of whatever it is.

I provide this:

So, what is this?

So, what izzit?

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jun 13, 2006

May 23, 2006

A new Whatzis?

While we wait on some more clues from Murray for his offering, I"ll give ya this one.

1. The scale is off, on purpose.

2. It is a quintessential Castle Artifact.

That'll get ya started. More clues standing by as needed.

So - whatizzit?

I won't be surprised if this one gets figgered out pretty quick, actually.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on May 23, 2006

May 21, 2006

New Whatziss? Challenge.

In the tradition started by Owen, another guest "Whatziss" this time provided by Murray, of Silent Running.

Mind you - I'm clueless on this. Murray is a former soldier of New Zealand, who now works on the worthy goal of eradicating Gnomelessness. He's also working on a new house plaque for Castle Argghhh! which we anticipate will be rather kewl. Ah, our ego knows no bounds!

Anyway - here's the object in question:

What the bleedin' helk izzis?

Another view.

The gridded background in the shots are 10mm squares, btw.

And the rather cryptic clue Murray provided...

What is it, why did it cost $15,000 to replace and what sort of "wings" did I earn doing it?
Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on May 21, 2006
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February 12, 2006

Militaria Challenge.

Owen Dyer, a mildly leftish anti-Iraq-War contrarian who collects kewl stuff himself, dropped in yesterday and griped that I hadn't done a "teaser" contest lately. His interest? He sponsored our last one!

So Owen, this one's for you:

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Rules - email your answers to johnbethd-at-yah00.com I'm turning comments off so you grognards don't spoil it for everyone.

I want to know what it is, what weapon system used it, and what is unique about this particular bit of kit. The answers are on the 'net, if your google-skills are up to it.

by John on Feb 12, 2006

February 6, 2006

Fort Leavenworth Militaria Show

Saturday, SWWBO and I were off to St. Joe to do a little shooting. On the way out, we stopped at the Fort to put the horses out and muck the stables (we're back into poop-scooping because of a labor dispute at the Federal Prison. We hire inmates as staff at the stable - a good deal for both sides. I don't have to scoop poop, they get to spend their days at the stables doing work that is a little smelly at times, but hardly onerous.). Anyway, on our way in we see signs to a militaria show being held at the former Officer's Club, now grandiosely titled the Frontier Conference Center.

Not having been to a pure militaria show in a long time, we decided (yes, guys, with SWWBO's urging even) to attend.

Great show! Saw people I hadn't seen for a while, like Neil, the source of many of the bayonets and not a few rifles in the Arsenal, Jim Gebhardt, former co-worker who has provided many of the reference books in the Library - he has a sideline of translating russian books. Jim is also a gadfly of local media, like I am. And lots of cool stuff to look at and interesting people to talk to. A lot of re-enactors, too - more on that later.

One problem with militaria shows is they are *always* pricey. Mostly because it's collectors doing the selling... being collectors and not dealers, they tend to over-value their stuff, probably overpaid for it, and don't really want to sell it, anyway (like me!). But their spouse wants some of that crap outta the house.... "Gee, Honeybunch Snookums, no one was buying today, I don't know *what* the problem was..." is the usual line when they get home, and the stuff they *bought* gets snuck in later, under cover of darkness.

SWWBO had her usual good eye, and pointed out a 1999-2000 edition of Jane's Armour and Artillery for $35. Good price? You bet - take a look at Amazon for the current edition, or the same one I got. eBay isn't much better - though it *is* better. Thanks, sweetie!

If anyone wants to earn the Armorer's gratitude, snag a relatively recent Jane's Infantry Weapons (oh, heck, old ones are good, too) and donate it to the Library of Argghhh!

But that wasn't the best part. Besides seeing all the kewl stuff and running into old and current friends - I ran into two young Lieutenants just back from Iraq.

The two in US uniforms are our returning vets.  The two in Brit uniforms (the two gents on the right) are Brit Para re-enactors who got drool all over the Castle PIAT

They were dressed out in WWII kit (and these gents were all of 10 days back from the Sandbox) one as a 35th ID troop (on the left), the other as a 1st ID troop (in the center). Both are artillery Lieutenants in the Kansas Guard who served as advisors to the Iraqi Army. And they got to see some really cool kit that is just sitting around in warehouses over there. Not too mention go on patrol with their Iraqis, arming themselves with a STEN gun... too cool, the Armorer's head almost exploded from envy.

