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   Wednesday - August 10, 2005

First Hurdle Complete

Nefarious Ferret Update: I got an e-mail from the father of our little lady out at the USAF Academy last night. Kristen has made it through the first hurdle, the summer boot camp that all new cadets go through. Next up, classes start today ....

Allan:

Well, Kristin made it through basic out at the Academy.  Today is graduation and classes start right up tomorrow.

She made it through everything and is doing well.  I told her about your post. She was pretty excited about it and I expect she will be in touch with you guys soon.  The cadets picked up their computers yesterday.

She was able to call home again on Sunday.  I happened to be out on a field exercise so she called me on the cell.  I passed the phone around to a bunch of the NCOs in my unit that have watched her grow up and they all took turns giving her a hard time about the AF.  lol Something about “valet bivouac” and the like.

Speaking of making it through, her flight was actually the ONLY one that didn’t lose any cadets in basic.  They were pretty happy about that, normal attrition is around 5-7% as I recall.

Well, ‘spect you’ll be hearing from her soon,
Mike

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   Thursday - August 04, 2005

Seating For One

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   Monday - August 01, 2005

Dale Of Arabia

Lawrence Of Arabia had nothing on this guy, Army Staff Sgt. Dale L. Horn. He is Iraq’s newest Sheikh ....

QAYYARAH, Iraq (AP)—Sheik Horn floats around the room in white robe and headdress, exchanging pleasantries with dozens of village leaders. But he’s the only sheik with blonde streaks in his mustache — and the only one who attended country music star Toby Keith’s recent concert in Baghdad with fellow U.S. soldiers. Officially, he’s Army Staff Sgt. Dale L. Horn, but to residents of the 37 villages and towns that he patrols he’s known as the American sheik. Sheiks, or village elders, are known as the real power in rural Iraq. And the 5-foot-6-inch Floridian’s ascension to the esteemed position came through dry humor and the military’s need to clamp down on rocket attacks.

Late last year a full-blown battle between insurgents and U.S. and Iraqi forces had erupted, and U.S. commanders assigned a unit to stop rocket and mortar attacks that regularly hit their base. Horn, who had been trained to operate radars for a field artillery unit, was now thrust into a job that largely hinged on coaxing locals into divulging information about insurgents. Horn, 25, a native of Fort Walton Beach, Fla., acknowledges he had little interest in the region before coming here. But a local sheik friendly to U.S. forces, Dr. Mohammed Ismail Ahmed, explained the inner workings of rural Iraqi society on one of Horn’s first Humvee patrols.

Horn says he was intrigued, and started making a point of stopping by all the villages, all but one dominated by Sunni Arabs, to talk to people about their life and security problems. Moreover, he pressed for development projects in the area: he now boasts that he helped funnel $136,000 worth of aid into the area. Part of that paid for delivery of clean water to 30 villages during the broiling summer months. “They saw that we were interested in them, instead of just taking care of the bases,” Horn said.

Mohammed, Horn’s mentor and known for his dry sense of humor, eventually suggested during a meeting of village leaders that Horn be named a sheik. The sheiks approved by voice vote, Horn said. Some sheiks later gave him five sheep and a postage stamp of land, fulfilling some of the requirements for sheikdom. Others encouraged him to start looking for a second wife, which Horn’s spouse back in Florida immediately vetoed. But what may have originally started as a joke among crusty village elders has sprouted into something serious enough for 100 to 200 village leaders to meet with Horn each month to discuss security issues.

And Horn doesn’t take his responsibilities lightly. He lately has been prodding the Iraqi Education Ministry to pay local teachers, and he closely follows a water pipeline project that he hopes will ensure the steady flow of clean water to his villages. “Ninety percent of the people in my area are shepherds or simple townspeople,” said Horn. “They simply want to find a decent job to make enough money to provide food and a stable place for their people to live.”

To Horn’s commanders, his success justifies his unorthodox approach: no rockets have hit their base in the last half year. “He has developed a great relationship with local leaders,” said Lt. Col. Bradley Becker, who commands the 2nd Battalion, 8th Field Artillery Regiment. “They love him. They’re not going to let anyone shoot at Sheik Horn.” He has even won occasional exemption from the military dress code — villagers provide a changing room where he can change from desert camouflage to robes upon arrival.

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   Sunday - July 31, 2005

On This Day In History

Sixty years ago, in the warm waters of the Pacific Ocean, nearly 1,200 men were in the water after their ship had been sunk by a Japanese submarine on the evening of July 29-30, 1945. Their ship, the USS Indianapolis, had just delivered the atomic bomb to the island of Tinian, where it would be assembled and later dropped on Hiroshima, ending World War II. For these men of the USS Indianapolis, however, the worst ordeal was yet to come. Through a series of communications errors, their plight would not be known for several more days and in the meantime .... the sharks circled ....

