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October 16, 2004

The apparently mutinous platoon.

I was going to blog this - but Dave, a company commander in this man's Army, has already said a lot of what I would have said - so I'll send you there.

What I will add is - this is going exactly as it should in that these soldiers refused what appears to be a lawful order. You do that, especially in a combat zone, you get arrested, an investigation ensues, charges are either brought or not brought - but you don't get to refuse orders for a combat mission and everything just goes on as if nothing happened. Soldiering doesn't work like that.

These troops will make their case, their bosses will make theirs, and the system will deal with it. And in this day and age, we'll all hear about it, one way or another.

And don't assume that if these troops get hammered, someone, or several someones, didn't also get hammered. Being such an out of touch leader (or petty tyrant) that your soldiers refuse mission orders in combat zones is not conducive to successful careers.

But like it or not - refusing an order is the more serious offense.

by John on Oct 16, 2004 | Observations on things Military
» Quotulatiousness links with: Army Mutiny In Iraq
» Snugg Harbor links with: What If They Had a War.....
» Small Town Veteran links with: Sometimes you just do the job anyway

October 15, 2004

This was me.

Just in case you wondered about my opinion on the subject.

After you read Derb's post, trundle over here and read Hanson. K-Lo sez so!

Now, in order to be efficient and save on posts... I'm going to continue using this one for this last bit.

Update to a previous post (Draft the Old Guys). Teresa of Technicalities suggests I'm a little sexist, and offers this up, for balance.

Of course - we at Castle Argghhh! know that women already serve, and in dangerous jobs, too.

Watch Out Taliban! Calling All Women of Age!

Take all American women who are within five years of menopause - train us for a few weeks, outfit us with automatic weapons, grenades, gas masks, moisturizer with SPF15, Prozac, hormones, chocolate, and canned tuna - drop us (parachuted, preferably) across the landscape of Afghanistan, and let us do what comes naturally.

Think about it. Our anger quotient alone, even when doing standard stuff like grocery shopping and paying bills, is formidable enough to make even armed men in turbans tremble.

We've had our children, we would gladly suffer or die to protect them and their future. We'd like to get away from our husbands, if they haven't left already.
And for those of us who are single, the prospect of finding a good man with whom to share life is about as likely as being struck by lightning.

We have nothing to lose. We've survived the water diet, the protein diet, the carbohydrate diet, and the grapefruit diet in gyms and saunas across America and never lost a pound.

We can easily survive months in the hostile terrain of Afghanistan with no food at all! We've spent years tracking down our husbands or lovers in bars, hardware stores, or sporting events -- finding bin Laden in some cave will be no problem.

Uniting all the warring tribes of Afghanistan in a new government? Oh, please ... we've planned the seating arrangements for in-laws and extended families at Thanksgiving dinners for years ... we understand tribal warfare.

Between us, we've divorced enough husbands to know every trick there is for how they hide, launder, or cover up bank accounts and money sources. We know how to find that money and we know how to seize it -- with or without the government's help!

Let us go and fight. The Taliban hates women. Imagine their terror as we crawl like fire ants with our hot-flashes over their godforsaken terrain.

I'm going to write my Congresswoman. You should, too!

I like this kind of thinking.

I'll leave it up to people with a better understanding of the cost/logistics side of things as to whether or not it's a good use of this particular class of vessel - but I like the implied capabilities for a Combatant Commander to have available.

From Strategy Page today:

SUBMARINES: Commando Sub Experiments

October 15, 2004: The U.S. Navy is conducting experiments with a SSBN (nuclear powered ballistic missile submarine.) The 16,700 ton, 22 year old USS Georgia is a Trident class boat, and normally carries 24 ballistic missiles, and a crew of 154. But the missiles, and the crewmen and equipment needed to maintain them, have been removed. This has created lots of free space. The original plan was to give navy about 60 SEAL commandos most of the now vacant space, and two of the empty missile silos. The other 22 silos would be loaded with 154 Tomahawk cruise missiles. But that plan is being reconsidered as new equipment becomes available. Better communications gear, and more new UAV, UUV (unmanned subs) and USV (unmanned little ships) designs, create new opportunities.

So the Georgia is having a high tech command center built into it, for handling additional robotic recon vehicles, and the operations of the SEALs. This series of submarine alterations and tests at sea is being called “Operation Silent Hammer.”

The nuclear powered Georgia can move, underwater, at a steady rate of about 800 kilometers a day. This means that within a week or ten days, it can reach just about anywhere on earth. Most of the earth’s population lives close to the ocean, and the SEAL sub like the Georgia could get to a hot spot, send off robotic recon vehicles and SEALs to quickly check out the situation. Still carrying about a hundred cruise missiles, the Georgia would still have sufficient firepower to take care of many situations.