They found lots and lots of old WWII era Brit stuff, some WWII German, and lots of more modern stuff as well. I helped them identify much of their kit they weren't sure of, showed them how some of it (like the WWI Brit artillery plotters) worked, and mostly listened to their tales from Iraq.

Brit soldiers in training during WWII.  They are armed with a PIAT and a No.4 rifle.

These guys found 200 (yes, that's 200 out of the 11,500 total produced) PIATs. While they couldn't find a legal way to get any of them home (they could have had a good start on college money for their kids if they could have) they did bring home some parts... and most importantly for the Arsenal - they brought home original CANVAS! The Castle PIAT has been dressed in repro canvas... but is now *proudly* decked out in original canvas... and that with an OIF connection. As you know, that is exactly how the Armorer likes it - stuff with some history, rather than pristine, made, stored, and never used! It's also cool to have some more stuff in the Castle Collection that has dust from the Land Between The Rivers clinging to it.

The Castle PIAT sporting his new duds! The repro canvas on the table.

Having spent all that time bloviating with the LTs, (I am not a journalist... I didn't get their names, much to my chagrin - but, hopefully, they'll visit the Castle and drop me a line) I decided to do more than talk the talk, but I would walk the walk, as well. I went home, got the PIAT and some of the more portable Vickers kit, and went back.

The Castle PIAT in the hands of a renactor.  Cleaning up the drool was *not* easy!

THAT attracted some attention - not just from the LTs, who were pleased to see some of their stuff appreciated and utilized, but the Brit Para re-enactors... well, let's just say no one had seen a PIAT in the flesh and the Castle PIAT got fondled. A lot.

And I made some new friends... and some of the Castle holdings may make a few road trips to regional re-enactment events. Especially the PIAT and Vickers.

And I think next year, I'm going to rent a table (hey, it supports the Fort Leavenworth Historical Society) and do a display myself. Because that was just fun last Saturday.

Thank you for your service, Lieutenants - not just to the Castle PIAT, but more importantly, to the state, the nation, and hopefully, the Iraqis. We'll close with a shot of the baby-faced Lieutenant, who managed to do what I specifically warned him not to do - get the propelling charge for the PIAT stuck in the bomb (which took the combined intellect of SWWBO and I to get back out! - Oh shut up, no 'intellect' snarks!)

10 days back from Iraq - gad they look *young*.
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by John on Feb 06, 2006

December 29, 2005

More militaria stuff...

Yesterday's post having hit a chord with some, here's a follow-up...

Obviously, aside from eating, you have to drink. The Castle Collection has *several* items in it related to drinking... heavily, in some cases.

Since this is a photo-heavy post, I'm going to put the rest in the Flash Traffic/Extended Entry.

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by John on Dec 29, 2005

October 19, 2005

Wednesday Wandering

One of the more interesting aspects of being the Officer of the Guard is that you get to chat with the troops pulling duty in between their shifts. I operated on the assumption that everybody opens up, even to an officer, over a cup of coffee at o'geezitzdark in the morning--I was usually right. F'r instance, one Balkan February eve I was trading "What I do in Real Life" stories with a couple of fellow-sufferers after we'd gone into the Guard Shack to thaw out from the thirty-below-zero ambient atmosphere and got this gem....

"One of the jobs I interviewed for was a teaching position in the local grade school. The interview went well, but I had a few things I needed to get straight, so when the interviewer asked, 'Do you have any questions?' I answered, 'Let me see if I've got this right...

" 'You want me to go into a room full of kids and fill their every waking moment with a love of learning. I'm supposed to instill a sense of pride in their ethnicity, modify their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of abuse and censor their T-shirt messages and dress habits.

" 'You want me to wage a war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, check their backpacks for weapons and raise their self esteem.

" 'You want me to teach them patriotism, good citizenship, sportsmanship, fair play, how to register to vote, how to balance a checkbook and how to apply for a job.

" 'You want me to check their heads for lice, maintain a safe environment, recognize signs of anti-social behavior, make sure all students pass the state exams, including those who don't even show up with any regularity or complete any of their assignments.

" 'You want me to make sure that all of the students with handicaps get an equal education regardless of the extent of their mental or physical handicap.

" 'You want me to communicate regularly with the parents by letter, telephone, newsletter and report card.

" 'You want me to do all of that with a piece of chalk, a couple of books, a bulletin board and a big smile and do it on a starting salary that qualifies my family for food stamps.

" 'You want me to do all that and you expect me not to pray?!?' "

Heh. H/t to "Shayla, the Double-Digit Midget."