As a prelude to a proposed invasion of the Japanese mainland, scheduled for November 1, U.S. forces bombed the Japanese home islands from sea and air, as well as blowing Japanese warships out of the water. The end was near for Imperial Japan, but it was determined to go down fighting. Just before midnight of the 29th, the Indianapolis, an American cruiser that was the flagship of the Fifth Fleet, was on its way, unescorted, to Guam, then Okinawa. It never made it. It was torpedoed by a Japanese submarine. Interestingly, the sub was commanded by a lieutenant who had also participated in the Pearl Harbor invasion.

There were 1,196 crewmen onboard the Indianapolis; over 350 died upon impact of the torpedo or went down with the ship. More than 800 fell into the Pacific. Of those, approximately 50 died that first night in the water from injuries suffered in the torpedo explosion; the remaining seamen were left to flounder in the Pacific, fend off sharks, drink sea water (which drove some insane), and wait to be rescued. Because there was no time for a distress signal before the Indianapolis went down, it was 84 hours before help arrived. This was despite the fact that American naval headquarters had intercepted a message on July 30 from the Japanese sub commander responsible for sinking the Indianapolis, describing the type of ship sunk and its location. (The Americans assumed it was an exaggerated boast and didn’t bother to follow up.) Only 318 survived; the rest were eaten by sharks or drowned. The Indianapolis’s commander, Captain Charles McVay, was the only officer ever to be court-martialed for the loss of a ship during wartime in the history of the U.S. Navy.

Had the attack happened only three days earlier, the Indianapolis would have been sunk carrying special cargo-the atom bomb, which it delivered to Tinian Island, northeast of Guam, for scientists to assemble.
-- The History Channel

“Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, chief. It was comin’ back, from the island of Tinian to Leyte, just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn’t see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. Thirteen-footer. You know, you know that when you’re in the water, Chief? You tell by lookin’ from the dorsal to the tail. Well, we didn’t know, ‘cause our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. Huh-huh. They didn’t even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, chief. The sharks come cruisin’. So we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know it’s ... kinda like ‘ol squares in a battle like a, you see on a calendar, like the Battle of Waterloo. And the idea was, the shark would go for nearest man and then he’d start poundin’ and hollerin’ and screamin’ and sometimes the shark would go away. Sometimes he wouldn’t go away. Sometimes that shark, he looks right into you. Right into your eyes. You know the thing about a shark, he’s got ... lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll’s eye. When he comes at ya, doesn’t seem to be livin’. Until he bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high-pitch screamin’ and the ocean turns red and in spite of all the poundin’ and the hollerin’ they all come in and rip you to pieces. Y’know by the end of that first dawn, lost 100 men. I don’t know how many sharks, maybe 1,000. I don’t know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday mornin’, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player, bo’sun’s mate. I thought he was asleep, reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up and down in the water, just like a kinda top. Up ended. Well ... he’d been bitten in half below the waist. Noon the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us, he swung in low and he saw us. He’d a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper, anyway he saw us and come in low. And three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and start to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened? Waitin’ for my turn. I’ll never put on a life jacket again. So, 1,100 men went in the water, 316 men come out, the sharks took the rest. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.”
-- Captain Quint, “Jaws”

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   Friday - July 29, 2005

Two Men & Two Diverging Paths

In 1960, two men came together on the US Olympic boxing team. Both won gold medals. From there, their paths diverged. One went on to convert to Islam and claim conscientious objector status, based on his religion and after avoiding service in Vietnam, went on to become a famous boxer who made millions of dollars as a professional boxer. The other? Well, he took a different path. He died this week at the Veterans Hospital in Montgomery, AL. His story is just as amazing but will probably be forgotten since all he did was serve his country ....

(NEWSDAY - COLUMBUS, Ga.)—Eddie Crook Jr., who won an Olympic gold medal as a teammate of Muhammad Ali and served two tours in Vietnam with the U.S. Army, died Monday. He was 76. Crook died of natural causes at the veteran’s hospital in Montgomery, Ala., said funeral director Charles Huff.

Crook, who lived in Columbus, was a command sergeant major in the Army who won a Silver Star, a Bronze Star and two Purple Hearts in addition to being on the 1960 Olympic team along with the fighter then known as Cassius Clay. “We never thought of all that,” Eddie Crook III told the Columbus Ledger-Enquirer on Wednesday. “To us, he was just Dad.”

