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Greetings! You are reading an article from The Mudville Gazette. To reach the front page, with all the latest news and views, click the logo above or "main" below. Thanks for stopping by! January 31, 2005 Greetings from a land of bent and broken things.By GreyhawkSome of you may have noticed I didn't post my own thoughts on yesterday's elections. My reason is simple: it wasn't my day. I watched through tearing eyes. Yes, this old trooper shed a few tears of joy at what had happened. Like the amazing fall of the Berlin wall, the peaceful "revolutions" that freed Eastern Europe, this was another great victory in my lifetime, and one I felt a little bit involved in. This wasn't George Bush's victory, this wasn't America's victory, this certainly wasn't my victory, this was a victory for the people of Iraq and those who love freedom everywhere. I was an observer, a very close observer, but an observer nonetheless. I liked what I saw. Now note the header above. The work has just begun. I see bent and broken, scarred and ruined things here every day. Many were damaged years ago. 1991? 2003? In between? After? It's often hard to tell. Many will be fixed in time, others are beyond repair. Now substitute the word "people" for "things" in the preceding and read it again. Meet a group of Iraqi people and one will tell you how grateful he is that we have given him freedom. He will tell you he lived in fear for his life every day under Saddam. His joy is real, and fundamental, and obvious. Then the next will tell you he lost his entire family in the invasion. He's glad Saddam's gone, but he's paid a price that few would be willing to pay were they given the option. What would you say to him? "Sorry about that. But cheer up, old boy! Other than that you must admit this freedom thing is pretty great, eh?" No - there's nothing that can be said. He may or may not hate the United States, he may blame Saddam for what happened, but here is a man with the rest of his life before him, and he'll live each day without his family. The greater good, of course, is served. Many Americans died in this endeavor too; such things temper the celebration. I think Iraqi blogger Alaa offers the right perspective: My condolences to the Great American people for the tragic recent losses of soldiers. The blood of Iraqis and Americans is being shed on the soil of Mesopotamia; a baptism with blood. A baptism of a lasting friendship and alliance, for many years to come, through thick and thin, we shall never forget the brave soldiers fallen while defending our freedom and future. I'd add our Coalition allies to that sentiment too. So amidst the triumph, I saw yesterday as a Memorial Day, of a sort, for those many who fell to make it possible. Some might try and use those deaths for their own ends, or to justify their belief that we should never have walked this path. Such people don't believe in heroes. They can't even comprehend this simple fact; no one is more opposed to war than the soldier. He knows the cost and has seen the carnage. But as I wrote at the top of the sidebar long ago: The Mudville Gazette is the on-line voice of an American warrior, who prefers to see peaceful change render force of arms unnecessary. Until that day he stands fast with those who struggle for freedom, strike for reason, and pray for a better tomorrow. Today we re-build broken things. Grab a hammer or get out of the way.
I've pondered the larger issues much these past few days. We certainly opened ourselves up to criticism in invading Iraq. After all, regardless of our reason it's certainly easy for those who'd prefer to live in a world without war to condemn our actions. A world without war is certainly desirable, but at this point in history it seems at best a distant utopia. Perhaps some day that time will come, but I'm skeptical, at best, of mankind's potential to rise above such activity in the foreseeable future. I think that's one of the lines that separate many "anti-war" types from those who are more pragmatic about the issue. Those who are familiar with the 80-20 rule (20% of the people cause 80% of the problems) will understand what I'm about to say. I'm certain that though 80% of the population of the world wants to go about their daily business in peace, the other 20% are determined to have it otherwise. Much of the problem with the "anti-war" crowd is they fail to realize that many of their "allies" are actually part of the 20%, while most of us involved in the current War on Terror are actually in the 80% with them. But another version of the 80-20 rule explains this too: 20% of the people do 80% of the work. Thus a small fraction of the real anti war crowd is busy doing the very best they can to try and establish a future world where peace actually has a chance. In my spare time here I've been reading Neal Stephenson's brilliant epic ![]() (On a recommendation by Glenn Reynolds - thanks Glenn.) Cruising along through the novel yesterday I reached this passage, a conversation between two individuals whose identities I'll leave out for this discussion (hence no spoilers will be found below. Read without fear.) In one of those somewhat rare moments when what I'm reading unexpectedly addresses something I've had on my mind, it conveyed perfectly what I'd been trying to put into words for some time. (And note that this book was published a couple of years before 9/11.) One character explains to another why he wears a medallion bearing a likeness of the Greek goddess Athena:
Who indeed? Take this simple test in your home country: Complain endlessly about the fact that you don't have free speech. If no one shoots you or locks you in jail, you have free speech. If people call you an idiot, they have free speech too. And your nation is probably Athenian, and you can complain about it to your heart's content.