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by CW4BillT on Oct 19, 2005

October 6, 2005

Militaria, kewl stuff, 1 ea.

I see that the SCOTUS kerfuffle and the right-wing's bizarre melt-down (does the Left *ever* get this hissy in it's intramurals?) has driven the war from the media. Add to that the OPSEC restrictions on the deployed milblogs making them less compelling, and I see the milbloggers are sinking slowly in the Ecosystem, as Miers, et.al, sucks up the linkage. Greyhawk bucks the trend.

I've not taken a stand on Miers. I'm slowly, painfully learning that my sense of politics, etc goes beyond 'tin ear'. Besides that, I can't compete with the stuff that Cassie puts out, so what-the-heck, at the moment, why bother? I'll watch and wait for the hearings.

Flip side, I don't feel near as compelled any more, either. Hence the return to more root-like stuff from the past, and even if the linkage is drying up, the visits aren't, so we're not driving everyone away, even if we can't get Dusty to stick his nose in anywhere, lately.

So - as I noted before, the List of Arms at Argghhh! has been essentially frozen due to budget considerations... but we can still squeeze out a shekel or two for the 'other stuff' I like.

Arriving yesterday - a French M15 Adrian helmet. The French were the first to put steel pots on their soldier's heads, and many US troops wore them (mostly the black troops we had serving with the French) instead of the Brody-style pie-plate helmet from WWI we're generally used to seeing. Both those photo links are from this excellent website of WWI photos. I've got several flavors of Adrian brain-buckets, but not an early version, with the riveted skirt and plaited leather chin strap. One of the interesting things the French did after the war was provide veterans with a brass plate that could be riveted to the helmet on the visor that said, in french, "Soldier of the Great War, 1914-1918." I finally got one, on eBay in an auction where the normal collectors were absent so it was affordable. This particular veteran was, I'd guess, Catholic. The Crucifix is not standard equipment. The flaming bomb is the symbol of the Infantry.

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Two other things are interesting about this helmet - the corrugated aluminum ring that is part of the sweat band, between the band the and helmet shell, and the fact that this is a tiny helmet. I have a huge melon, so all helmets, even the custom-made kevlar I was issued, look small on this head... but this one must be the absolute smallest sized one. I'd post a pic of it sitting on top of my head, but I'd get sued by someone who busted a gut laughing...

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by John on Oct 06, 2005

September 30, 2005

The Militaria Bar of Argghhh!

Since the Castle Exchequer is busy funding universities and accelerated payoffs so that one day the Master and Mistress may actually, perhaps, stop doing the 7-6 drudge, additions to the Arsenal have been slight, as pretty much all the cheap firearms to be had already reside in the racks, and the remaining (plenty of 'em, to be sure) residents of the 'want list' are, well, not cheap.

This doesn't mean that the Armorer is totally bereft of new toys and gadgets. Rather, it means he's filling in the corners of the other bits and pieces of soldier-related stuff he likes to get.

Here is the Bar at Argghhh!

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Its been featured before. It even drew an aghast email from a GFW! For the record, we took the GFW's warning to heart. The Bar is no longer in the kitchen. It's out in the living room, so the rifle is handy when I feel the need to shoot out the talking head on television. Of course, I don't do that very often anymore... see opening paragraph.

The bar is home to a Boer rifle captured during the eponymous war by New Zealand soldiers. The brass scope is a brit artillery sight from the same era. One the end of the bar, the rectangular thing on the overhead part is an Australian "Two-Up" game stick and coins. Hanging from the end there are two tin cups, one Brit, one German, similar to the ones these gents are sharing. We've got rum jugs, beer bottles, schnapps glasses (all legit, battlefield recoveries) and trench art.

This week, I got a new gizmo. More properly, two gizmos, nestled at the bottom of the ABCA bud vase there (which currently serves as a swizzle-stick holder) - the little bullet-looking things.

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They're German-made, having "Bavaria" stamped on them. They were made for English-speakers - they have "Take a Shot" embossed on them. And they're cool, almost like a Babushka doll - one has 4 tiny shot glasses nested in it - the other is a lighter (needs a wick and flint, but it's otherwise in great shape).

I just knew you wanted to know. Oh, and SWWBO - they were cheep, too!


Update: Per BCR's request.

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Now, you need to get the labs working on that matter-transference gizmo we've talked about!

This one is for SWWBO!

Both contain 4 shots of Especial, 2 shots Cointreau, 2 shots Grand Marnier, and by that time, a little mix. Prosit!

