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Death In Iraq

By Gerald Rellick
3-20-6 
 
I often call the Iraq war George Bush's personal war. But in truth it took a host of lackeys to pull it off, most notably, Dick Cheney, Colin Powell, Donald Rumsfeld, Condoleezza Rice, and George Tenet. Give George Bush and Karl Rove credit on this one. This was going to be an administration of "yes, sir." Loyalty and total submissiveness were the only criteria for service. Medical X-rays showing little or no spine were required before applications would be considered. Colin Powell was the big winner. His x-rays at Bethesda Naval Hospital shocked doctors and nurses alike: There was no evidence whatsoever of a spine. He was perfect Bush material, and he went on to prove it.
 
Every Sunday the Los Angeles Times prints a special obituary section listing the military deaths of those serving in Iraq and Afghanistan with detailed stories of those from California. I make a point of going through it every Sunday. For those who write this section it's a lot of copy and paste I'm sure. They can save much time by putting in storage the following phrases,
 
"killed when a roadside bomb exploded near his Humvee."
 
"killed when an improvised explosive device detonated near him"
 
"killed by a sniper."
 
"killed when a roadside bomb hit their vehicle while on patrol in Baghdad."
 
Our servicemen are no longer there to fight, but simply to survive. Rarely do they get the chance to confront an enemy in the manner for which they were trained. When they go on patrol they may as well not be armed for all the good their M-16s do them.
 
Brian Mockenhaupt served two tours in Iraq as an infantryman. He describes a typical day this way [Ref. 1]:
 
"Mostly we drive around Iraq, often we walk and always we wait. Waiting to blow up. Everywhere you look, there's a possibility of being blown up. Bombs are hidden in dead dogs and dead donkeys, trash piles, fruit stands and cars. Any place is a good place to hide a bomb I may still have a young man's body, but now I have an old man's heart, and I know when I'm back home it will quiver from loud noises and strain in the night, while I sleep and I dream."
 
Bob Herbert of the New York Times describes a father's reaction to the death of his son, Corporal Schroeder, age 23, "one of 14 marines killed last August in a roadside explosion in Haditha, in western Iraq." Schroeder's father told Herbert (and later wrote an op-ed piece in the Washington Post):
 
"My son told us two weeks before he died that he felt the war was not worth it. His complaint was about having to go back repeatedly into the same towns, to sweep the same insurgents, or other insurgents, out of these same towns without being able to hold them, secure them. It just was not working, and that's what he wanted to get across."
 
Then there is the story of Major Ray Mendoza, U.S. Marine Corps. His story was written as a special by Tony Perry, who has been covering the Iraq war for the Los Angeles Times [Ref. 2]. Writes Perry:
 
"When I hear that any Marine has been killed, I can sense the grief that has descended on the family and the corps. I'm always saddened but rarely surprised.Only once has my reaction been of disbelief: No, not him. It can't be. Not Ray Mendoza.
 
"At 6 feet 2 and 225 pounds, Mendoza had been a star wrestler at Ohio State in the 1990s and, as a Marine, an alternate on the 1996 Olympic team His shoulders were Herculean. His wrists were the size of an average man's biceps. When he wore running shorts, his legs looked like pillars. And he moved with an athlete's grace, as if he could unleash speed and power at any time; no swagger, just confidence.[But]on Nov. 14, in a joint U.S.-Iraqi mission to break up insurgent strongholds along the Syrian border, Mendoza had led his troops to the village of Ubaydi. As he stepped from his Humvee, he was struck full force by a hidden roadside bomb," and died instantly. His battalion commander emailed Perry later saying, ""If you thought anyone could stare down death and beat it, it was Ray." But no one stares down death. Only a fool would make such a statement. Death knows no distinctions. Young or old, weak or strong, death could care less.
 
Let me conclude with the story of Pat Tillman, the NFL football star who turned down a $3 million dollar contract with the Arizona Cardinals so he could fight with the Army Rangers against Osama bin laden and the Taliban in Afghanistan. Tillman was killed on April 22, 2004, while on patrol in the Taliban-infested southeastern region of Afghanistan. His story is complicated, but this much we know. Tillman was killed accidentally by his own troops in a case of friendly fire, otherwise known as fratricide.
 
In an extremely detailed article by Steve Coll of the Washington Post [Ref. 3], we learn of the details leading to Tillman's death. Tillman's platoon had mechanical problems in one of their humvees (a fuel pump) and found themselves stranded in enemy territory as nightfall descended. The platoon commander, Lt. David Uthlaut, wanted to keep his platoon in one group for safety, but was overruled by his company commander, sitting at headquarters. Uthlaut, a recent West point graduate argued that it was against Ranger policy to engage in "sweep operations at night." But Uthlaut was overruled. It was this splitting up of the platoon that led the two units to eventually engage each other in a confused firefight, each thinking the other the enemy. And in this exchange of fire, Tillman was killed, three shots in his skull that literally took his head off according to one of his fellow Rangers.
 
