I posted once before about being wrong, admitting it when you are wrong, and how reporting here especially the first report is usually wrong. Again I was wrong, and honor demands that I correct a mistake here in this forum. I said that a CSM countermanded the order of the on scene commander. I was in err. I know this because the CSM I referred to ventured into the food chain to tell me face to face that I was wrong. For those of you from Booman Trib, here is a lesson in military protocol; you respect the rank the individual has. With that respect comes this as well, you take that man at his word.
The CSM, is in fact at the top of his food chain, I at the bottom of mine. Granted I outrank him, here in this place, those who wish to survive defer to experience. Again I take him at his word. I apologized to his face, and am doing so here and now.
Let me repeat this, he got in a HMMWV drove a mere 7 miles of IED infested road and told me I was wrong. On that one fact alone, I choke on my pride and admit it. Personally, I'd have sent an email.
Things in our little corner of Iraq have been picking up, not just outside, but inside as well. I mentioned before the internal changes, not all change is bad, despite however resistant we are to it. Here the shelf life for resistant is about 2 days. We have no choice but to adapt, and move forward. At the end of the day, before you steal a few hours of sleep, you realize the only thing that really matters is you are one day closer to something.
The BN CSM, was going outside to water some plants (his zen bushes), he looked at me, the old warrior looked tired, more so than I had ever seen him. He asked me (rhetorically) "How do we start over?" The only answer that came to mind was 6 months.
For those of you that inquired, yes I was called to the carpet, no it wasn't the end of the world. Yes I deserved it. No I haven't been ordered to stop blogging. Again, I deserved the missing piece of my...
We have read the articles, and already the men here in this Battalion are moving past it. Our time, effort and energy are needed else where. We haven't reached a breaking point, we can see it just shy of the horizon. Yet until it gets closer to us, we will just have to keep watching out for each other.
"We few, we happy few..."
Oh, one more thing. I defined the role of the soldier here (as I saw it), what infantry soldiers do is this; they locate, close with and destroy the enemy with fire and close combat. Anyone who chooses to be an enemy of this nation, and this Army, is driven and crushed. They lessons of what brought us to the fight are never forgotten, those who we crushed serve only as a book mark to "our" place in time.
Make Peace or Die...
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