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by John on Sep 30, 2005
Stop The ACLU links with: Sunday Funnies

September 9, 2005

Since Boquisucio needs help..

...with his Rangefinder ID, here is the Castle's Barr and Stroud Rangefinder that is part of our Vickers kit. Also in the pic are a Carl Gustav 84mm recoilless rifle and a PIAT. The Gustav and PIAT are for use against people who drive tanks or hide in bunkers. People like that, well, they suck. Of course, the sorry jerks who gave the PIAT to the Brit soldier in WWII suck too. But that's a different story.

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Next up is a sample of the Castle Argghhh! LRS, Looter Repellent System. Rabbit ears (German made, ex-Argentine) for target acquisition, sniper loop w/rifle for retail responses, Max the Maxim should a more robust response be needed.

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The minefield sign doesn't hurt, either.

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by John on Sep 09, 2005

August 9, 2005

John Is Still Alive

And he still has my e-addy. I guess this means I'm *off* probation, cuz he sent the following my way:

In response to Damien Cave's essay in the New York Time, which asked the question "Where Are the War Heroes?", I've declared the week of August 7 through August 14 WAR HEROES WEEK on my blog. I will be featuring stories about the heroes of the War on Terror, some from my website AMERICAN HEROES, and some new stories.

Heroes like Paul Smith, Medal of Honor, do receive some publicity from the Old Media. But there are others, like Capt. Kellie McCoy whose only recognition may be in the press release issued by the military. I hope to change that, just a little, by featuring these men and women this week.

Chuck Simmins
You Big Mouth, You!

I like the way Chuck thinks...


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by CW4BillT on Aug 09, 2005

July 27, 2005

Hmmm. Changing programs, checking guns, and surplus sales..

...when you rename a program, it's usually because it has garnered enough bad publicity that you are trying to drop the baggage. Which means, of course, as an analyst, you dig deeper to see what's being hidden.

Sounds like they do that elsewhwere, too.

I see that Gunner noticed, as well.

While we're doing this - let's link to Alphecca's Weekly Check on the Bias, too! (Worth it for the pics alone!)

Then there's this - calling all old farts! Remember those old Desk, Double Pedestal, Steel, that inhabited the Dayroom, CQ station, First Sergeant's and CO's offices?

Guess what! For Three Thousand Dollars - you can have a restored one! Yessireebob! Courtesy, Restoration Hardware! As observed in the email revealing this Decorator's Dream:

Remember the gray/cream colored steel "Desk, Double Pedestal" that furnished every Army Orderly Room? Restoration Hardware now refurbishes and sells them for $2000! And, you can get a recovered Army swivel chair for $1195!

$3300 for your den to look like a 1985 CQ dayroom. There's something ironically funny going on here. The DRMO staff are all driving Porsches.

Hee! I know better - my ratty unrefinished desk cost me $30 when I bought it at Fort Sill 10 years ago...

Yessir! I already got me a Tanker Desk! And better yet, it still has the markings on it from the old Pershing Missile PM office!

If you want one of your very own, just click here!

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by John on Jul 27, 2005
CDR Salamander links with: Changing names....using up ink...

July 19, 2005

Taps...

...and our ranks diminish by yet one more.

Pax tibi, Westy.

H/T Bloodspite.

Jeff Quinton has more.

Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance: In Memoriam.

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by CW4BillT on Jul 19, 2005

May 3, 2005

Another good justification for capital punishment

Oh, crap...

I've heard of only one thing worse than this. The even-more-heinous act was middle-of-the-night phone calls to Air Force wives whose husbands were flying in Vietnam, callers masquerading as USAF casualty notification officers telling them their husbands had been killed over Hanoi. That happened to our next-door neighbor. Even though she knew this was a harassment tactic by the anti-war crowd (probably parents of today's average Daily Kos denizen), she was momentarily panicked...and who can blame her?

Now, most of the ladies knew that this wasn't how the process worked and it sounds like today's family members are savvy enough to not fall for this sort of thing, but what kind of mind dreams this shite up?

HT to BLACKFIVE

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by Dusty on May 03, 2005

April 28, 2005

Off the dime.

SGT B. of The Gun Line had been pretty quiet recently, so the other night I visited his site to see what hed been up to, and to see what his collection of commenters had to say about his piping. While browsing the comments, I came across a familiar name: Huntress.

Huntress was the callsign of the AWACS bird patrolling off the East Coast. Id worked a couple of joint ops with the Eye-in-the-Sky crews during the eighties and nineties, and, wondering if Huntress might be a new milblog started by an old associate, I stopped by.

