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Michael_J_Totten

Iraq
February 2004

AUG 29, 2007 11:32 AM



MUSHADAH, IRAQ – “Al Qaeda terrifies locals,” said Major Mike Garcia from Canyon, Texas, before he put me in a convoy of Humvees with 18 American Military Police on their way to the small town of Mushadah just north of Baghdad. “The only people Iraqis may be more afraid of is their mothers. When we arrest or detain people and threaten to call up their mom, they completely freak out. Please, no, don’t tell my mother they say. Women are quiet outside the house, but they severely smack down their bad kids inside the house. When your Iraqi mother tells you to knock something off, you knock it off.”



The American military has slowly figured out how to leverage Iraq’s culture to its advantage, but it only works to an extent. Locating, killing, capturing, and interrogating terrorists and insurgents is the easy part. The hard part is training Iraqis to do it themselves.

Our destination in Mushadah was the local police station where American Military Police train and equip Iraqi Police, and where it’s still too dangerous for either Iraqis or Americans to walk the streets.

“I am not trying to scare you,” said Captain Maryanne Naro, from Fort Drum, New York. “But don’t get out of your vehicle unless something catastrophic has happened to it.”

I walked the streets of Baghdad every day with soldiers from the 82nd Airborne Division, but that clearly wasn’t going to happen in Mushadah.

“It’s pretty bad up there,” she added. “AQI [Al Qaeda in Iraq] is all over the area because they’ve been pushed out of Baghdad, Ramadi, and Fallujah.”

Just driving to Mushadah from the base at Camp Taji was dangerous in a weird sort of way.

“Our convoys are hit with IEDs every day on the road,” she said.

I swallowed hard. “Should I really be going up there?” I said.

“Oh, don’t worry,” she said. “It’s fine.”

I laughed. It’s fine? How is that fine? Nothing, except perhaps kidnappers, is scarier in Iraq than IEDs, especially now that Iranian-manufactured armor-piercing EFPs – Explosively Formed Penetrators – are deployed by Shia militias.

“None of us have been hurt,” she said. “They’re just small harassment attacks. Most of the IEDs are mortar rounds, and the Humvees are armored. They usually just pop tires and blow off our mirrors. They do it to piss us off.”

“The route clearance team is out there right now,” said mission leader Sergeant James Babcock, from Adams, New York, as he showed me which of the five Humvees I was to ride in.

Mine was in the middle of the convoy. The Humvee behind mine was recently hit with an IED.



“That shrapnel can’t go through the armor,” Sergeant Babcock said when he saw me taking a photograph of the damage. “The doors are armored and the windows are bulletproof. All that shrapnel did was tear holes in the trunk and rip through cases of Gatorade. It was kind of annoying.”

“No one fires off EFPs in the area?” I said, referring to the unstoppable molten copper penetrators.

“Nah,” he said. “It’s just Al Qaeda here.” Sunni insurgents and terrorists don't have access to the Iranian-made weapons.

“There’s a lot of harassment,” Captain Naro said, “and not a lot of competence.”

We saddled up and left Camp Taji to the north. Everyone locked and loaded their weapons on the way out the gate.

“Hopefully we won’t have any fireworks for you today,” my driver said.

Well, I thought, it certainly would be interesting if there are some fireworks for me today. Not every Humvee in Iraq is up-armored, and not every IED-laced road in Iraq is free of those terrifying EFPs. And so, I figured, if I’m ever going to be hit with an IED, let it be today.

It was a strange feeling, a bit like being in a shark cage – inches away from mortal peril, but kinda sorta okay…as long as an IED didn't explode under the vehicle.

“AQI always puts the IEDs in the same places on this road, in culverts and holes they already dug,” Captain Naro said. “We just swerve around them.”

“Are they stupid?” I said.

She gave me a look, as if the question was a little too cocky, that it was dangerous to dismiss Al Qaeda as stupid. I agree, of course, in general, but I can’t help but think putting IEDs in the same places over and over again isn’t too bright.

Getting into a Humvee with the Army in a war zone all by itself can be a little bit stressful. The ranking officer inside often reminds everyone else of the safety procedures – which are not at all like the safety procedures you’ll hear from a stewardess on United Airlines just before take off.