The funeral will be 12:30 p.m. Friday at St. John AME Church in Columbus, according to Charles Huff’s International Funeral Home. Wearing his full dress uniform complete with bow-tie and gloves, Crook will be buried at the Main Post Cemetery at Fort Benning, where he trained boxers and soldiers.

Another Olympic boxer, Skeeter McClure, a psychologist and former chairman of the Massachusetts State Boxing Commission, said Crook was a soldier going into the 1960 Olympic Games and he remained a soldier. “He just lived his life,” McClure said.

McClure was a middleweight and thought he knew all the amateurs, but his trainer warned him about an Army fighter named Eddie Crook, a sergeant at Fort Campbell, Ky. Crook had been a sure bet for the 1956 Olympics but broke his hand in an early fight. The 1960 Olympic Trials were held at the Cow Palace in San Francisco. There, McClure was rudely introduced to Crook.

“The bell rang and the next thing I heard was the referee saying `3 ... 4 ... 5.’ He gave me a standing eight count and I asked him ‘How in the hell did that guy get across the ring so fast?’” McClure recalled.

The Columbas (GA) Ledger-Enquirer has an excellent write-up on Eddie Crook’s life.

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   Wednesday - July 27, 2005

Good News Story Of The Day

My, oh my! I find all kinds of good things in this story. Mexican immigrants join the military to give something back to their new country and are rewarded with citizenship - and even better, they get to take the oath of citizenship in one of Saddam Hussein’s grand palaces. There are good Mexicans and there are bad MESS-CANS. The good ones understand how America works and end up like this with full citizenship, an education under the GI Bill, veteran’s benefits and much more. The bad ones end up bringing crime with them, leeching off the system, working crap jobs for dirt cheap wages and eventual deportation. Congratulations to these new citizens. Feel free to prop your feet up on Saddam’s furniture and drink up his beer. You’ve earned it ....

BAGHDAD (AFP) - Omar Hernandez, his combat boots covered in a fine coat of sand from the battle front, had difficulty believing that he took his oath of US citizenship inside one of Saddam Hussein’s former palaces. “It’s like a dream,” said Hernandez, a native of Jalisco, Mexico. Then he gazed around the marble columns in the rotunda hall. “A lot of money was spent on this,” he marveled. On a recent weekday Hernandez and 146 other US military personnel raised their right hand and swore to “support and defend the constitution and laws of the United States of America” in the Al-Faw palace on the outskirts of Baghdad.

The marble-floor rotunda is some 50 meters (yards) in diameter, under a vast crystal chandelier the size of a Volkswagen Beetle that hangs from the dome roof. “Welcome into that exclusive club called American citizenship,” Lieutenant General John Vines told the group at the citizenship ceremony. Three officials from the naturalization branch of the US Department of Homeland Security were also present, along with a 30-man army brass band, complete with trombones, tubas and a large drum.

The personnel—soldiers, sailors, and airmen, along with one marine and a navy medic—were brought in from different parts of Iraq specially for the event. The few civilians not wearing desert camouflage uniforms stood out. Officers and troops, many with M-16 rifles slung over their shoulders, stood in attendance and cheered. Sergeant Jimmy Soto, 29, a native of Guadalajara, Mexico, said he was going to call his parents and surprise them with the news of his citizenship. “This was a very nice ceremony.”

When Soto is out on an urban patrol many Iraqis “are often surprised when I lower my scarf and they see my face,” he said, commenting on his olive skin. Military officials require recruits to be permanent US residents to join the military, but citizenship is not a requirement. There are 45,000 non-US citizens currently serving in the US military, said Linda Dougherty, one of the US government officials at the event.

Those sworn in as US citizens came from 46 countries, with the single largest group born in Mexico (27), followed by the Philippines (15) and Jamaica (nine). Overall 70 of the new US citizens came from Latin American countries, including Nicaragua (eight), Dominican Republic (five), Colombia and Honduras (four each), and even Peru and Cuba. The figures reflect US population trends, where the Hispanic population has reached 41 million people, the largest racial minority among the country’s 296 million residents. Soldiers at the event also came from China, India, Taiwan and Vietnam. There was even one Iraqi-born soldier.

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   Friday - July 22, 2005

On This Day In History

Exactly two years ago today, Uday and Qusay Hussein got their asses shot all to pieces in a gunfight with US forces ....

(BBC) [22-July-2003]—The United States says the two sons of Saddam Hussein, Uday and Qusay, have been killed by US troops in Iraq. The bodies of the two men were identified after 200 American soldiers, backed by helicopters, stormed a house in the northern city of Mosul following a tip-off from an Iraqi informant.