Whoops. Entirely too pastel for a milblog, even an Air Force one. Blogger chick, I thought, then started to read the post Id bumped into.

I was dead wrong. Not a blogger chick, a Lady.

And the Lady was hurt--shed just lost a friend.

Stream of consciousness. Sadness, anger, grief. Outright misery. And a kick in the butt that finally got me to do this

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Id like you, my new friends, to take a short walk with me to meet some of my old friends. Theyre waiting for us at Fiddlers Green. This way. Ill talk as we go, okay?

Now, for the benefit of you denizens and visitors who arent quite sure what--or where--Fiddlers Green is, Ill give you a quick briefing. Fiddlers Green is a waypoint, a rest halt for us military types who have stepped out of the Dance and started a longer journey.

Its a place where we can kick back and have a last beer or two before continuing to our final assignment--The Proprietor set it up as kind of a decompression chamber for us uniformed types after weve passed through the various hells

And, since Fiddlers Green serves only beer, and were only visiting, The Proprietor has allowed me to drag the rita-matic along for the Ladies.

Oooop--forgot to mention that General Order #1 is different here: No Tears. Mouring time is over--this is a party, not a weep-fest.

Heh. Were there already. Toldja it was a short walk.

See those low tables under the trees? The kids wearing those two patches? Well, mostly kidsand a couple of older guys who only got here bout a month ago

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by CW4BillT on Apr 28, 2005
Righty in a Lefty State links with: Getting off the Dime
Villainous Company links with: The Enemy Within

April 23, 2005

Come Saturday Morning...

Hmmmmm--lessee what weve got in the box o trons

[*rummage*] [*rummage*] [*snap-crackle-pop*]

Hmmmpf. Did a TINS already. Havent done a Boz in a while

[*peers back downweek*] Heh. Got a lil religion, thereyeah, why not?

[*rummage*] [*blows dust off trons*]

Perfect.

Ive always gotten along well with our various chaplains over the last thirty-plus-years, although I have a suspicion that one or two thought Id been inflicted on them as a test of their faith

MAJ Ray ___, our chaplain in Boz, and I got along great--we were both Calvin and Hobbes fans and he was the only guy Id ever met who could drink more coffee than I can and not go into terminal twitches.

His coffee mug was an extension of his left hand. It held enough coffee to keep Rhode Island awake for a week.

Ray was in the habit of dropping in to check the Flight Status board to see who was already up and who was scheduled to launch later, so he could personalize the Insurance Prayers, then hed chat for a bit and bug me about hopping on the Butmir [the military airfield serving Sarajevo] Shuttle. If I was busy, hed leave his mug on the counter to indicate hed be back and then pop next door to see what the grunts were up to. One Friday morning, he dropped in, listened to me chatting with the Ops NCOIC in Taszar, put his coffee mug on the counter and wandered off.

Next morning, one of the Hawk drivers came in for his briefing and remarked, Whatd ya do, win a trophy?

Chappy Rays mug. Still on the counter.

[*light bulb*] Trophy.

[*light bulb*] The CG had just presented the Commanders Cup to one of the flag football teams.

[*light bulb*] Heh. The Chaplains Cup.

I opened up my dot-mil, plugged in some addresses and composed the following:

-----Original Message-----
From: Tuttle, William CW4
Sent: Saturday, October 13, 2001 10:59 AM
To: DL-COMANCHE/CONNOR
Cc:
Subject: Chaplain's Cup Award

ALCON

The prestigious "Camp Comanche Chaplain's Cup" (an award regarded in some circles as being on a more exalted plane than the Commander's Cup) was presented to the TF Pegasus Flight Operations Section in a simple ceremony conducted yesterday morning. The Cup, according to tradition, was constructed at some time during the preceding millenium by a highly-trained artisan of the Aladdin Corporation in Nashville, Tennessee, who (some say miraculously) used only a single piece of extruded polymeric material in its creation--it did not evolve, contrary to popular belief.

The Cup, which is capable of containing the contents of an entire urn of DFAC coffee (regular or strong), is a simple clerical black in overall appearance, with a central motif which, also according to tradition, is an accurate rendition of the pattern of the cloak issued to St. Martin of Tours, patron saint of soldiers deployed to chilly climates. The Cup possesses the extraordinary capability of recognizing the temperature of whatever substance is placed within its central receptacle and of sustaining the appropriate level of molecular activity to maintain that exact temperature for an indeterminate, albeit considerable, length of time--how an apparently inanimate object possesses the ability to accomplish such a feat remains a mystery to this day.