“Combat lock!” he might yell, which means everyone must lock their door so no one can open it from the outside and shoot people inside.

“Everybody remember what to do if someone throws a grenade in the truck?”

No, I did not remember. It is not something anyone ever taught me.

“Yell grenade grenade grenade and get the hell out as quickly as possible. If you don’t have time to get out, turn your back to the blast and hope for the best.”

The drive from Camp Taji to Mushadah only took 20 minutes, and our Humvee drivers swerved suddenly and dramatically 8 or 9 times to avoid possible IEDs. They also drove the Humvees about as fast as they could. The assumption was that the IEDs on this road were manually detonated by a trigger man. There are many places to hide.



Fast moving targets are harder to hit. And because the IEDs don’t explode on their own, the odds of any Humvee in particular being hit were no greater or less than the odds of any other Humvee being hit. Riding in the front of the convoy was no more dangerous than riding anywhere else. And riding in the middle or in the rear wasn’t safer. Of course that didn’t stop me from trying to convince myself that I rode in the lucky Humvee that wouldn’t be hit for some reason. Everyone does it.



There weren’t any fireworks that day, at least not against my convoy. But we still weren’t quite safe once we reached the police station.

“Get inside,” Sergeant Anthnoy Doucet, from Lake Charles, Louisiana, said to me when we stepped out of the Humvees. “This place is a mortar magnet.”

*

Every place in Iraq is hot during the summer, but the Mushadah police station was merciless. Only two rooms had air conditioning. The rest were miserable sweat boxes.

Captain Maryanne Naro was supposed to join us, but she had to remain at Camp Taji. That was too bad. I was hoping to see how the Iraqi Police interacted in person with an American woman who outranked almost all of them.

“The police won’t leave the station,” Major Garcia said, “unless Americans are there to protect them. They wouldn’t leave under any circumstances until Captain Naro showed up and was willing to go out on patrol. They were ashamed that a woman had more guts than they did.”



“They will go out alone now for something real basic,” she said. “Otherwise if Americans aren’t with them they’ll hide in the station. They’re hard to work with at times, like they’re kids.”

Incompetence, though, is the least of their problems.

“About half of them are corrupted,” she said, “and it’s hard to get the bad ones out. Some of the higher ups are corrupted too, but it’s hard to prove. They help AQI, they set up illegal checkpoints, and they raid civilian houses so they can steal stuff.”

Not surprisingly then, local civilians are just as afraid of the police as the uncorrupted police are afraid of the neighborhood.

“Locals come in here all the time and talk to Americans,” she told me. “They’re afraid to give intel to the Iraqi Police.”

Mushadah is a bad area with bad police and a bad police station. The building itself is filthy and ramshackle. The stairs to the second floor are murderously uneven, not because they’ve been damaged but because they were built by incompetents. I’ve seen dodgy construction in Iraq – even at Saddam’s palaces, believe it or not – but this station was the worst. I’ll spare you a description of the bathroom.

There was a protective wall in front of the station, but it had recently been destroyed by a mortar round.



Another wall on the south side of the building was blown over during a spring wind storm.

The whole place was almost destroyed not long ago. An Al Qaeda suicide bomber filled a dump truck with explosives and tried to ram it into the building, but he drove too fast around a corner and the whole thing tipped over. Everyone would have been killed had he succeeded.

Sergeant Doucet led me to the front door from the inside so I could photograph some of the Iraqi Police standing at attention.



“How many of these guys do you suppose are Al Qaeda infiltrators?” I said. I just couldn’t look at them without wondering.

“I don’t know,” he said. “We speculate about it. We don’t investigate them or anything like that.”

“You don’t?” I said. “Why not?”

“We aren’t passive about it,” he said. “If we suspect someone has gone over the edge, he’ll raise a red flag and we’ll deal with it.”

“How much support do you get from local civilians?” I said.

“Locals bring in tips against bad guys all the time,” he said. “Several times a week. What they tell us is not very tangible though. Sometimes it’s useless. Someone will come in here and scream There’s bad guys out there! We’ll ask where. To the west! they’ll say. Well, no crap.”



“Residents are still afraid to give intel on bad guys,” he continued. “Insurgents will kill them if they do. The area is totally unsecured. Even if we question people who live right in front of an IED trigger point they won’t say anything. But, look, forget what you see on the news. People in this community are just like people in any other community. This guy is pissed off at that guy, and you have to deal with it.”