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November 26, 2010America@war [Greyhawk]
I think anyone who's ever pondered the "comment" option - once only available on blogs and bulletin boards, now ubiquitous on almost any web site - will appreciate this:
The so-called faculty of writing is not so much a faculty of writing as it is a faculty of thinking. When a man says, "I have an idea but I can't express it"; that man hasn't an idea but merely a vague feeling. If a man has a feeling of that kind, and will sit down for a half an hour and persistently try to put into writing what he feels, the probabilities are at least 90 percent that he will either be able to record it, or else realize that he has no idea at all. In either case, he will do himself a benefit. That's wisdom from the past, captured for posterity at the US Naval Institute, shared via the web on the institute's 137th anniversary. From their about page:
"The Naval Institute has three core activities," among them, History and Preservation: The Naval Institute also has recently introduced Americans at War, a living history of Americans at war in their own words and from their own experiences. These 90-second vignettes convey powerful stories of inspiration, pride, and patriotism. Take a look at the collection, and you'll see it's not limited to accounts from those who served on ships at sea, members of the other branches are well-represented. I'm fortunate to have met USNI's Mary Ripley, she's responsible for the institute's oral history program (and she's the daughter of the late John Ripley, whose story is told here). She also deserves much credit for their blog. ("We're not the Navy nor any government agency. Blog and comment freely.") We met at a milblog conference - Mary knew (and I would come to realize) that milbloggers are the 21st-century version of exactly what the US Naval Institute is all about. Once that light bulb came on in my head, I mentioned a vague idea for a project to her - milblogs as the 21st century oral history that they are. "Put that in writing," she said (of course - see first paragraph above!) - and here's part of the result. Shortly after the first tent was pitched by the American military in Iraq a wire was connected to a computer therein, and the internet was available to a generation of Americans at war - many of whom had grown up online. From that point on, at any given moment, somewhere in Iraq a Soldier, Sailor, Airman or Marine was at a keyboard sharing the events of his or her day with the folks back home. While most would simply fire off an email, others took advantage of the (then) relatively new online blogging platforms to post their thoughts and experiences for the entire world to see. The milblog was born - and from that moment to this stories detailing everything from the most mundane aspects of camp life to intense combat action (often described within hours of the event) have been available on the web... And et cetera - but since you're reading this on a milblog, you probably knew that. And you know that milblogs aren't just blogs written by troops at war, that many friends, family members, and supporters likewise documented their story of America at war online in near-real time, as those stories developed. The diversity in membership of that group is broad, the one thing we all have in common is the impulse to make sense of the seemingly senseless, and communicate the tale - for each of us that impulse was strong enough to overcome whatever barriers prevent the vast majority of people from doing the same. Everyone at some point has some vague idea they believe should be shared - we were the people who, from some combination of internal and external urging, found and spent those many half hours persistently trying to write it down. But where will all that be in another 137 years? Or five or ten, for that matter. That's something I've asked myself since at least 2004 - when I wrote this:
Membership in the ghost battalion has grown in the years since, and an ever growing majority of those abandoned-but-still-standing sites are vanishing. Have you checked out Lt Smash's site lately? How about Sgt Hook's? If you're a long-time milblog reader you know the first widely-read milblog from Operation Iraq Freedom and the first widely-read milblog from Afghanistan are both gone from the web. If you're a relative newcomer to this world you may never even have heard of them - or the dozens upon dozens of others who carried forth the standard they set down. If you have a vague notion that something should be done about that, (a notion I've heard expressed more than once...) then you and I and the good folks at the US Naval Institute are in agreement. Preserving the history documented by the milbloggers is just one of the goals of the milblog project, the once-vague idea that we're now making real. And it's a big idea, if I say so myself - too big to explain in one simple blog post, so stand by for more. Likewise, it's too big a task to be accomplished by just one person. So if you're a milblogger (and exactly what is a milblogger? is a topic for much further discussion on its own) I'm asking for your help. All I'll really need is just a little bit (maybe just one or two of those half hours...) of your time, and your willingness to tell the tale. We've already made history, it's time to save it. (More to follow...) Posted 4:02 PM | Permalink |
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Greyhawk, I bow in humility before another amazing post!
Yesterday felt a bit like Memorial day to me, too--very bittersweet, inspiring reverence, and gratitude, and more...