The operation in Mosul lasted over four hours. US troops came under fire as they entered the villa in the northern part of Mosul, and the Americans responded with rocket fire from helicopter gunships.Uday and Qusay were among the most influential and most feared figures in Saddam Hussein’s regime. Reports of their deaths were welcomed with celebrations on the streets of Baghdad, and gunfire erupted across the city as weapons were fired into the air.

Qusay, 36, was being groomed as Saddam Hussein’s heir, and controlled key areas of the country’s security. Uday, 39, ran large sections of the media. He was known for his extreme brutality and for the extravagance of his playboy lifestyle. The two men have been on the run since the collapse of Saddam Hussein’s regime three months ago.

The Iraqi who apparently tipped off the US military stands to gain at least part of two rewards placed on the heads of Uday and Qusay, each with £15 million (£9.4m). The two were second and third on America’s most-wanted list of the top 55 Iraqis involved in Saddam Hussein’s administration.

Chicago, July 22, 1934—John Dillinger, America’s Public Enemy No. 1 and the most notorious criminal of recent times, was shot and killed at 10:40 o’clock tonight by Federal agents a few seconds after he had left the Biograph Theatre at 2,433 Lincoln Avenue, on Chicago’s North Side.

One bullet penetrated the head and another the chest of the desperate outlaw. He died as he was being taken to the Alexian Brothers Hospital. The body was later removed to the county morgue, where the identification of Dillinger was made positive.

According to Melvin H. Purvis, chief of the investigating forces of the Department of Justice in Chicago, and leader of the band of sixteen men who had waited for more than two hours while the desperado viewed his last picture show, Dillinger attempted to put up a fight.

“He saw me give a signal to my men to close in,” Chief Purvis said. “He became alarmed and reached into a belt and was drawing the .38-callibre pistol he carried concealed when two of the agents let him have it. Dillinger was lying prone before he was able to get the gun out and I took it from him.”

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   Tuesday - July 19, 2005

Strange SITREP

This Iraqi war story literally boggles my mind ....

1. US Army medic is shot by sniper while on patrol.
2. Body armor protects medic.
3. Medic fires back at sniper, wounding him.
4. Medic then proceeds to handcuff sniper and apply first aid.
5. Sniper is taken into custody and medic returns to patrol.

Would someone remind Senator Dickless Durbin (D-IL) that this is not how Nazis treated their enemy .... preferably with a ClueBat up side of his pointy, little head.

(KARE-11 NEWS - July 18, 2005) Being shot at by a sniper is a weekly occurrence for many U.S. soldiers stationed in Iraq. But the experience Army Pfc. Stephen Tschiderer, of Mendon, New York, had in Baghdad on June 2 was highly unusual. During a routine patrol in Baghdad, Tschiderer, a medic, was shot in the chest by an enemy sniper, hiding in a van just 75 yards away. The incident was videotaped by the insurgents. Tschiderer, was knocked to the ground from the impact, but he wasn’t killed, thanks to the protective body armor he was wearing. “I knew I was hit,” said Tschiderer, “but was uncertain of the damage or location of the hit. The only thing going through my mind was to take cover and locate the sniper’s position.”

After a few seconds, Tschiderer jumped to his feet, shot back, then took cover and located the sniper. he U.S. Army has released footage of the incident that shows Tschiderer, 21, being shot in the chest by a sniper, then getting away. His mother, Debbie Tschidere, has had a chance to view the tape, after first getting an e-mail from her son. In the e-mail, Pfc Stephen wrote, “Treating the man who shot me didn’t really sink in until afterwards. At the time, I just did my job and didn’t really think about it too much.”

After she saw the tape, she told a local television station that she just couldn’t believe her son got up. She says learning he went on to capture the shooter and render first aid tells the world what she already knows, that her son is a top-notch soldier, “And to me that shows incredible strength of character that we’re incredibly proud of,” said Debbie Tschiderer. After being shot and calling for help, other soldiers from Tschiderer’s unit joined him and together they tracked down the wounded sniper by following the blood trail he left as he and another attacker fled the scene.

The sniper was handcuffed and given medical aid by the very man he had tried to kill, Tschiderer. Tschiderer is with E Troop, 101st “Saber” Cavalry Division, attached to 3rd Battalion, 156th Infantry Regiment, 256th Brigade Combat Team, 3rd Infantry Division.

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Obituary

CHARLESTON, S.C. (AP) - Retired Gen. William Westmoreland, who commanded American troops in Vietnam - the nation’s longest conflict and the only war America lost - died Monday night. He was 91.