I’ve been in parts of Iraq where local civilians cooperate with the army and police and where they do not. Civilians cooperate as much as security on the streets will permit them. The dynamic here isn’t all that hard to understand, or even that foreign. If you want to see how this has played out in America, watch Elia Kazan’s On the Waterfront, the classic film from 1954 starring Marlon Brando about the mafia’s infiltration of a longshoreman’s union. No one in that story wanted to cooperate with the police in their murder investigations against the mob because they were terrified of being “next” if they did.

“We have a medical facility here,” Sergeant Doucet said. “Local civilians can come here and use it, and they do.”

They did while I was there. A three year old boy was badly burned at his house – how, I don’t know – and he was brought in to be treated by a medic.



I let the medic tend to the boy and stepped into the Tactical Operations Center, one of only two rooms in the station that had air conditioning.

“Hello again, sir,” Sergeant Babcock said and pulled up a chair for me. He then gave me more background and asked me not to take pictures of anything in that room.

“Lots of Iraqi Police here had orders to work in Baghdad,” he said, “but they refused. They are Sunnis. This is a Sunni area. Baghdad, as you know, is mostly Shia. Their names and license plates mark them for death. They work here but are counted as AWOL and are not being paid.”

Some of the Iraqi police are honorable men. (And they are all men.) I don’t want to leave you with the impression that all of them are terrorist infiltrators. They aren’t.

“Because of logistics problems we have to go to Baghdad for fuel,” Sergeant Babcock said, “and we have to go to a Shia area. It’s very dangerous for them and they ask us to go with them. They have problems getting ammo as well. There are always problems with ammo.”

And there are severe problems with other stations.

“The Taramiyah station was hit by insurgents earlier this spring,” he said. “It was completely destroyed. Only six officers from that station are brave enough to come to work here.”



He introduced me to the man in charge of the station, Captain J. Dow Covey from New York City.

“Do you know the Weekly Standard magazine?” Captain Covey asked me.

“Of course,” I said.

“My buddy Tom Cotton was just written up there,” he said. “It was pretty cool seeing him in that magazine.”

“What did he do to get in the magazine?” I said.

“He’s like me,” he said. “He’s a Harvard Law grad who joined the Army after 9/11. I’m an attorney.”

“You’re an attorney?” I said. “What are you doing out here in Iraq?”

“I practiced law for three years,” he said, “then got into investment banking. When 9/11 happened I just had to sign up with the Army. Investment banking is a lot more stressful than this.”

“You’re kidding, right?” I said.

“No,” he said and laughed. “I am totally serious.”

If he was deployed in, say, Kurdistan I could see it. But Mushadah was stressful. Less stressful than investment banking? Investment banking in New York must really be something.

*

Not much happened the first half of my day at the station, so I lounged with the MPs in their broiling quarters.





None of them had anything positive to say about the Iraqi Police they were training.

“What can you really ask for in a lazy society? You go in their houses and the floors and covered in pillows.”

“You can tell who is corrupt because their convoys never get hit.”

“This place wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t so fucking hot. I can deal with being shot at and blown up, but 150 degrees is a bit much.”

“Some Iraqi Police recently left the station, we got hit with a bunch of mortars, then they came right back inside. This sort of thing happens a lot. It makes us suspicious.”

“We’re giving them 50,000 dollar Chevy trucks and it’s like a junkyard out back. It’s like Sanford and Son out there. They drive stuff better than we can afford, and they don’t even take care of it.”

“I miss Baghdad. One day we’d be walking out on the street buying sandwiches and playing soccer with kids. The next day we’d get in a firefight with burning tires and RPGs and shit. The next day we’d be hanging out and chilling like normal again. It’s a weird place, and really keeps you on your toes.”

“It’s not like Germany or Japan where people wanted a change. The Kurds up north wanted a change, so they got one. The Arabs don’t, so they aren’t. They hardly change even with us here.”

The Iraqi Army in the area isn’t faring much better.

“They are severely infiltrated by Al Qaeda and the Mahdi Army,” Colonel John Steele, from Dover, New Hampshire, told me back at Camp Taji.

