October 17, 2004
And So The Fragging Begins
Well, not quite yet. But while the story of the refusal of 17 soldiers in Iraq to carry out what they considered a "suicide mission" is spreading like a wildfire, most accounts have left out one soldier's mother's words that, "Her son e-mailed her earlier this week to ask what the penalty would be if he became physical with a commanding officer, she said."
As far as the disobedience itself is concerned, one soldier put the rationale as follows:
We had some contaminated fuel. We went out on this mission, and they turned us back, and our captain got mad and was gonna send us out on another mission. We refused to go because our vehicles were in awful shape. The place they wanted to send us was dangerous. We had to go without guns. All of us refused to go. We're not risking our lives like that. They had us in this tent, and they had guns pointed all around us, and the guns were loaded. We're not allowed to go nowhere.
So, what, again, is the logic of equating supporting the war with supporting the troops? This is not a rhetorical question. This blog is viewed by lots of people who disagree with its views -- if you're one, please do speak up regarding this issue.
Posted by Eddie Tews at October 17, 2004 10:51 AM
Comments
My opinion of this war is diferant than most how do we know what the cia was telling bush not to mentoin the new steer on this new attack on america. HHis intelageance i beleve led him were we are but now there3 is no way hes going to say that considering the sorces of his intelagane remains the same.The vihicals in poor repair im sure considering how much money has went over there they cant keep tires and fuel OK and the oficer that got madd yuo cant let nouthing get pursonal in war with your soilgers that was no good. -- Posted by: mark on October 31, 2004 08:23 PM
Speaking of intellect... You should be more hesitant to mock the President, when you yourself cannot spell more than 50% of your comment correctly. -- Posted by: bob on November 17, 2004 07:32 PM