Greyhawk,
"Today we re-build broken things. Grab a hammer or get out of the way."
To that end, what can someone stateside do to help?
Try something here:
http://www.spiritofamerica.net/projects/75
Of course, your tax dollars are also at work ;)
More here
http://www.spiritofamerica.net/site/project_overview
Greyhawk,
Thanks for the suggestion. I have donated there (and probably will again). I was thinking something more personal, something that you or the Iraqis needed that is hard to locate, tools or supplies, how-to books? :¬)
Sorry Greyhawk, don't object to your sentiments, but the book quote is almost pure cheesecake, sentimental teenage twaddle, but then again it is written by Neal Stephenson. The conclusion, that the US (only the US ??!?) beat Nazi Germany in WW2 because it built "better stuff than the Germans" is BS, until the very end, German military technology was at least as good and probably better. What the Germans could not do was make enough of it, and they did not have the manpower base (against the combined allies) to use what they could make. Good example, the Sherman was considerably inferior in everything except speed versus a Mark V or Mark VI (Panther or Tiger) tank, but the US made a hell of a lot more Shermans than the Germans made Mk IV's, V's, and VI's. What the US excelled at was production, sure they did, by the end make some really nice equipment (as did the UK and the USSR), but that wasn't their killer advantage.
Greyhawk, this is an amazing piece, and I have already linked to it. I suggest you send it to Victor Davis Hanson and ask for some of his input on this, as it is right up his alley.
Ed Snack, in trying to prove your point you actually proved Greyhawks point. Go back and read your comment again.
Ed
No, those few paragraphs didn't tell the full story of WWII. In fact, the entire 900+ page book didn't tell the full story of the war. But arguably you've further advanced the concept, not refuted it. I'd counter that the Germans were incapable of achieving a technological edge that would have overcome their other shortfalls. And the book doesn't ignore the allied contribution to the effort, if that conversation seemed to it's only the viewpoint of the character speaking. It's a work of fiction by a highly imaginative author and the concept is sound, the point being the US isn't a warlike nation in the Ares mode.
Hi mom!
I hope you pursue a writing career when you're a civvy.
Ed,
I'm not a military expert, but I also think you are wrong. Anyone feel to correct me (like I have to ask!) A few examples:
The Germans were very clever with some of their technology, and were, in fact, ahead in a few areas. Part of the reason for that was the earlier start. They were GEARING UP for war for years while the rest of the world was trying to avoid it. When the war began in earnest, though, which side proved to be the most clever?
The Allies were able to, in the space of a few years, master mass production, radar, casualty management, naval damage control, fighter tech (P-51's proved much more valuable to the war effort than the expensive and fragile German jets), bomber tech, ship-building, anti-sub technics, logistics, etc.
The Sherman tank example you cite is a good point, but for who? Yes, the Sherman was inferior to the best tanks out there, German, Russian, but only in pure firepower and armor terms. But, is that all that need be considered? When you examine a weapon, you need to examine its intended purpose, and all of its parameters.
While the Sherman could not stand up to the German tanks you cite, they also were easier to maintain, could travel faster and farther and were EVERYWHERE! While it was nice for the Germans to have monstrosities like the Tiger, they were of no help if they could not get to the fight. The Tiger needed to move by rail over anything more than a short distance, suffered alot of wear, and was not easily replaced.
In contrast, mass-produced Shermans running amok across Europe allowed the Allies to maintain flexibility and resilience with their armies the Germans could not match. Germans troops ended up facing enemy armor everywhere often without armor of their own. Talk about unmatched. The Germans were building tanks for slug-matches, and the Allies were building tanks for rope-a-dope. We all know who got knocked out.
In short, Ares drove a tiger, Athena drove a dozen Shermans...
Da's tanks were superior, and thats why I'm President of the North African Reich to this day.
Tremendous post, Greyhawk. It reminds me of that old accusation how some people purportedly think that "might makes right." The version I heard that's always stuck with me is "might for right." That seems a better candidate for Athena's motto.
As for the beginning of your post, I admire your forthrightness and courage. The costs must be borne in this fallen world, and even great victory cannot be won without great loss. And then you strip away all the poetry and get down to the level of blood and fear and danger--places where you, your fellow soldiers, and all these brave Iraqis are living. Again, I humbly thank you and all like you who are doing what we back home do not.
Bravo! This is a good description of the roles of Ares and Athena in their shared role as war deities.
Ares is tactical. Athena is strategic.