I’m all for getting out, too. But as long as our troops are there, they should not be restricted in defending themselves.
****I’ve been there and done that. You don’t need to tell me any of this.
BRING THE TROOPS HOME!!!!!!!!!!!
This is from the magazine article that got the general in so much trouble. Seems like the troops won’t miss his strategy or him:
One soldier shows me the list of new regulations the platoon was given. Patrol only in areas that you are reasonably certain that you will not have to defend yourselves with lethal force, the laminated card reads. For a soldier who has traveled halfway around the world to fight, thats like telling a cop he should only patrol in areas where he knows he wont have to make arrests. Does that make any fu****g sense? asks Pfc. Jared Pautsch. We should just drop a fu****g bomb on this place. You sit and ask yourself: What are we doing here?
The rules handed out here are not what McChrystal intended theyve been distorted as they passed through the chain of command but knowing that does nothing to lessen the anger of troops on the ground. Fu**, when I came over here and heard that McChrystal was in charge, I thought we would get our fu****g gun on, says Hicks, who has served three tours of combat. I get COIN. I get all that. McChrystal comes here, explains it, it makes sense. But then he goes away on his bird, and by the time his directives get passed down to us through Big Army, theyre all fu***d up either because somebody is trying to cover their ass, or because they just dont understand it themselves. But were fu****g losing this thing.
McChrystal and his team show up the next day. Underneath a tent, the general has a 45-minute discussion with some two dozen soldiers. The atmosphere is tense. I ask you whats going on in your world, and I think its important for you all to understand the big picture as well, McChrystal begins. Hows the company doing? You guys feeling sorry for yourselves? Anybody? Anybody feel like youre losing? McChrystal says.
Sir, some of the guys here, sir, think were losing, sir, says Hicks.
McChrystal nods. Strength is leading when you just dont want to lead, he tells the men. Youre leading by example. Thats what we do. Particularly when its really, really hard, and it hurts inside. Then he spends 20 minutes talking about counterinsurgency, diagramming his concepts and principles on a whiteboard. He makes COIN seem like common sense, but hes careful not to bullshit the men. We are knee-deep in the decisive year, he tells them. The Taliban, he insists, no longer has the initiative but I dont think we do, either. Its similar to the talk he gave in Paris, but its not winning any hearts and minds among the soldiers. This is the philosophical part that works with think tanks, McChrystal tries to joke. But it doesnt get the same reception from infantry companies.
During the question-and-answer period, the frustration boils over. The soldiers complain about not being allowed to use lethal force, about watching insurgents they detain be freed for lack of evidence. They want to be able to fight like they did in Iraq, like they had in Afghanistan before McChrystal. We arent putting fear into the Taliban, one soldier says.
Winning hearts and minds in COIN is a coldblooded thing, McChrystal says, citing an oft-repeated maxim that you cant kill your way out of Afghanistan. The Russians killed 1 million Afghans, and that didnt work.
Im not saying go out and kill everybody, sir, the soldier persists. You say weve stopped the momentum of the insurgency. I dont believe thats true in this area. The more we pull back, the more we restrain ourselves, the stronger its getting.
I agree with you, McChrystal says. In this area, weve not made progress, probably. You have to show strength here, you have to use fire. What Im telling you is, fire costs you. What do you want to do? You want to wipe the population out here and resettle it?
A soldier complains that under the rules, any insurgent who doesnt have a weapon is immediately assumed to be a civilian. Thats the way this game is, McChrystal says. Its complex. I cant just decide: Its shirts and skins, and well kill all the shirts.
As the discussion ends, McChrystal seems to sense that he hasnt succeeded at easing the mens anger. He makes one last-ditch effort to reach them, acknowledging the death of Cpl. Ingram. Theres no way I can make that easier, he tells them. No way I can pretend it wont hurt. No way I can tell you not to feel that. . . . I will tell you, youre doing a great job. Dont let the frustration get to you. The session ends with no clapping, and no real resolution. McChrystal may have sold President Obama on counterinsurgency, but many of his own men arent buying it.