The Iraqi Army soldiers who aren’t double agents are still nowhere near ready to defend their own country.

“We assess, train, and help provide logistical support to prevent catastrophic failure,” he said. “Their logistics are very immature. They are always short on ammo. And we have to hold their hands and make sure they don’t kill themselves and others. We still do some unilateral U.S. actions even though we want to become partnered with the Iraqi Army in all our operations. But we first want to make sure they have all the skills they need to survive in combat.”

Most American soldiers I spoke to about the Iraqi Army and Iraqi Police, not just in Mushadah but also in Baghdad, have a dim view of their local counterparts. (The situation is strikingly different in Anbar Province, and I’ll get to that in future articles.) I wanted to know what the colonel thought.

“Do you trust them?” I said.

He paused for a long time and answered very carefully.

“We won’t tell them about sensitive operations until the last second,” he said. “I trust some individuals, though, because I know them. I’d share a foxhole with them as far as ideology goes, but I’m not sure how good their skills are when they are shot.”

Pride is much more important in Arab culture than it is in the West. Humiliation is therefore more painful. I wondered if this created problems when Americans train Iraqi soldiers and police officers. What must it feel like for local men to be yelled at by foreigners who showed up uninvited and knew their job better than they did?

Colonel Steele insists it isn’t a problem.

“They don’t want to be babied,” he said. “They want to be treated as equals and adults. Their shame culture actually helps. Our new recruits recently complained about having sore feet during a march. When they noticed our female soldiers are in better shape than they are, they never complained again. Also, when we first had them try on our body armor, it nearly broke their spines. They want to be physically capable of wearing it, too.”

It’s at least possible that some of the infiltrators may be turned over time. Some former insurgents elsewhere in Iraq are now openly siding with the Americans.

There also is this: “We give them rudimentary skills and a work ethic,” he told me. “They attend the same classes on character and honor and professional conduct becoming a soldier that our own people attend.”

Is he optimistic?

“I am optimistic,” he said. “But only for one single reason. Because I talk to the average Joe in Iraq. I meet the children and parents. Iraqi parents love their children as much as I love mine.”

I knew what he meant. Counterintuitive and contradictory as it may seem, I never felt more optimistic in Iraq than I did when I walked the streets and interacted with average Iraqis. Iraq looks more doomed from inside the base than it does outside on the street, and it looks more doomed from across the Atlantic than it does from inside the base.

Major Mike Garcia said this view of Iraq is typical. “Soldiers who don’t leave the FOB [Forward Operating Base] are more likely to be pessimistic than those who go out on patrol. They’re less aware of what’s actually happening and have fewer reality checks on their gloom.”

*

Sergeant Babcock invited me to a meeting with Iraqi Police Colonel Hameed, the man who was responsible for the station on the Iraqi side. Sergeant Babcock, Sergeant Doucet, an interpreter, the colonel, and I sat together in the only other room at the station that had air conditioning.

“You are most welcome,” the colonel said to me in a noticeably insincere tone of voice. Some of the MPs think he’s corrupt. I don’t know if that means they think he works with Al Qaeda.

“Thank you,” I said. “May I take your picture?”

“No,” he said, “please don’t.” It didn’t sound like he actually cared though, as if he was just going through the motions of needing protection from terrorists.

He and the American MPs discussed fuel logistics.

“The only reason the Iraqi Police got fuel on the last mission,” he said, “is because you were with us. Otherwise they wouldn’t have given us anything.”

Suddenly Captain Covey, the New York City attorney, nearly broke down the door as he barged into the room.

“Hey!” he screamed at the colonel. “I’m tired of you motherfuckers stealing our fuel cans. I’m going to kick all you motherfuckers out of here. I’m sorry for interrupting your little meeting, but at noon I want every single one of you people off this post.” He stared at the interpreter. “Translate that!” he said.

He slammed the door behind him. Everyone just looked at each other. A quietly horrified expression washed over the face of the colonel when he saw me taking notes.

The meeting was over, obviously. I stepped into the hallway and asked the nearest MP what was going on.

“61 fuel cans have been stolen over the last week by Iraqi police officers here,” he said. “Three more were stolen today. These are fuel cans that Iraqis and Americans risk their lives to go get.”

