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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! June 14, 2010 "Karma is a bitch"By GreyhawkWell, that's one definition of bitch. Check out this email I got from Mike Yon: "Greyhawk -- please go away with CJ and your buddies. Just go away and never come back." So, here's another usage: "Wow, what a whiny little bitch." But not long ago I received this:
Like anyone else familiar with the topic, he knew who to ask. I didn't invent the word 'milblog' but I did define it, and Mike was one of many I've helped launch from obscurity to various levels of fame or notoriety over the years. Their own talents make or break them, of course - but since 2003 those in the know check with me on the topic. But it's Mrs G who really kept track of them, so I responded with her list of those who were at that time blogging from the front (we guessed he meant front-line bloggers - the list would be far too long otherwise). Mike wrote back:
![]() You'd have to be a fairly regular, long-time reader here to understand my thoughts on "favorite" milbloggers, "best milblogger contests," etc. I don't join in, though I've got no problem with those who do. Mike, for example, proudly displays a "Best Military Weblog 2008" banner on his blog. Obviously he's proud of the legion of fans who voted him that honor. Mrs G, on the other hand, can provide you a list of milbloggers who were killed in action in 2008 - beginning in January, if you want them chronologically. In fact, she did so at the milblog conference the following year, at the close of the sessions. Not just for 2008, but going back all the years... It was a moment no one who was there will forget. But for a response to his second email request, Mike got a pared down list of those who were updating most frequently, and whose posts appeared aimed at a more public/less family and friends-type audience. "It's hard to pick a favorite, Mike, depends what you're looking for..." I told him. And "A few years ago there were milbloggers all over the place. Now, not so much. That's another topic altogether..." I concluded (and to be clear, death was not the main reason for that.) "Thanks," he replied. "Seems like the pool really has dried up. I believe there was a crack down a while back, also, but I wasn't tracking that." Then he concluded: "Heading back into Astan now so pretty busy. Going to be a long year." Perhaps it will. I never knew to what use he put that information, or who he might have declared his own "favorite." The next time I ever heard him mention milbloggers (maybe the first time I ever knew him to mention milbloggers) was a few weeks later, in conjunction with another story altogether (no - not one of his "milkook" rants - this was even before all that began). This was going to be a good one: whenever the mainstream media disapproves, they call me a "blogger." (Incorrectly; I don't have a blog and only ran one for some months back in 2005.) I wonder what gave them that kookie idea? ![]() Posted by Greyhawk / June 14, 2010 5:50 PM | Permalink 8 Comments |
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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Reminds me of some of the more memorable schoolyard fights I witnessed when I was ten.
For what it's worth I thought you responded to MY's breach of ethics with cogency and honor. It's a shame it so quickly devolves to hair-pulling on the other gentleman's part.
Thanks. I tried. Unfortunately for some folks diplomacy and tact only go so far. I suspected it would fail in this case from the get-go, but that didn't lessen my efforts in that direction.
I'm not a guy who acts like a badass, but that doesn't make me a wimp. And I'm not a guy who uses heat when there's so much light available.
Wasn't he just complaining that you were 'oddly silent'?
Yep. Tried to tell him that was to his benefit. He wouldn't listen. Then again, I even told him he was being used on that email Jimbo sent him, and he wouldn't listen to that, either.
I'm just glad that Michael Yon confirmed that we were buddies! Now I'm going to hug you and squeeze you and keep you for my very own!
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(and Rock of the Marne)
Dear Micheal,
You don't know me from squat, but I'm one of those MilKooks you referred to.
I don't have access to all the secret squirrel shit that you claim to, and I was only a Navy Airdale.
However,
You know, when your friends begin mocking you, that ought to be a real indicator that something isn't going according to plan.
You aren't the only one who's seen the pointy end of the spear. I'd offer that it's time to stop digging and grab a beer and some time out.
Ewwww. CJ, 'Hawk, get a room!