If new work is not found for SSBNs like Georgia, they must be scrapped, in compliance with a nuclear disarmament treaty.

Life got you down?


"Artillerymen believe the world consists of two types of people; other Artillerymen and targets."

- Unknown

Infantry annoying you? Tankers running through your positions knocking over your aiming posts and collimators? Did some signal unit just set up some huge farking antenna (read: target) back by the battalion trains? Were the log weenies unable to tell the difference between M1 105mm HE and M393 105mm HE? Are you out there among the unwashed, lending dignity to what is otherwise a vulgar brawl when some weasel with a scarf around his neck who will sleep on a cot in a building tonight drops a Mk84 200 meters away? Need something to celebrate or mourn the results of the upcoming elections?

Then you need some of this: Cheatham Artillery Punch. From the aptly-named Argghhh! Senior (second of three generations of Gunners) comes this recipe:

This is separate loading ammo:

1 1/2 qt dry red wine (catawba preferred)
1 pint St. Croix rum
1 cup London dry gin
1 cup three star brandy
2 oz Benedictine
1 1/2 cups rye whiskey
1 1/2 quart strong tea
10 oz brown sugar
5 oranges, sliced
5 lemons, sliced
4 quarts champagne (all the above are propellant)
1/2 bottle maraschino cherries (cannon balls!) Heck use the whole thing!

Mix all ingredients except champagne and fruit slices. stir until sugar is dissolved. Store in refrigerator in tight containers for five to seven days.

Just before serving add champagne and fruit slices (and warning label).

You can get wasted just eating the cherries.

Hat tip to the Gunners New Zealand for some graphics, too! And welcome to visitors from Carnival of the Recipes #9! If you're of a militant mind, check around the rest of the place - if you are a placid, gentle soul (or a gun-hating type) ya prolly oughta just swipe the recipe and run! 8^D

by John on Oct 15, 2004 | Artillery
» She Who Will Be Obeyed! links with: Carnival of the Recipes #9

October 13, 2004

...the Green Green Grass of home.

Here is a soldier stationed in Iraq, stationed in a big sand box. He asked his wife to send him dirt, fertilizer and some grass seeds so he can have the sweet aroma and feel the grass grow beneath his feet.

If you notice, he is even cutting the grass with a pair of a scissors. Sometimes we are in such a hurry that we don't stop and think about the little things that we take for granted. Upon reading this, please say a prayer for our warriors that give (and give up) so unselfishly for us.

Hat tip - Mike L.

BTW - Happy Birthday! the U.S. Navy. Founded (appropriately enough) on Friday the 13th of October, 1775.

And, in about the last time the Navy let itself get snookered by another service - it's Junior to the Marine Corps, a subordinate organization... hee hee hee.

The Marine Corps has had precedence over the Navy since 1921 because the Marine Corps has been very consistent in citing its origins as the legislation of the Continental Congress that established the Continental Marines on 10 November 1775. In constrast [sic], the United States Navy until 1972 gave various responses to the question of when it was founded, often citing legislation dating from its reestablishment in the 1790s. At the time the order of precedenceof the U.S. services was established, the Navy was using the dates from the 1790s, as its founding, and hence was viewed as a younger service than the Marine Corps. Despite several efforts to reverse the Marine Corps/Navy order of precedence in recent years, it has not occurred.

A Few Techniques Come to Mind...

Yeah, I'd like to probe some Chechen terrorists, too.

If this ever happened in my neck of the woods, I would ask they turn the perps over to the local neighborhood dads for one day. I'll supply the chairs, piano wire, blowtorches and forks...for counseling. They may not take us up on it, but there's no harm in asking.




This should drive John of Argghhh! completely effing nuts...


(HT to Drudge)

by Dusty on Oct 13, 2004 | Gun Rights

A Little Ray of Light in New York...

Dang...this got my attention. Interesting how she needs to remain anonymous, eh?

(HT to Roger L. Simon)

October 11, 2004

A little peek at the Duelfer Report...

Charles Johnson of LGF obliges a reader (See: "Duelfer Report: Key Findings")...

Then, when you read the comments, this little gem pops up...



Consider the Alternative to Victory...

War is Hell...but it can be made much worse by losing one's resolve to wage it.

Mark Steyn is one of the very few who are willing to grab us by the back of the neck and force us to look it the truth in the war on terror. His article isn't pretty and his publisher lost his nerve, but these are not just enemies; these are real-life Terminators. Nothing can stop them but annihilation. Mourn the dead while putting a knee in the enemy's chest and a broadsword through his throat. That is our only choice.


by Dusty on Oct 11, 2004 | Global War on Terror (GWOT)
» Ghost of a flea links with: Winston Review, No. 15
» Ghost of a flea links with: Winston Review, No. 15