But death by friendly fire is more common than most realize. Yes, there is often negligence or incompetence involved, some procedure not followed properly, but after all, war is chaos and endless death, and this is all part of what we sign up for when we endorse war.
 
The company commander's name was just recently released. He is Capt. William Saunders. In the subsequent investigation of Tillman's death, Saunders testified that he got no objections from Lt. Uthlaut about splitting up the platoon, but communication records disproved this. Nevertheless, as Coll writes, "although initially threatened by perjury charges, Saunders was given immunity and allowed to change his prior testimony." It is here that the disgrace comes in. Recall that Army slogan seen so often on TV, "Be all you can be." A better one would be, "Take no responsibility, pass the buck when you can, and always lie your ass off." It's the new Army way.
 
Coll goes on to describe how the Army tried to play Tillman's death to its advantage. Coll writes that, "The records show Tillman's superiors exaggerated his actions and invented details as they burnished his legend in public, at the same time suppressing details that might tarnish Tillman's commanders. Army commanders hurriedly awarded Tillman a posthumous Silver Star for valor and released a nine-paragraph account of his heroism that made no mention of fratricide. A month later the head of the Army's Special Operations Command, Lt. Gen. Philip R. Kensinger Jr., called a news conference to disclose in a brief statement that Tillman 'probably' died by 'friendly fire.' " Not surprisingly, the brave General Kensinger refused to answer questions ­ consistent with the new Army mantra I announced above.
 
Tillman was buried in his hometown of San Jose, California. One of those giving a eulogy was Sen. John McCain of Arizona. McCain's only connection was that Tillman had gone to Arizona State University and played with the Arizona Cardinals football team. But McCain saw Tillman's death as an opportunity to gain some spotlight in his obsessional bid for the 2008 presidential nomination and he hurriedly got himself to San Jose. It was only later that details came out about fratricide. It was also learned that one of Tillman's fellow Rangers "burned Tillman's bullet riddled body armor - which would have been evidence in a friendly-fire investigation. He later testified that he did so because there was no doubt it was friendly fire that killed Tillman. Two days later, Tillman's uniform and vest also were burned because they were soaked in blood and considered a biohazard. Tillman's uniform also was burned."
 
And when this new information came forth, where was the hero, John McCain? He was off to his next campaign gimmick, like the Jay Leno show, to show what a great guy he is. New York Times columnist Paul Krugman puts John McCain in proper perspective. Writes Krugman in a recent article:
 
 
 
"It's time for some straight talk about John McCain. He isn't a moderate. He's much less of a maverick than you'd think. And he isn't the straight talker he claims to be.
 
 
"Every once in a while he makes headlines by apparently defying Mr. Bush, but he always returns to the fold, even if the abuses he railed against continue unabatedAnd he isn't a maverick, at least not when it counts. When the cameras are rolling, Mr. McCain can sometimes be seen striking a brave pose of opposition to the White House. But when it matters, when the Bush administration's ability to do whatever it wants is at stake, Mr. McCain always toes the party line."
 
 
I don't mean to argue that some lives are more valuable than others. Every combat death is a tragedy of equal magnitude. It's just that some stories hit home more effectively than others. And some, like Pat Tillman's death, raise important issues of how the military conducts itself today under Bush command. The bottom line is that all the deaths in Iraq were to fulfill one man's will, that of George W. Bush. And more American soldiers will die next week and still more the week after, and so and so on, all to fulfill George Bush's pathological drives. Who will they be? Which families will have well dressed military men or women knock on their doors to deliver the heartbreaking news?
 
What was this war really about anyway? Was it about oil? Was it about establishing a military presence in the Middle East? Or was it a personal issue, Saddam having once planned to assassinate George Bush Sr.? I don't think we will ever know, anymore than we know what drove Hitler, who we can at best only write off as a psychopath, a madman, who somehow had the charm and the charisma to hypnotize a nation when it was at its weakest point, devastated by the severe and unfair surrender terms of World War I. To this day Germany still feels the disgrace for having sat passive and idle while Hitler and his madmen took advantage of these conditions and ended up destroying not only much of Europe and Asia, but in the end, their own once great country.
 
Could this happen now in the United States under "Hitler-Lite," George Bush, as he sits on the world's largest nuclear arsenal? Is passive, weak America -- once proud and courageous -- still cowering in fear after 9/11, willing to turn their lives, and perhaps the fate of the world, over to a madman?
 
 
References
 
Ref. 1:
Brian Mockenhaupt , "Waiting to blow Up: Moments from the War Zone,"
 
Ref. 2:
Tony Perry, "Coming to Terms with the Death of a Marine,"
 
Ref. 3:
Steve Coll, "Barrage of Bullets Drowned Out Cries of Comrades,"
 
Gerald S. Rellick, Ph.D., worked in aerospace industry for 22 years. He now teaches in the California Community College system. He can be reached at grellick@hotmail.com
 

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