The "Peacocks"…

From the mil-email and h/t to JP…

Pentagon Peacocks

No officer who fails to serve in combat as a junior or field grade officer should command any storied fighting division, no less an entire theater.

The Davis Petraeus saga is another urban legend; a myth about a great man felled by a single flaw or indiscretion. The truth is that Petraeus is a bit player in a larger, uglier drama, the political corruption the Joint Chiefs of Staff (JCS) and that exclusive four star glut that sits atop the military. And the rot didn’t start with Petraeus.

Recall Army Chief-of-Staff George Casey taking to the airways to rationalize the Fort Hood Islamist massacre in 2009. Somehow “diversity” and Muslim sensitivities were more important than twin dangers of domestic sedition or troop safety on American bases. Casey was thrown at the Sunday chat shows, like the more recent Susan Rice mendacity tour, to spin a politically correct message.

And then there was Admiral Mike Mullen leading the charge for sex with any sex a year later on the E-Ring at the Pentagon. Say what you will about booty call as a “civil right,” but gender choice is not a significant national security issue in the middle of a shooting war. The legality of relationships are social issues that should be addressed by an elected, yet too often cowardly, Congress; not the appointed military brass. And while the JCS was riding point for preferences, nobody seemed to notice, or care about, failure in all those Muslim Wars.

Indeed, a four-star public relations campaign reinvented the English language to avoid words like victory. The new word for retreat is “drawdown.” And real goals like winning or victory have been corrupted with terms like “nation building,” or worse still, military gibberish like “transition.” Euphemism is the first refuge of analytical cowards. CIA, if not the entire Intelligence Community, takes a bow here too. Only a loser needs to create another word for failure.

In the interests of such political correctness, relevant terms like Islam, Islamist, Muslim, and even terrorist have been stricken from the public vocabulary with JCS help. Witness the recent Benghazi fiasco! The debate is not over mayhem or atrocity committed in God’s name. National politicians and the military brass are arguing whether or not to use the word “terrorist” in their reports dealing with Muslim barbarities.

And consider the ‘inside baseball’ spat over doctrine to be used against the nameless enemy; the counter-terror versus counter-insurgency (COIN) debate within the military. Petraeus apologists believe that the former ISAF commander reinvented the US Army with new doctrine; and then rode the COIN horse to promotions and prominence.

In truth, COIN played little or no role in Iraq or Afghanistan for two reasons; the force ratios required by Army doctrine, impractical theory, were never achieved. And both conflicts, like most Muslim wars, are civil, not insurgent. These internecine Islamic fights are between Sunni and Shia or between autocrats and theocrats. Neither NATO nor the US Army has the charter or doctrine to resolve these or any other religious or tribal civil wars. Evolution might be the only solution to any Muslim pathology.

COIN had nothing to do with tactical “success” in Iraq or Afghanistan either, but such distractions may contribute to strategic defeat. Theoreticalillusions, even those nursed in the halls of ivy, are blinders. Theory, or more honestly, politicized military doctrine does not win wars.

Combat Petraeus-style doesn’t just presume to alter military doctrine; it presumes to alter the nature of war. Unfortunately, war is not about hearts and minds or social services; it’s about winning and losing. Kick enough azimuth and hearts always follow. Even terrorists understand this. And that understanding explains why Islamists are winning now – on a global scale.

War is a time-tested primal exercise, not a venue for intellectuals, polite politics, or poseurs. Combat is the definitive zero sum enterprise; the competent live, the inept die. With skill and luck, the righteous might prevail. But there are no guarantees.

There are no draws and you can’t spin a loss. The enemy and toxic ideology needs to be beaten first; and then the diplomatic social workers and nation builders can be deployed.

As with COIN, Petraeus has been taking bows for the “surge” in two countries, but especially, the so-called “turnaround” in Iraq. Alas, tactical success there has only two parents; bribery and the US Marine Corps.

Sunni allies were bribed for the short haul as they are bought in so many Muslim tribal cultures. This perennial CIA tactic is myopic too. When the money runs out, all you have left is another well-equipped foe. Consider the blowback in Afghanistan. All those mujahedeen that used to be romanticized, when they were fighting the Soviets, are now killing Americans with better gear.

And the US Marine victory in Fallujah had nothing to do with COIN doctrine either. The Marines took that city with the same tactics that Marshal Georgy Zhukov used to take Berlin; house-to-house fighting. What the Marines didn’t destroy in Fallujah, they killed.

