Posted on 02/01/2015 12:12:29 PM PST by 2ndDivisionVet
Ed. Note: The biggest Hollywood box office hit these days is “American Sniper,” the hagiography biopic of Chris Kyle, the sniper from Texas who had 160 confirmed kills and possibly many more in Iraq. Two of the most passionate antiwar activists in the country over the past few years have been Celeste Zappala, of the First United Methodist Church of Germantown and Gold Star Families Speak Out, whose son, Sgt. Sherwood Baker, was killed in Baghdad on April 26, 2004, and Cindy Sheehan, whose son, Army Specialist Casey Sheehan, was killed in Iraq on April 4, 2004. The following article was written last week by Cindy Sheehan as a response to “American Sniper.”
“I only wish I had killed more.”— Navy Seal and “American Sniper,” Chris Kyle
“I can’t kill anyone.”— U.S. working-class soldier before his short deployment to Iraq, Casey Sheehan.
This is something that I don’t want to revisit. I never want to relive the worst experience of my life. However, with the 11th anniversary of my son’s death in Iraq on 04/04/04 approaching and the new “blockbuster” infecting movie screens around the world, I really must get this off of my chest.
Most citizens of this nation are without a doubt addicted to wars and war “heroes” without stopping for more than a few cursory seconds to count the costs or evaluate the propaganda. I despair that a movie like “American Sniper” grossed over $105 million at the box office over the weekend when we were supposed to be commemorating the birth of a man of peace, the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Everything in “American Sniper” is taken for fact when the author and focus, Chris Kyle, already had been proven to be a blowhard and a liar, when the facts and political motivations of Selma are being questioned.
As the U.S. is addicted to its wars, it is also addicted to lying about them, and I know this because I have my own case about Casey for proof. We got the news about Casey about 14 hours or so after his detail had been ambushed in Iraq. After I lay on the floor screaming for I don’t know how long, the three emissaries of death couldn’t really tell us much except that he was Killed In Action (KIA). I still can’t see a KIA brand car without my heart sinking.
Since Casey’s murder, I have found out so much about the U.S. military I had no idea about, but when a group of troops (Battalion? Unit? Army? Murder?) get deployed to combat, some stay back as “Funeral Duty.” Two such persons came to Casey’s funeral and regaled us with stories about what a wonderful mechanic he was and how he had “volunteered” to go on the mission that killed him.
Even though neither story rang true to me, I absorbed them like a dry sponge (as I was from all the tears I shed), wanting to hang on to some news of my son because he had only been there in Iraq a few days before he was killed. We didn’t even know he was stationed at Camp War Eagle right in the heart of Sadr City, Baghdad.
Casey had joined the Army in the year 2000 for college benefits and with the promise from his lying recruiter that he could be a Chaplain’s Assistant. I knew from our many conversations that Casey hated being a Humvee mechanic, but that was the only MOS (military job) available when he got to boot camp.
Also, the very final time he was home (oh, how I wish I knew for sure it was the final time, I would have carried out my half-joking threat to run him with my car just enough to disable him) at Christmas of 2003, he told everyone he was just going to “do his job” and come home safely because, as a Christian and gentle man, he could “never kill anyone.” All of this didn’t jibe at all with Casey “volunteering.”
By drips and drabs, the truth came out. Much has been written with the Imperial spin about 04/04/04 in Sadr City about how the First Cavalry (Casey’s unit) was attacked by the residents of Sadr City, but from unembedded journalists we have found out that the 1st Cavalry went out to provoke a response to show the residents who was “in charge now.” April 4th was also right after the mercenaries of Blackwater had provoked the residents of Fallujah into an uprising that resulted in the highly publicized deaths of several mercenaries. Four years after Casey died, I received an email from one of his buddies who was right next to him on that fateful evening.
The vet started his email with, “Sheehan was a great guy, but he was a lousy mechanic.” Which made me smile because it rang true, but then he delivered the coup de gras: “I don’t know why you keep telling everyone it was Bush’s fault, it was Sgt. (name withheld by me)’s fault. He made your son go on that mission and in fact told him to ‘get your goddamn ass on that truck’ after Sheehan had said, ‘No, I am not going; I am only a mechanic.’”
