I was in MI from 1978 to 1993 and don’t remember anyone calling the ACSI or DSCINT “Uncle”. I was an SSG in the intel watch (DAMI-FIO) portion of the Army Operations Center in 1980-82 and use to deliver the morning briefing book to COL S. Weinstein when he was the ACSI XO, and later I gave the briefings after we ran short of Captains as team chiefs and I was made a team chief with another SSG working for me. I ended up applying for and recieving a direct commission to Captain and shipped out to MIOAC in May of 82.
I can’t remember the name of the Ft. Huachuca Commander then, but a couple of months after my class graduated, he retired from the Army, was caught sleeping with his female aid.
That was Gen. E. Paige I do believe.
I knew Weinstein when he took command of the 525 MIG at Ft Bragg in 1977. He was the most foul-mouthed, grungy officer I had ever met in all my time in or around the military. He pounced on the term “dirty fingernail Army” as a descriptor of front-line troops [vs REMF admin types] and showed up every day with dirt under his fingernails and grimy hands to show the 18th Corps CDR that he was a “dirty fingernail soldier”. [For those of us with actual combat tours under our belts, we designated him as a suck-up and a patent phony.]
I was a detachment commander then; one saturday, he called in all the commanders and chewed us out royally because the troops had torn up the new barracks. He demanded that we start disciplining the troops to stop the problem. I suggested that he turn the problem over to his CSM who was sitting next to him, since handling the troops discipline was the CSM’s job, not ours — and that he should give the CSM the backing he needed to get the job done. Weinstein turned to the CSM and said “Is that right?” and the CSM growled back “Yur goddam right, Colonel!” Turned out old Sydney had never really dealt with troops before and had no idea what sergeants really did for a living. And, that ended the meeting.
I ran into him again at the Pentagon, when he signed on as the DCSINT. His love of the troops did not extend to those with German surnames. He made life miserable for a captain with a German surname, even though they had never met previously; Weinstein simply hated Germans [and their descendants] and regarded them all as Nazis. In the end, he destroyed this captain’s career, just because he was of German heritage.
I have other stories about him, but these two should give you a feel for what a swell guy he was.