Re: Rearview mirror? 2
When I hit SE Asia, we went in light.
M14, six mags of 20, one change of Utilities and skivvies, an extra (second packed) pair of socks, 1 day's Charlie rations, two canteens, a bullet dressing, a field blanket roll, all carried in and on a haversack and rifle belt.
We were not issued flack gear for several weeks. A sea bag with additional personal gear, mostly Utilities, extra boots and such, followed once the supply chain got set up and we had built some semi-permanent shelter (32ft hardback tents).
At no time were we tasked with carrying more than what I'd estimate as 50lb, including helmet and flack jacket.
I look at the loadout contemporary personnel are obliged to carry and conclude that the mule is not gone from the Army, they just streamlned them to get by on two legs these days.
I think it's a flat out miracle that American offensive personnel can accomplish anything militarily useful and still manage to move well enough to stay alive in this far more hostile contemporary counterinsurgency environment.
I think that the issue at the core of this situation is a major corruption of the basic combat mission's goal.
I think that the folks who read the maps and issue the orders have lost sight of what combat forces are good at and what they should be doing; as opposed to what they are actually doing these days.
IMHO, the name of the gremlin is 'collateral damage'.
Used to be, the term wasn't very well known, and while regrettable, was an inevitible fact of life where warfare is concerned.
Now, the concept is an overarching impediment upon the overall mission, and has acquired a life of its own. I admire Schwartzkopf, but I also think he paid too much attention to the press and the civilian leadership on this subject. They were wrong to harp on this aspect, and he was wrong to humor them. A faulty public relations initiative was allowed to pollute the aims and goals of our miltary's motivations.
It is the inevitible consequence of a core governmental policy where ultimate responsibility is universally, professionally, and so very artistically shirkedl and this policy has evolved rtofall under the uniquely deceptive term of 'polictical correctness'.
It's dead wrong, and it's leaving a multitude of American warfighters dead and maimed in its trail.
Rather than fight a war and put the responsibility for avoiding civilian casualties in the shoulders of those civilians themselves, favoring their adoption of sensible and conservative behavior that recognizes that war is not safe for children and other living things; the military authority unswervingly demands that the warfighter bend over completely backwards and look for civilian asses to kiss, foreign and domestic. Placing their own miliary agendas a distant second to face saving, warfighters face killing restriction upon the primary warfighting interests and concerns.
Contingencies must be accomodated which have no place on any battlefield, historic or modern. This inevitibly imposes loads, physical, moral, and doctrinal, on the modern warfighter.
War is difficult and expensive enough, without our command policy mutating into something both ineffectual and smarmy beyond the belief of old warriors like my own generation.
It needs to change, and in my opinion; the direction should be back toward more reasonable goals and effective methodologies.
There's a difference betweem a soldier, a cop, and a diplomat; or at least there should be.
Used to be, a hostile population had genuine fear of having the USA turn its military's attention in their direction. I don't see that as their first consideration any more these days; and dangit, that's a very real problem.
I would not be surprised if the Russians were laughing at us behind their hands, and commending themsleves for managing to get us to shoot ourselves in our own foot. It doesn't matter what our force is on paper when our leadership spends most of its time trying to figure out myrad new ways to blunt the sharp end of the spear.
Whatever we get from now on in; we asked for it. Between reactionary terror paranoia and feelgood military policy, America the Strong, Brave, and Free has been transformed into Chicken Little on poultry growth hormone.
Greg