David Petraeus and John Allen seem to have been a perfect fit in Tampa; sun, fun, and bimbos – military camp followers. How do senior flag officers use cyber drop boxes and send thousands of emails to married groupies and not think such behavior is compromising? Do they not know that NSA can read their mail? And those who defend all of this as “private” are correct – as long as character doesn’t matter. Character is how you behave when no one is watching.

Yet, someone is always watching. The night before the Petraeus ‘sierra’ hit the public fan, he and Broadwell were a couple at the annual Office of Strategic Services (OSS) awards dinner. “Wild” Bill Donovan and “Vinegar” Joe Stillwell must be spinning in their graves.

Jim Clapper didn’t fire the CIA chief for private behavior; Petraeus was fired for public, professional stupidity.

Nonetheless, both political parties are tripping over each other with accolades for Petraeus. They argue that drop box sex is a private, not a professional failing – which is simply another way of saying that personal integrity doesn’t matter. If character doesn’t matter, then America has the top brass that it deserves.

Or maybe we expect the Joint Chiefs to entertain, not lead; but then again, even the Village People might be embarrassed by today’s four star peacocks.

The Joint Chiefs live in a bubble. They learned nothing from the Boorda incident. Recall that Admiral Jeremy Boorda, then Chief of Naval Operations, ate his gun over a bit of ribbon. Boorda awarded himself a few valor devices that he had not earned. He had never seen combat; but the admiral embellished his chest hair at the expense of JCS reputation anyway.

The fruit salad debate may seem trivial to those who have never seen combat; but for real warriors, such pretense is an insult. The logic of awards and decorations is simple. It’s easier to pass out buttons and bows than it is to give a promotion or a pay raise. Therefore, most awards are for attendance, not achievement. Senior officers like Petraeus get awards or decorations for changing their skivvies – or their address.

Indeed, if you audit the sentiments of troops or their dependents; the cynicism about flags like Petraeus is universal. One veteran seemed to think that American senior officers resembled Muammar Gadhafi. Another underlined the Petraeus political career track with questions:

“How does an officer with no personal experience of direct fire combat in Panama or Desert Storm become a division CDR (101st Airborne) in 2003 … (and how does) a man who served repeatedly as a sycophantic aide-de-camp, military assistant and executive officer to four stars get so far?”

Nonetheless, the men who presume to lead continue to parade on the E-Ring in drag. Petraeus alone had nearly 50 badges, awards, and decorations on his Class A blouse; yet, no Combat Infantry Badge (CIB). After West Point, between cadet and general, Petraeus attended seven (sic) schools before getting his first star.

This is a chap who probably never saw a firefight, and then at a distance, until very late in his career. Yet, he and the Joint Chiefs still need fork lifts to get dressed in the morning. Such are the hazards of softening “soldiers” at Princeton instead of hardening them in combat.

With no signs of prudence or modesty at the Pentagon, maybe Congress should mandate a limit on gold braid and other uniform claptrap; no more than two rows of fruit salad and then only ribbons for heroism or combat tours. Appearances – and restraint – matter.

America has the best grunts, sergeants, and junior officers in the world. They deserve good models, they deserve better generals. They deserve modest flags promoted for valor and achievement – warriors with personal and professional integrity. No officer who fails to serve in combat as a junior or field grade officer should command any storied fighting division, no less an entire theater.

G. Murphy Donovan is a veteran and former Intelligence officer who writes frequently about military affairs, national security, and Intelligence.

Christmas and Identity Theft…

As a victim of identity theft, believe me this IS the time of year… 

I will tell you, you REALLY don’t want to have to deal with that.  Two plus years, changing EVERY account you own, getting involved with multiple agencies fraud units, etc… NOT fun!

And it’s becoming more and more sophisticated… THIS story out of San Diego is probably ‘a’ tip of one iceberg!


According to the release the pair ran a large-scale, sophisticated ID theft and mail theft ring out of their home where they stole the identities of more than 1,500 individuals. Much of the personal information is believed to have come from stolen real estate files. The extent of the information and items found indicate that this was a sophisticated group. The question remains: Are there more thieves that are part of this ring that have not yet been identified or prosecuted.