The tension in the hallway was palpable. None of the Iraqi Police could look me in the eye.

“Can the captain really kick the Iraqis out of here?” I asked Sergeant Babcock.

“Actually, he can,” he said. He sounded mortified at the idea.

Colonel Hameed walked up to Sergeant Babcock. He was furious.

“Your captain offended us by coming in here and yelling like that,” he said. “I need you to find a solution.”

“I’m a staff sergeant,” Sergeant Babcock said. “He’s a captain. I’m also an MP and he’s Infantry. I have to obey him whether I like it or not.”

“This station does not belong to his family,” the colonel said curtly. “This is unacceptable. The building is ours, and he is our guest. A guest cannot fire the owner of the house.”

“We’ll go talk to him and come back,” Sergeant Babcock said.

As it turned out, the whole thing was a screw up. Somebody forgot to update the board and account for three fuel cans that were taken legitimately.

Captain Covey was embarrassed.

“Would you really have kicked them all out of here?” I said.

“In the state of mind I was in then, yes,” he said. “I was ready to do it. But I calmed down and would have gotten in trouble anyway. So no, I wouldn’t have actually done it.”

61 fuel cans really had been stolen that week, however. The Iraqi Police were in serious trouble.

Another Iraqi Police colonel, whose name I did not catch and whom no one thinks is corrupt, arrived on the scene and screamed himself hoarse at his deputies.

“Coalition Forces are screaming at us!” he hollered. “Screaming at us because you keep stealing fuel!”



He kicked an empty metal garbage can and clangingly knocked it over. The Iraqi Police glowered at him as if they wanted to scream back and were trying mightily to restrain themselves.

An American MP walked past me. “That’s the first time I’ve seen those guys yelled at,” he said and grinned with satisfaction.

*

Shortly after noon an International Police Advisor from Michigan named Paul taught an hour-long class to the Iraqi Police officers about taking weapons from potentially dangerous people who are under arrest. The officers seemed to learn as much sitting through that course as I did. Apparently they had never gone over the procedures before.

I couldn’t help wondering as I watched the Iraqis…which of you work for Al Qaeda?



Maybe no one in the photo works for Al Qaeda. I don’t have a sense of how many infiltrators there actually are, although Captain Naro thinks the number could be as high as 50 percent.

Is it really a good idea to train these men with that in mind?

“Please don’t publish my picture,” Paul said to me after the class. “And use only my first name. Only my wife knows I’m in Iraq.”

I wanted to know what he thought of the trainees. He has trained police officers all over the world, not just in Iraq and the United States. He could, perhaps, see them through more worldly eyes than the American MPs who had a narrower range of experience.

“They’ve made leaps and bounds in the past two months,” he said. “Every day they make progress. Today they made progress.”

“Are you optimistic about them?” I said.

“Oh, absolutely,” he said. “The Iraqi Police are like sponges. It’s all new to them.”

“Lots of American soldiers I’ve talked to about the Iraqi Army and Iraqi Police don’t think very highly of them,” I said.

“Look,” he said. “The other contractors I know who train the police are also optimistic. Many file extensions to stay longer because they feel like they’re making a difference. I never hear anything negative from any of them. We watch the Iraqis progress over time because we work with them daily. Most American soldiers don’t see the progress because they observe the Iraqis from more of a distance. You yourself are only seeing a snapshot in time. If you think it looks bad now, you should have been here two months ago.”

It was time to head back to Camp Taji. The MPs and I saddled up in our Humvees while, in front of us, Iraqi Police piled into their trucks. We would escort them out of the station, then they would be on their own. They were going out alone, apparently for something “real basic,” as Captain Naro had told me.

The Iraqi Police truck in front of my Humvee had an office chair crazily bolted into the flatbed. A policeman strapped himself into that and manned a mounted machine gun. .



“Is he really going out all exposed like that?” I said.

“He is,” Sergeant Babcock said. “I can’t quite decide if that’s pathetic or if it’s a testament to the human spirit. Maybe it’s a little of both.”

We drove back down IED Alley to Camp Taji. It was 4:00 in the afternoon, and so unbearably hot. The air conditioner in the Humvee hardly did anything. I desperately wanted a shower so I could wash Iraq off my skin.

Nothing exploded on our way back.