Westmoreland died of natural causes at Bishop Gadsden retirement home, where he had lived with his wife for several years, said his son, James Ripley Westmoreland.

The silver-haired, jut-jawed officer, who rose through the ranks quickly in Europe during World War II and later became superintendent of West Point, contended the United States did not lose the conflict in Southeast Asia.

“It’s more accurate to say our country did not fulfill its commitment to South Vietnam,” he said. “By virtue of Vietnam, the U.S. held the line for 10 years and stopped the dominoes from falling.”

As commander of U.S. forces in Vietnam from 1964 to 1968, Westmoreland oversaw the introduction of ground troops in Vietnam and a dramatic increase in the number of U.S. troops there.

American support for the war suffered a tremendous blow near the end of Westmoreland’s tenure when enemy forces attacked several cities and towns throughout South Vietnam in what is known as the Tet Offensive in 1968. Though Westmoreland fought off the attacks, the American public remained stunned that the enemy had gained access to the U.S. Embassy in Saigon, even if only for a few hours.

After the event, President Lyndon Johnson limited further increases in troops; Westmoreland was recalled to Washington to serve as the U.S. Army Chief of Staff after asking for reinforcements in response to the attacks. Westmoreland would later say he did not know how history would deal with him.

“Few people have a field command as long as I did,” he said. “They put me over there and they forgot about me. But I was there seven days a week, working 14 to 16 hours a day.

“I have no apologies, no regrets. I gave my very best efforts,” he added. “I’ve been hung in effigy. I’ve been spat upon. You just have to let those things bounce off.”

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   Monday - July 11, 2005

Photo Du Jour

PARWAN PROVINCE, Afghanistan—Staff Sgt. John Golden hands an Afghan child a stuffed animal and coloring book during an adopt-a-village trip here. Airmen from the 455th Air Expeditionary Wing at nearby Bagram Air Base take part in the program to assist villages in Afghanistan with infrastructure, fresh water, school supplies and toys for children. Sergeant Golden is an aerospace ground equipment technician with the 455th Expeditionary Maintenance Squadron and is deployed from Pope Air Force Base, N.C. (U.S. Air Force photo by Capt. Mark D. Gibson)

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   Friday - July 08, 2005

I’m So Proud

OK, gang! Show of hands time ........

How many of you remember a new member who joined this blog last Fall named Kristen? Maybe you remember her from her screen name: Nefarious Ferret?

No? Don’t remember? Well, let me refresh your memory. Kristen was in high school and she was going nuts with all the ridiculous drivel they teach in today’s schools. She found comrades here and she loved the posts about the deplorable state of education in America today. She also had an effect on the other members. This loud, screeching, hard-cussing bunch of old farts (and I don’t include the ladies in that crowd) suddenly started minding their manners and toned down their language whenever Kristen showed up. It was hilarious for me to watch as this hard-nosed bunch took this little lady under their wing.

Anyway, fast forward to Spring of this year. Kristen announced that she had been accepted at the US Air Force Academy and would be starting the orientation part of her education this summer. There weren’t a dry eye in the house. All the old fools around here started celebrating. Myself included.

Now we come to the surprise news announcement (you old grouches can get out your tissue now). Kristen’s father, Mike joined the blog here a week ago and sent me an e-mail to let me know she is out at the Academy and beginning her training. Like any other boot camp, she is out of communication for a while but he did manage to grab a picture of the swearing-in ceremony. So ladies and germs, without further ado, I present to you ........ Nefarious Ferret .... soon to be (in four years) another brown bar in the USAF. I’m sure she’ll be much better than the ignorant ones I had to serve under way back when ....

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   Wednesday - July 06, 2005

Photo Du Jour

Victims of the Syed River flooding arrive to pick up food, water, clothing, and hygiene products distributed by Soldiers from Task Force Cerberus outside Bagram, Afghanistan on June 30, 2005. (U.S. Army photo by Sgt. Christopher Kaufmann)

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   Tuesday - July 05, 2005

New Blog Friend

We’ve got a new blog-friend. He runs a blog called ”365 And A Wakep”. Go say hello to Thunder6 and browse the pictures of our troops in Iraq and read the viewpoint of a soldier in the sandbox. I plan to check his blog daily. Go check it out now! What are you waiting for?

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US Air Force Takes Out Domestic Enemy

Remember Michael Crook? The brain-damaged idiotarian who ran ForsakeTheTroops.info web site? The nut-case who got sliced and diced by Sean Hannity?

Well, several of our outstanding US Air Force personnel decided enough was enough. Mr. Crook’s web site has been carpet-bombed ....

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