The release stated that investigators found numerous items involved in the ID theft scheme at the defendants’ home including computers, printers, dozens of stolen credit cards, card scanners and readers, lists describing how to make counterfeit IDs, mail, and stolen briefcases. Also found were handwritten binders with detailed personal identifying information of the victims’, credit card numbers, and credit information applied for by defendants in their names.


The “money” quote, so to speak…

“These individuals were sophisticated enough to know the local agency thresholds on the amount of money that would require an open investigation. Using this knowledge, they stayed under this dollar amount to avoid law enforcement detection,” said Chula Vista Chief of Police David Bejarano. 


Also, this is the BIG time of the year for card skimmers…

Especially when you’re traveling and not familiar with the ATM machines in other locations!

I always ‘try’ to use machines that are in bank lobbies, but as THIS story points out some of these assholes are pretty brazen!!!

Again, if something doesn’t look right, let somebody know!

I know it’s a whirlwind right now, but for your own good, check those credit card and bank statements WEEKLY at the minimum… And if you’re not sure about a purchase, call somebody!!!

FWIW, you can also get fraud watch placed on your credit cards/debit cards.  That does work, even if it is a PITA to call and pre-authorize larger purchases.  Doing that saved me about $4000 in charges against my debit card…

Other than that, Happy Holidays… sigh

Smart Asses…


From the mil-email net…

-Walking up to a department store’s fabric counter the pretty girl said “I would like to buy this material for a new dress. How much does it cost?” “Only one kiss per yard” replied the male clerk with a smirk. “That’s fine” said the girl. “I’ll take ten yards”. With expectation and anticipation written all over his face, the clerk quickly measured out the cloth, wrapped it up, then teasingly held it out. The girl snapped up the package, pointed to the old geezer standing beside her and smiled “Grandpa will pay the bill”.

-A guy walks into a gas station and buys a pack of cigarettes. He pulls one out and starts smoking it. The cashier says “Excuse me sir, but you can’t smoke in here”. The guy says “Don’t you think it’s kinda dumb that I buy them here but can’t smoke them here?” And the cashier replies, “Not at all… we also sell condoms here”.

-Two gas company servicemen, a senior training supervisor and a young trainee, were out checking meters in a suburban neighbourhood. They parked their truck at the end of the alley and worked their way to the other end. At the last house, a woman watched the two men from her kitchen window as they checked her gas meter. When they had finished the meter check, the senior supervisor challenged his younger co-worker to a foot race back to the truck to prove that an older guy could outrun a younger one. The co-worker accepted the challenge. As they approached the truck in full stride, the two men realised that the lady from the kitchen window was huffing and puffing right behind them. They stopped in their tracks and asked the woman why she was running behind them. Gasping for breath she replied “I’m not stupid… when I see two gas men running that fast, I figure I’d better run too!”

-The policeman got out of his car and approached the boy racer he had stopped for speeding. “I’ve been waiting for you all day” the copper said. The kid replied “Yes, well I got here as fast as I could”. When the policeman finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without a ticket.

-The professor announced that the test would be to look at each of the birds’ legs and give the common name, habitat, genus, species, etc. The student looked at each of the birds’ legs. They all looked the same to him. He began to get upset. He had stayed up all night studying and now had to identify birds by their legs. The more he thought about it the madder he got. Finally, he could stand it no longer. He went up to the professor’s desk and said “What a stupid test! How could anyone tell the difference between birds by looking at their legs?” With that the student threw his test on the professor’s desk and walked to the door. The professor was surprised. The class was so big that he didn’t know every student’s name, so as the student reached the door the professor called “Mister, what’s your name!” The enraged student pulled up his pants legs and said, “You guess, buddy! You guess!”

-A man is driving with his wife at his side and his mother-in-law in the back seat. And the women just won’t leave the poor guy alone. His mother-in-law says “You’re driving too fast!” His wife says “Stay to the left!” After several more orders from both of them the man breaks down and barks at his wife “Who’s driving this car – you or your mother?”

-An inmate on death row was scheduled to be put to death by firing squad the following morning. One of the prison guards asked the inmate if he wanted something special for his last meal. The inmate declined the offer. Later, the prison guard asked the inmate if there was something special he wanted to do on his final day. Again, the inmate declined the offer. The following morning as he inmate was being put before the firing squad the guard asked him if he wanted a cigarette and a blindfold. “No” the inmate said “just get it over with”. “Well is there anything that I can do for you before you go?” asked the guard. The inmate thought for a moment then replied “Actually, music is my life. One thing I would really like would be to sing my favourite song from beginning to end without any interruptions”. The guard nodded and agreed. “Go ahead,” said the guard. The inmate started “One billion bottles of beer on the wall, one billion bottles of beer…”

-It was mealtime during a flight on a British Airways plane: “Would you like dinner?” the flight attendant asked the man seated in the front row. “What are my choices?” the man asked. “Yes or no” she replied.