Major Garcia wanted to know what I thought. I didn’t know what to say.

“Whether we like it or not,” he said, “and whether we like them or not, they are the future of this country.”

swirlyboy

swirlyboy

I'm lost
April 2006

AUG 30, 2007 12:28 PM

What has SG become, a military propaganda website?

luckybestwash

luckybestwash

Valley Village, CA
OLD SKOOL

AUG 30, 2007 12:55 PM

swirlyboy said:
What has SG become, a military propaganda website?



That's a really myopic view of it. Michael Totten is an independent journalist. No party, no corporation pays for his time. His view, while it may not be what you want it to be, is an unfiltered perspective of real life in Iraq as it it is right now. He has no agenda other than reporting what you see. The truth, as it often is, is far removed from the posturing you see from either side in washington. Michael Totten is not here to talk about wether going in was the right thing to do (I personally think its not) hes here to simply say whats happening now.

Coyotemike

Coyotemike

USA
May 2006

AUG 30, 2007 01:01 PM

Interesting article. We are so innundated by both political sides, by generals who have their own cadre of bodyguards, and by every sort of half-informed opinion under the sun. I always look for some sort of slant to articles like this, because so many people will want to use them for propoganda either for or against the war. The closest I could come up with is a slight tilt towards the anti-war side as it shows that the troops on the ground really aren't being helped, at least in this one small area, with Bush's wrongheaded cowboy antics (aka The Surge).

If nothing else, this makes me feel even more sorry for the average Iraqi citizen. They want nothing more than for everybody to leave them alone. The U.S. showed up, then all the little groups from the countries around there sent in their people to cause trouble. They just want to be left alone and safe. Instead they get corruption, cowardice from their own police. It is quite sad.

Gerry_D

Gerry_D

Los Angeles, CA
May 2003

AUG 30, 2007 01:15 PM

swirlyboy said:
What has SG become, a military propaganda website?



are you a total kook? Totten is an independent journalist. And the people that write from the military are expressing their opinions. There are plenty of folks around here that think invading Iraq was the biggest blunder America has ever commited -- myself and FTR included. Did you really come away from that artilce with only that thought?

MrNailbat

MrNailbat

Atlanta, GA
December 2002

AUG 30, 2007 01:35 PM

What about it seemed like military propoganda? His picture is far from all roses -- which is what military propoganda would be.

I really appreciate these perspectives from MJT. They are well written and, well, just good journalism. The kind that is harder to find in mainstream press these days.

ZPO

ZPO

Roy, WA
July 2004

AUG 30, 2007 01:37 PM

Great piece as always.

You pretty much captured my views and experience in dealing with the IPs. Some of them are excellent and some of them are severely bent.

Red_Russian13

Red_Russian13

Dayton, OH
February 2004

AUG 30, 2007 02:25 PM

Totten's good to go. Unlike the psuedo-journalists that usually post here, he presents ideas relatively void of his own personal biases. While no one can get rid of them all, Totten does an exceptional job. So I wouldn't go saying that this is some propaganda by the military. I like this and I hope to see more of it here. The stuff that's usually posted, while frequently interesting, is completely lacking in any sort of journalistic integrity. But I guess this isn't a news organization so maybe I should go back to looking at pretty women.

caellum

caellum

Denver, CO
July 2004

AUG 30, 2007 02:27 PM

When the article is served with a side order of spicy hot "al Qaeda al Qaeda al Qaeda", can you really blame someone for crying "Propaganda"? This is the same strategy our President uses when he would like everyone to stop thinking and start fearing. Michael made a single note that this is "Al Qaeda in Iraq", but did not highlight the importance of that distinction .

Fear the Reaper is not cheerleading for either the Democrats or Republicans. Michael may have toned down the pro-war cries, but I believe this is still where he stands.


If you don't join us now, when Saddam's regime falls and Iraqis cheer the US Marines, you are really going to feel like a jackass.

A Liberal's Case for Bush's War
By Michael J. Totten
FrontPageMagazine.com | 1/8/2003



I don't feel like a jackass yet, and fair or not, his past writing has convinced me that anything he writes about Iraq should be considered propaganda.

OhSoOrdinary

OhSoOrdinary

New York, NY
July 2006

AUG 30, 2007 02:52 PM

I didn't realize you were rigth around the corner, MJT!

