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Hardtack and Havoc

A private of the 1st Texas Volunteer Infantry Civil War Reenactor with a day job in Uncle Sugar's Navy trapped in the unholy land of New England...I wish I was still in Iraq.

March 27, 2006

Did You See That Dog? Why Yes, The Sky Is Blue.

Strange title today huh? It is a function of my frustration. I am here in scenic Iraq trying to build a logistics system from scratch for/with the Iraqi military. In my "orderly" little logisticians mind I ask myself "and why am I doing this in at the tail end of YEAR THREE? Logistics should have been first on the list of "To Do's" when building a new Army!" but I just try and ignore that rational part of my brain. Fact is we, for what ever reason, built a pretty fierce set of teeth in the IA dragon and then somebody (prolly a Loggie) said "Cool set of sharp vicious teeth on that thing, but where's the tail" and then everybody collectively said "Tail, what tail? Oh, Sh*t, the dragons gotta have a tail! Won't work without one, and we can't go home till this dragon works!" Then there was much gnashing of teeth and many staff weenies and coffee pot generals (all operations types I'm sure) wrent their clothes then pouted and sulked in sack cloth and ashes because the IA dragon had no tail." Some poor soul looked upon this scene and said "you know, I think we might have a pretty big tail behind the teeth on our dragon, I never noticed it before cuz I generally have all the stuff I need, maybe if we put a tail behind the teeth of this IA dragon we build it might work and we can go home". There was much rejoicing and then someone said "But how do we build a tail for this dragon?" to which someone else said "I have heard a mythical creatures called Loggies that know all about tails, I bet we could get some of them to work on this thing!" To which all the operators and coffee pot generals screamed, No we don't need no stinkin Loggies! Loggies just tell us what we can't do and nobody tells operators what to do! We will build this ourselves!" So it was all the operators put there teams together and like a bunch of retards humping a door knob, tried to build the IA dragon a tail. When they were done they called up to higher and said "Behold, look what we have done! Is it not good! We can go home now right!" Then a quiet voice called out (another Loggie I'm sure) and said "Damn fine set of teeth you got on that dragon, but why is it grafted on to our dragons tail instead of having its own tail. You know as soon as we leave, its just a head and it won't work." Once again, there was wailing, finger pointing, scapegoating and other blame games and all was not well. Then someone spoke up and said "You know, I have heard that most problems can be solved if you throw money at it." Everyone thought that was a grand idea and the money flowed like stupidity flows in Congress but no tail grew on the IA dragon, the teeth merely became bloated on tax payers money and all was STILL not well. Finally, the operators and coffee pot generals all were at wits end and the Big Daddy General said "Quit dicking around with this tail thing and throw some Loggies at it!" So it came to pass that the lords of personnel shops through out the US Military machine sent their minions sweeping like a hoard of locusts through the ranks of Logisticians (on shore duty) and swept then up and spewed them out upon the land of Iraq and said "Build us a tail but thou shalt not disturb the teeth in the process!" The Loggies said "We can build you a tail but it must be connected to the teeth and that will cause a disruption in chewing operations for a little bit." To which the operators and and coffee pot generals screamed "Build us a tail but do not disturb the teeth!" and the Loggies (being used to working around the idiocy of operators and coffee pot generals) said "Sure, whatever" and got to work on the tail. Unfortunately, since the operators and coffee pot generals don't want to be bothered with the tedious details of building a dragons tail from scratch, they insulated themselves in a separate and independent command structure. The two separate and independent command structures never seem to communicate and much like after the fall of the tower of Babel, they don't even seem to speak the same language. Which is why when I ask a question like "Did you see that Dog?" the answer I get back is generally something like "Why yes, the sky is blue".

I have gun and I may need to shoot someone

TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD

1 Comments:

Blogger Tammi said...

Oh.My.Goodness.

Strength Dude. I wish you plenty of strength.

Holy Shit. I can't even imagine!!!

28 March, 2006 12:37  

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