-A young man was forced to take a day off from work to appear for a minor traffic summons. He grew increasingly restless as he waited hour after endless hour for his case to be heard. When his name was called late in the afternoon, he stood before the judge, only to hear that court would be adjourned for the rest of the afternoon and that he would have to return the next day. “What for!?” he snapped at the judge. His honour, irked by a tedious day and sharp query, roared out loud, “Twenty dollars for contempt of court! That’s why!” As the young man reached for his wallet, the judge relented “That’s all right. You don’t have to pay now”. The young man replied “I know. I’m just checking to see if I have enough for two more words”.

-A truck driver was driving along a country road. A sign came up that read “Low Bridge Ahead”. Before he realised it the bridge was directly ahead and he got stuck under it. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up. The policeman got out of his car, walked to the truck’s cabin and said to the driver “Got stuck, eh?” The truck driver said “No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of petrol!”

-A resident in a posh hotel breakfast room called over the head waiter one morning and read from the menu. “I’d like one under-cooked egg so that it’s runny and one over-cooked egg so that it’s tough and hard to eat. I’d also like grilled bacon which is a bit on the cold side, burnt toast, butter straight from the freezer so that it’s impossible to spread and a pot of very weak, lukewarm coffee”. “That’s a complicated order sir” said the bewildered waiter. “It might be quite difficult”. The guest replied sarcastically “It can’t be that difficult because that’s exactly what you brought me yesterday!”

-Bert took his Saint Bernard to the vet. “Doctor” he said sadly, “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to cut off my dog’s tail”. The vet was taken aback “Bert, why should I do such a terrible thing?” “Because my mother-in-law’s arriving tomorrow, and I don’t want anything to make her think she’s welcome”.

-Two friends were standing in a bank when a pair of robbers entered. Not only did the thieves clean out the tills, but they walked around with bags and ordered everyone to throw their valuables in. Just as the robbers got to the pair, one of the friends turned to the other and, passing him a bill, said, “By the way, Joe, here’s that twenty bucks I owe you”.

My heart goes out to the families in Sandy Hook…

There are truly no words that can express my feelings for the loss the families in Sandy Hook are experiencing.  My heart goes out to them, and I can only wonder at the monster that could do something like this…

Please say a prayer to what ever God you choose in their memory…

Dammit- Follow-up…

In discussions with ‘various’ LEOs, apparently these little f**kers are working out of DC…

Which is about 3-4 minutes up I-395 from where I live.  They ‘tend’ to hit within a couple of blocks of I-395 and even if police are called, they can get back into DC before the responding officer can get a BOLO out.  

And apparently, surprise surprise, there is NOT a lot of cooperation on the other side of the 14th Street Bridge…

On the bright side, they got video this time, and have tags from both the car used to carry the strippers, and the truck that was going in an picking up the stolen stuff (but I’m betting both will turn out to be stolen). 

I do have to give kudos to State Farm Insurance though…

They have done everything quickly to get my truck fixed and back on the road.  Within 2 hours of the initial report at 0700, I had authorization to take it in, and a rental car. They were even willing to pay for a tow if I wasn’t comfortable driving it to the dealer.  

AND my rates won’t go up either!!!

A little back and forth…


Dear Santa,


How are you? How is Mrs. Claus? I hope everyone from the reindeer to the elves are fine.

I have been a very good boy this year. I would like an X – Box 360 with Call of Duty IV and an iPhone 4 for Christmas.

I hope you remember that come Christmas Day.


Merry Christmas,

Timmy Jones
* *

Dear Timmy,

Thank you for you letter. Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and the elves are all fine and thank you for asking about them.


Santa is a little worried all the time you spend playing video games and texting. Santa wouldn’t want you to get fat.


Since you have indeed been a good boy, I think I’ll bring you something you can go outside and play with.