I knew where some of those places were where you took pictures..

aaronthere

aaronthere

San Francisco, CA
September 2003

AUG 30, 2007 03:43 PM

It continually amazes me what some people deal with in their daily lives. I simply cannot imagine. I feel like having any sort of positive view of humanity is a luxury afforded to a very naive few.

hadees

hadees

Austin, TX
December 2003

AUG 30, 2007 04:04 PM

caellum said:
When the article is served with a side order of spicy hot "al Qaeda al Qaeda al Qaeda", can you really blame someone for crying "Propaganda"?


Yes we can because propaganda does not mean a view to which you disagree.

This is the same strategy our President uses when he would like everyone to stop thinking and start fearing. Michael made a single note that this is "Al Qaeda in Iraq", but did not highlight the importance of that distinction .


This is the same strategy from the fringe left (and fringe right) that turns off moderates. Things aren't black and white. You don't have to be with us or against us.

Fear the Reaper is not cheerleading for either the Democrats or Republicans. Michael may have toned down the pro-war cries, but I believe this is still where he stands.


Well FTW is a comedic writer and Michael is a professional journalist. I am not saying FTW is less important but I don't see why because FTW makes fun of everyone that means that Michael is spouting propaganda. Michael has been to Iraq and has a different view.


I don't feel like a jackass yet, and fair or not, his past writing has convinced me that anything he writes about Iraq should be considered propaganda.


Well you don't have to feel it for it to be true. Grow up, life isn't black and white.

RileyStClair

RileyStClair

Los Angeles, CA
September 2006

AUG 30, 2007 04:40 PM

i'm sorry i was going to type an intelligent response here but then i got distracted by hadees' use of "FTW" instead of "FTR" and i had to read that entire post with "for the win."

anyway i enjoy totten's pieces very much, regardless of his personal political views. it's interesting to read an account from someone who's actually there.

i'm still like, constantly amazed that we got ourselves a real "serious" journalist guy.

Metaverse

Metaverse

USA
March 2005

AUG 30, 2007 04:41 PM

Gerry_D said:

swirlyboy said:
What has SG become, a military propaganda website?



are you a total kook? Totten is an independent journalist. And the people that write from the military are expressing their opinions. There are plenty of folks around here that think invading Iraq was the biggest blunder America has ever commited -- myself and FTR included. Did you really come away from that artilce with only that thought?




Dude, look who the guy is posting that stupid statement. You should go see some of the other stupidity he has posted. You can't expect much from him.

Thank you MJT once again for another great article.

hadees

hadees

Austin, TX
December 2003

AUG 30, 2007 04:42 PM

RileyStClair said:
i'm sorry i was going to type an intelligent response here but then i got distracted by hadees' use of "FTW" instead of "FTR" and i had to read that entire post with "for the win."

anyway i enjoy totten's pieces very much, regardless of his personal political views. it's interesting to read an account from someone who's actually there.

i'm still like, constantly amazed that we got ourselves a real "serious" journalist guy.



Chriztian

Chriztian

Tallahassee, FL
September 2004

AUG 30, 2007 05:05 PM

Totten's articles have been something I've looked forward to for a long time now, ever since he was in Lebanon last year. I don't think his pieces are propaganda any more than my own personal opinion, sometimes stuff just coincides. If you look at his stories overall, he generally presents a very balanced account of things, using mostly the words of the people who are there.
As far as the fact that he supported the war back in 2003...so did I for the same reasons. Forget WMD's, forget old oil. There was one rather evil dictator in charge there and for a few days after we invaded...the people did cheer for us, cheer the end of Saddam's reign. Its what happened when we tried to get these people to work together which has led to where we are now.
50 years of pent up aggression across religious and ethnic lines that was only held in check by fear of someone stronger than them are now being released. It is brutal and horrible, but if you look around the world, and I hate to be this callous, but it happens. This is the way people solve their differences until something unites them. It has happened in every region at some point or another. Can the US be put at total blame for it, no I don't think so. I still hold by the idea that we went in their for the wrong reasons, with the wrong objectives, and our leaders were idiots to think it'd go well and they could reap huge rewards from it quickly. Do I think that in a five to ten years they will be a much happier country than they were 5 years ago? Yes.

swirlyboy

swirlyboy

I'm lost
April 2006

AUG 30, 2007 06:17 PM

Gerry_D said:

swirlyboy said:
What has SG become, a military propaganda website?



are you a total kook? Totten is an independent journalist. And the people that write from the military are expressing their opinions. There are plenty of folks around here that think invading Iraq was the biggest blunder America has ever commited -- myself and FTR included. Did you really come away from that artilce with only that thought?