Even though I sobbed when I read that, I knew it was true. Casey knew he could never kill anyone, and to me he is far more of a hero for not wanting to kill than is Chris Kyle for his self-proclaimed “more than 250″ murders of what he called “savages.”
How much courage does it really take for a sniper to be given co-ordinates from a spotter and then firing from hundreds of yards away? To me that is the definition of cowardice, even forgetting about the lies that got both Casey and Kyle to Iraq and the ones who made billions in profits while Casey died thousands of miles away from his loving home, and a vet with PTSD would ironically end up murdering Kyle back here in the states.
I will always be proud of my son, who is a grand hero to me for refusing orders in the heat of battle and ashamed by a cold-blooded killer like Kyle and a nation that lifts him up as the standard of heroism. I find it supremely ironic and sad that NOT being a killer is frowned upon here while being a happy killer makes one a best-selling author and garners all kinds of award nominations and ticket sales for those who wish to exploit this nation’s bloodlust.
This truly makes me wonder if there is any hope to end the evil of the U.S. empire, or are we doomed to “wash, rinse and repeat” these stories of infamy and tragedy over and over again until the USA collapses from the weight of all the carnage.
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Cindy Sheehan is a co-founder and President of Gold Star Families for Peace and the author of two books: Not One More Mother’s Child and Dear President Bush.
The last time I saw Sheethead, Sharpton or Jackson was slobbering all over her.
I’ve ignored Sheehan in the past, so I was overcome by egotism in her noxious rant. She maligns a dead man she never met and knows nothing about, then hates on the funeral detail guys for making her son sound like a useful soldier, when she obviously prefers to believe he was an inept slacker who had to be kick-started by his sergeant to share the load. I can only imagine the son joined up to get away from momma, only to have her trash his memory, because it’s about her. Very sad.
If Casey hadn’t had an attitude that enabled him to “refuse orders in the heat of battle” he just might be alive today.
“Casey had joined the Army in the year 2000 for college benefits”...and he was not a “killer”, then why did he join the military? For the freebies, wrong reason.
She’s putting words in the mouth of a dead man. Who knows how much of it is true?
“Casey had joined the Army in the year 2000 for college benefits and with the promise from his lying recruiter that he could be a Chaplain’s Assistant. I knew from our many conversations that Casey hated being a Humvee mechanic, but that was the only MOS (military job) available when he got to boot camp. “
So he joined for the wrong reasons and then was naïve enough to think he would pick and choose his assignments in Uncle Sam’s army. But most likely the kid died trying to do his job and be a good soldier. His mother can’t even let him have that.
Don’t know how her son died but likely IED, mine or sniper. Planting IEDs/mines are a most cowardly act of war as they are intended to kill/maim any and all. And the cowards are most likely watching as they trigger or drive over the device. I better end it there.
I thought Cindy had passed.
Oh well.
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Cindy passed what?
“Cindy passed what?”
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Go !!!!!
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“I can’t kill anyone.”— U.S. working-class soldier before his short deployment to Iraq, Casey Sheehan.
I really love this juxtaposition. As if Kyle was some kind of child of privilege who left behind wealth to join the military just like the poor kids. This dumb broad...
Sheehan can call herself any thing she likes but she do’s not represent this Gold Star brother. I never saw her in 1968 when I and five others carried that metal box in the grave yard.
I’ve been in the hospital and couldn’t reply til now. But let me say her son, Casey Sheehan, is the coward. Chris Kyle was willing to go protect his own. Her jackass of a son joined the military, but was not willing to fulfill his duties.
I’m ok with him dying, and she is the millstone that killed her own son. Since she taught him to be a coward.
Hey, Cindy, you know who would have most likely saved your son had he been there at the time and place of where he was attacked...? Yeah, the “blowhard liar” with the McMillan 338.
And good ole Cyndy is addicted to the sound of her own voice, the thought of having some attention paid to her. Even at the cost of her own son’s reputation. She makes him out to be some sniveling coward. Well, she made him one. She makes me sick and the memory of their sons make me sick.
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