The Cup was presented to Flight Ops personnel in recognition of:
their fortitude in enduring random bursts of static and miscellaneous side-lobe interference caused by demonic possession of certain FM radio frequencies and
having a collective patience of saintly caliber in dealing with questions such as, "Is there a flight going to Butmir tomorrow and am I on it?", "Is that local time or Zulu?" and "Is there a helipad behind the PX at Eagle?"

The Cup, with its tastefully-understated Post-It Note inscription, will remain on display in Flight Ops until such time as another TF Pegasus section can surpass the exceptionally high standards achieved by Flight Ops or the Chaplain remembers where he left it.

[*click*] Send.

Responses ranged from
Never, ever overload my Inbox with anything like this ever again. Ever.
(Our Maintenance Officer)

to

See me. ASAP.
(The Flight Surgeon)

to

Mr. Tuttle,

I will be over later this afternoon. Thanks for the laugh.

Ray

Knowing full well that all of MND-North would be on tenterhooks wondering about the fate of the Chaplains Cup, I toggled Reply All and typed:

Yea, brethren, upon this date there did appear unto the OIC of the Flight Operations a minion of the Lord, and in his appearance, the minion was like unto that of the Chaplain; like that of the Chaplain was the appearance of the minion of the Lord.

And the minion appeared before the OIC and spake thusly unto him, saying, "Hi, Chief--wherefore resteth the Cup which was given into thy charge?" And the OIC replied to the minion of the Lord, "Behold! Here it is before thee; the Cup resteth before thee upon this slab of polished wood which hath been hewn from the oak-tree."

And the minion of the Lord spake again unto the OIC, saying, "This is indeed the Cup; hast thou then introduced any abominations therein?" And the OIC replied to the minion of the Lord, saying, "Full well thou knowest, o minion, that I am of an age which is an age beyond the ages of the thirtysomethings, and so may not abide such things as is the drink of the thirtysomethings; decaf and caf latt are as naught within my sight. Verily, I say unto thee that here before thee upon this slab of polished wood which hath been hewn from the oak-tree, the Cup resteth pristine, as it was when first it appeared unto me."

And the minion of the Lord spake yet a third time. And the third time he spake, he spake thusly, saying, "Thanks, Chief. The Cup is now required of thee, that it may resume providing sustenance and comfort unto me." And the minion of the Lord took up the Cup into his right hand; with his right hand he took up the Cup. And, as the minion of the Lord took up the Cup into his right hand, he withdrew from the sight of the OIC.

And, as the minion of the Lord withdrew from the sight of the OIC, the minion of the Lord spake yet a fourth time, saying, "By the way, got anything going to Butmir tomorrow?"

[*click*] Send

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by CW4BillT on Apr 23, 2005

April 12, 2005

And after the MRE?

Did things change? What lessons did the Staff learn? Well, about a week before we were to scheduled leave (but didn't--long story), the following e-mail appeared.

For Those Who Know, you're right. 'Way, 'way late...

> -----Original Message-----
> From: BRS Eagle ISSO SUPV
> Sent: Sunday, March 24, 2002 10:32 AM
> To: DL-COMANCHE/CONNOR; DL-McGOVERN/MORGAN; DL-TUZLA
> Subject: Bunker SOP
>
>
> Attached you will find a presentation detailing bunker procedures. Please
> ensure all personnel in your organization has this information. Remember
> that you are not assigned to a bunker, in the event of an attack you go to
> the nearest bunker. There are chem lights inside the bunkers near the
> entrances, if you are the first person to arrive at the bunker, break open
> the chem lights and read the instructions in the bunker.
>


> [E-Signature Deleted by BillT]
> [Name Deleted by BillT]
> SFC, USA
> Force Protection NCO
> XXX-XXXX
> xxxxxxxxxx@email-xxxxxxx.army.mil
>
> <>

So, what did those souls curious enough to meander over to the bunkers and scope out the instructions find?

No chemlights, but the following instructions were posted:

"Ako ste upoznati ili imate bilo kakve informacije o mogucim prijetnjama SFOR osoblja ili objekata kontaktirajte SFOR predstavnika na broj 035-814-245. Predstavnik koji govori engleski jezik ce biti na raspolaganju 24 sata svaki dan. Predstavnik moze pozvati prevodioca ako je potreban, ali vi morate priloziti ime, broj telefona i vrijeme ponovnog kontakta. Hvala vam na vasoj saradnji."

English translation? Heh.

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