No, your mother is a total kook

swirlyboy

swirlyboy

I'm lost
April 2006

AUG 30, 2007 06:20 PM

Metaverse said:

Gerry_D said:

swirlyboy said:
What has SG become, a military propaganda website?



are you a total kook? Totten is an independent journalist. And the people that write from the military are expressing their opinions. There are plenty of folks around here that think invading Iraq was the biggest blunder America has ever commited -- myself and FTR included. Did you really come away from that artilce with only that thought?




Dude, look who the guy is posting that stupid statement. You should go see some of the other stupidity he has posted. You can't expect much from him.

Thank you MJT once again for another great article.



Right back at ya, jackass

Gringo

Gringo

Spokane, WA
May 2006

AUG 30, 2007 06:23 PM

swirlyboy said:

Gerry_D said:
are you a total kook? Totten is an independent journalist. And the people that write from the military are expressing their opinions. There are plenty of folks around here that think invading Iraq was the biggest blunder America has ever commited -- myself and FTR included. Did you really come away from that artilce with only that thought?


No, your mother is a total kook


Wow, a "your mom" joke. Viva la 1992.

What a perfectly meaningless response to someone who took the time to try to educate you and give you an opinion.

caellum

caellum

Denver, CO
July 2004

AUG 30, 2007 07:51 PM

Chriztian said:
Totten's articles have been something I've looked forward to for a long time now, ever since he was in Lebanon last year.



I liked his Lebanon work as well.


As far as the fact that he supported the war back in 2003...so did I for the same reasons. Forget WMD's, forget old oil. There was one rather evil dictator in charge there.



Alright, let's invade North Korea for Lil' Kim, Zimbabwe for Robert Mugabe, Darfur for the entire Sudanese military and the Janjaweed, if you want examples of atrocities and evil dictators.


Can the US be put at total blame for it, no I don't think so.



I'm not sure how you can rationalize that in your head, but, okay.

aaronthere

aaronthere

San Francisco, CA
September 2003

AUG 30, 2007 08:37 PM

this is total conjecture, but perhaps the reason why he isn't bashing the military in Iraq is because his life is in their hands every single day he spends there. they probably read his articles too. just a thought.

abracadabra

abracadabra

Seattle, WA
April 2004

AUG 30, 2007 09:04 PM

caellum said:
When the article is served with a side order of spicy hot "al Qaeda al Qaeda al Qaeda", can you really blame someone for crying "Propaganda"? This is the same strategy our President uses when he would like everyone to stop thinking and start fearing. Michael made a single note that this is "Al Qaeda in Iraq", but did not highlight the importance of that distinction .

Fear the Reaper is not cheerleading for either the Democrats or Republicans. Michael may have toned down the pro-war cries, but I believe this is still where he stands.


If you don't join us now, when Saddam's regime falls and Iraqis cheer the US Marines, you are really going to feel like a jackass.

A Liberal's Case for Bush's War
By Michael J. Totten
FrontPageMagazine.com | 1/8/2003



I don't feel like a jackass yet, and fair or not, his past writing has convinced me that anything he writes about Iraq should be considered propaganda.



+1

rockgod

rockgod

Toronto, ON
August 2004

AUG 31, 2007 01:02 AM

wow, i actually read the whole thing,
nice job totten

mat8drb

mat8drb

United Kingdom
October 2004

AUG 31, 2007 01:13 AM

Great article.

hadees

hadees

Austin, TX
December 2003

AUG 31, 2007 08:24 AM

caellum said:
Alright, let's invade North Korea for Lil' Kim, Zimbabwe for Robert Mugabe, Darfur for the entire Sudanese military and the Janjaweed, if you want examples of atrocities and evil dictators.



Someone needs to invade Darfur. If our military wasn't stretched so badly I would support us doing it. The African Union troops are a joke.

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