Merry Christmas,

Santa Claus
* *


Mr. Claus,

Seeing that I have fulfilled the “naughty vs. nice” contract, set by  you I might add, I feel confident that you can see your way clear to granting me what I have asked for.

I certainly wouldn’t want to turn this joyous season into one of litigation.


Also, don’t you think that a jibe at my weight coming from an overweight man who goes out once a year is a bit trite?


Respectfully,
Tim Jones
* *


 

Mr. Jones,


While I have acknowledged you have met the “nice” criteria, need I remind you that your Christmas list is a request and in no way is it a guarantee of services provided.


Should you wish to pursue legal action that is your right. Please know, however, that my attorneys have been on retainer ever since the Burgermeister Meisterburger incident and will be more than happy to take you on in open court.


Additionally, the exercise I alluded to will not only improve your health, but also improve your social skills and potentially help clear up a complexion that looks like the bottom of the Burger King fry bin most days.


Very Truly Yours,

S Claus
* *

Now look here Fat Man,

I told you what I want and I expect you to bring it.


I was attempting to be polite about this but you brought my looks and my friends into this. Now you just be disrespecting me.


I’m about to tweet my boys and we’re gonna be waiting for your fat ass and I’m taking my game console, my game, my phone, and whatever else I want.


WHAT EVER I WANT, MAN!

T – Bone
* *

Listen Pizza Face,

Seriously??? You think a dude that breaks into every house in the world on one night and never gets caught sweats a skinny G – banger wannabe?


“He sees you when you’re sleeping; He knows when you’re awake”. Sound familiar, genius? You know what kind of resources I have at my disposal. I got your s**t wired, Jack.


I go all around the world and see ways to hurt people that if I described them right now, you’d throw up your Totino’s pizza roll all over the carpet of your mom’s basement.


You’re not getting what you asked for, but I’m still stopping by your crib to stomp a mud hole in your ass and then walk it dry. Chew on that, Petunia.


S Clizzy

* *


Dear Santa,


Bring me whatever you see fit. I’ll appreciate anything.


Timmy

* *



Timmy,



That’s what I thought you little bastard.


Santa

Dammit…

The little f**kers have hit again…


At least this time they DIDN’T get the wheels… Apparently I’m the ONLY one out of at least 12 reported so far than didn’t lose all four. One guy a block over lost two, everybody else lost all four plus electronics.

Targeted specifically high end GM/GMC/Caddy SUVs this time. Apparently they also hit a local hotel…

Time to put up a game camera and go hunting…

Just sayin…   

Scrooged, a follow up…

A few more details from the Examiner, HERE.  

A couple of interesting quotes…

“It was horrible, it was devastating.

Here we are serving in the Middle East, defending our country and other people’s religions and we couldn’t understand why we can’t enjoy our own religious freedoms.”
 ++++
“You can go outside the gate and hear Christmas music, but on the base you can’t have a Nativity

The sense of hypocrisy is overwhelming.”


h/t- JP



And it just KEEPS getting ‘better’…

This one hit the news this morning, and was the subject of more than ‘one’ discussion…


A proposed new handbook for Americans serving in Afghanistan warns them not to speak ill about the Taliban, advocate women’s rights or criticize pedophilia, and the general in charge is not happy with it.

The draft of the newest Army handbook seems to suggest that ignorance of Afghan culture is to blame for deadly attacks by Afghan soldiers against the coalition forces, according to The Wall Street Journal, which got a peek at the 75-page document. But its message of walking on eggshells around the locals is not going over well with U.S. Marine Gen. John Allen, the top military commander in Afghanistan.

“Gen. Allen did not author, nor does he intend to provide, a foreword,” said Col. Tom Collins, a spokesman for the U.S.-led coalition in Afghanistan. “He does not approve of its contents.”


Entire article HERE.  

This is actually getting WORSE than what we had in Vietnam and THAT set of ROEs was also the result of a democratic administration… 

They don’t care how many American military folks die, as long as you don’t piss off the ‘locals’….

And I’ll leave you with this…


Well, THAT was just special…

Walking over to the other office this morning, I’m watching cops chasing a guy down the middle of the street… No biggie, right?

Um… not so much, since it turns out he’s butt naked…

And apparently higher than a kite!

Tried to get into a few doors, and one of those had guards with guns! Apparently he was smart enough NOT to continue down that path…

Took six cops to finally subdue this turkey, in the middle of the street, in traffic no less…  

It’s THAT time of year… sigh.