September 9, 2014 19 Comments
I don’t think there is any doubt at all that America is very tired indeed of watching as Washington sends our matchless military into conflicts with one hand tied behind their backs and dragging a weight around behind them. That’s some idea of what the rules of engagement (ROE) that we have forced them to operate under have done to them. Not to mention the number of our guys killed and wounded (often catastrophically) to assuage the conscience of some twit in DC who couldn’t figure out (with the manual) which end the bullet comes out of.
If you say we are tired of fighting wars by rules that politicians designed without reference to the real world. We’d plead guilty, or I would anyway.
I think America is plenty tired of watching our military to which we have given our best young men and women and a large amount of our treasure, be wasted on doing silly crap like trying to build Iraq and Afghanistan into little United States, I’d say Yep, I’m weary of that as well.
You see in this Colin Powell was wrong (he was wrong about a lot of things actually), we’re America, if you anger us enough to get us to come over and blow your little sandbox to smithereens, it’s your problem, we have no obligation to rebuild it. You angered us deeply, we broke it, you fix it if you can, if not, well, too bad. Let that be a lesson to you, Don’t make us come back. Mostly we figure if all you idiots would settle down, get jobs, or do something productive, pretty soon you’d have enough money to not want to break the china, but maybe that’s just a rule for the civilized world.
I don’t think America is really war-weary, we still love watching our guys do their thing, and making the world safe for Americans. We’re tired of the nonsense we talked about above, but I’ll bet we’d almost all enjoy sitting mesmerized again, as we were watching our guys and girls parade across the Iraqi desert a few years ago, and I doubt many of us will really forget the looks on the crowd’s faces as old Saddam’s statue came tumbling down. I liked that feeling, it had something of Berlin, 1945 about it.
Now they are trying to tell us that the war against ISIS will take at least three years. Three years–why? We gonna build new factories in Kurdistan first, and then recruit Koreans to fight and wait for them to walk over. Or maybe we are going to keep calling one bomb an air raid.
By the way, why are we using smart bombs or Hellfire missiles on a pickup truck with a machine gun and a short squad of idiots, in the middle of the desert? Yeah it makes neat videos, but 50 or so rounds of cal 50 would be at least as effective, and a hell of a lot cheaper
Here’s an even better idea, turn loose the Air Force, and the Navy, for say a week, every sortie they can manage, every target we can find. After that week, we ask anybody who’s still around if they want some more. If they do, how about a Marine Division through Iraq, another one through Syria, and say an armored corp through Kurdistan, should have it done in a couple of weeks. A month at the outside.
Three years, my foot!!
Let’s see, on 7 December 1944 (that’s three years after Pearl Harbor for you kids) Germany was just getting ready for its last gasp in the Battle of the Bulge, on the frontier of Germany itself, the Russians were rolling through East Prussia with most of their troops in GMC deuce and a half’s, and the officers in jeeps. Germany was a smoking ruin, the air forces were running out of targets, and mostly shooting up trains and making the rubble bounce.
On the other side of the world, The Imperial Japanese Navy, the remnants that hadn’t been sunk, was rusting away at its piers, out of fuel. The liberation of the Philippines was well in hand, next month North field on Tinian will welcome the 6th Bomb Group, which will commence to start burning down Japan which is already starving because of the American submarine campaign.
All of that was accomplished in three years, seventy years ago. They must have been supermen compared to us, huh? Since it will apparently take us that long to conquer a piece of the middle east the size of the United Kingdom and held by irregulars with ragtag equipment captured from here and there, instead of two of the foremost militaries in the world in 1941.
And I’ll bet that’s a lot of it as well. Americans are an impatient bunch, we got places to go, people to see, tyrants to topple, and all the rest. We don’t have three years to play around in some damned sandbox.
And if anybody is stupid enough to use the phrase ‘Boots on the ground’ in my presence-he won’t do it twice.
Let’s try something completely novel here. How about this: Decide what we need to do, and then decide what we need to do it. You know, instead of deciding we’ll put in ‘A’ so maybe we can do ‘B’, but what happens when ‘C’ unexpectedly does ‘D’. Now what are you going to do, Genius?
Or maybe we are just tired of leadership that can’t tie its own damned shoes, and is more worried about its cronies getting rich(er) than about the guys carrying the rifles. Maybe war really is too important to leave to the politicians (or the political generals).
“George Patton pick up the red courtesy phone, please.”