Excerpts:This site is the mouthpiece for a group of soldiers who are fighting in a war they oppose for a president they didn't elect while the petrochemical complex turns the blood of their fallen comrades into oil.
It wasn’t fate alone that landed me on the guard roster. I was hand picked after the Sergeants in my chain of command discovered that I wrote and posted letters with anti-war content. Despite just earning my Good Conduct Medal for serving three years of service without one negative mark on my record, and despite performing every combat mission in the last year with all the skill and discipline asked of a US Army sniper, I was removed from my section. Now ostracized and isolated, I carry out my new daily rut of protecting the camp perimeter and escorting Iraqi workers that have business inside the wire.
I continued to watch the final assault on Falluja throughout the night from atop my humvee. It was interesting to scan the vast skies above with night vision goggles. Circling continuously overhead throughout the battle was an array of attack helicopters. The most devastating were the Cobras and Apaches with their chain gun missile launchers. Through the night vision I could see them hovering around the carnage, scanning the ground with an infrared spotlight that seemed to reach for miles. Once a target was identified, a rapid series of hollow blasts would echo through the skies, and from the ground came a “rat-a-tatting” of explosions, like a daisy chain of supercharged black cats during a Fourth of July barbeque. More artillery, more tanks, more machine gun fire, ominous death-dealing fighter planes terminating whole city blocks at a time…this wasn’t a war, it was a massacre![...]
Sometimes I wonder if the West Point graduated officers have ever studied the intricate simplicity and effectiveness of guerrilla warfare. During the course of this war, I have occasionally asked a random lieutenant or a captain if he at any time has even browsed through Che Guevara’s Guerrilla Warfare. Almost half of them admit that they have not. This I find to be amazing! Here we have many years of guerrilla warfare ahead of us and our military’s leadership seems dangerously unaware of what it all means!
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Che Guevara stressed in his book Guerrilla Warfare that the most important factor in a guerrilla campaign is popular support. With that, victory is almost completely assured. The Iraqis already have many of the main ingredients of a successful insurrection. Not only do they have a seemingly endless supply of munitions and weapons, they have the advantage to blend into their environment, whether that environment is a crowded market place or a thickly vegetated palm grove. The Iraqi insurgent has utilized these advantages to the fullest, but his most important and relevant advantage is the popular support from his own countrymen.
Everyday someone asks me why I look so angry. Everyday I shrug and choke back the flow of venom that sits boiling in my throat. How to explain to those who enjoy this type of thing that I see them as the true enemies to what America should be. Of course, they see me the same way.
America is a nation that is infamous for protecting it’s interests, no matter where in the world they fall. Be it silencing the worker in Central or South America or freeing up a little oil here in the Middle East, the powers that be have us busy serving their interests while providing ample distraction from the realities of the situation.
Last word I received from hEkLe was to stay away from the site. Shit’s going down. They’re on to us. When I looked at the site for myself I saw that the last three posts had been pulled. I haven’t heard from him or The Heretic since. This was almost a week ago.
So, they’ve got us. One less problem now that this voice of free thought has been stamped out under the jackboot. Aren’t they so proud, strangling the hope of three soldiers. What the fuck, you know? I guess the voice of the soldier is that great a threat. But now, do they really expect us to stop? As long as we make it out, so do our stories...
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