Wolverines!! Russian troops train on America soil...but not for the first time.

Yesterday, news broke all over the Web about an exercise at Fort Carson, Colorado, in which Russian and American troops are training side-by-side.  The articles, all attributed to @DanElliottAP, claim this is the first time Russian troops have ever trained on American soil.

Ahem...I beg to differ.

While the type of exercise is unprecedented, Russian troops -- and a lot more of them -- actually trained here nearly 17 years ago.  A little-known exercise called "Peacekeeper 95", held in late October 1995 at Fort Riley, Kansas, holds the distinction of being the first.  About 200 Russians descended on the post to train in what would lead up to the Implementation Force (or IFOR), that little operation in Bosnia-Herzegovina that most Americans have long since forgotten about.

I should know about PK95, because I was there.  Once upon a time, young Sergeant Powell was a Russian linguist and part of the Big Red One. I had been tagged as part of a team of translators to support the planning conferences leading up to the exercise, for about six months.  This mainly entailed translating mountains of PowerPoint slides, menus, hotel brochures, and everything else that the Russian planning officers would need when they came (about three times in that six months) -- and during the conferences, we were the wallflowers that fetched coffee while the "real" translators from the On-Site Inspection Agency did the hardcore stuff in the front of the room.  At night, the Division would pay for us to go eat dinner with the Russians.

During one of those conferences, we were riding to dinner and I was sitting next to a State Department translator who had never been in the military.  He asked me about a sign we passed that said "DRMO".  When I explained to him that the Defense Reutilization and Marketing Office sold old military equipment to the public, he laughed and said, "That's funny, because the Russian word  дерьмо  [pronounced der-MO] means 'shit'."  And that is why I will never forget that word.

During the actual exercise in October, I got to interact a little with the soldiers, who were relegated to some very Spartan barracks on Fort Riley's back-forty so they wouldn't get the defection bug or get sticky fingers in the PX.  They were all wide-eyed as you can imagine, having only heard about America in breathless whispers while growing up under Soviet rule.  One of them had me buy him some Polaroid film from the PX (and if I can ever find the pic he gave me, I will scan and upload it).  From what I saw, they were little different than Americans -- jovial, eager to speak with me since I knew their language, and good at what they did.

Another time, I was chatting with a couple of fellow American soldiers who were tasked to be the drivers for several of the senior Russian officers including their Division commander, Colonel Averyanov, outside the Colonel's quarters.  The Russian strode out of the building, and the drivers stopped what they were doing to let them in the tactical vehicles (HMMWV's).  As Colonel Averyanov entered his, he sternly said to me in Russian (and I'm paraphrasing here), "Tell my driver that in Russia, I could have my driver executed for failing to display the utmost discipline."  In other words the American soldier, in the Russian's eyes, committed the capital crime of chatting with his buddies instead of standing at attention with the door open at the second the Colonel walked out.  He might have been joking, but he sure sounded serious.

As a child of the Cold War, I am glad we never went to war with them.  The very first time I even met them was at the first conference, about April 1995.  All American officers on post were invited to the Officers' Club for a social with these Russian officers.  As I stood nervously in the offing, my boss (then a Lt. Col.) asked me to introduce him to one of them.  The first one I found was tall and stiff, and proudly announced that he was a General and the commander of the 27th Guards Motorized Rifle Division.  The conversation was short -- I never was a great translator.  On my way home that night, it struck me that had history gone a little differently, I might have been sending that General's location for artillery targeting while I was at my first unit in Germany (the storied 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment, which guarded the Fulda Gap for many years) -- rather than chatting over an American beer.

One Friday afternoon in the exercise control center, an American Lt. Col. approached me and asked if I could accompany him and his Russian counterpart to dinner the next night as translator.  Little did I know, but I was the lone Sergeant with five senior officers -- one Russian, two American, two Canadian, all JAG lawyers -- and I got to be the designated driver.  After dinner we went to a club near Kansas State University, where these guys drank beer and tried to pick up college chicks all night...thankfully, to no avail.  Located in the middle of famous Aggieville, the bar was packed beyond fire code since K-State had just trounced some smaller college on their home gridiron.  Several times, I found myself trying to dance and translate at the same time.  By midnight the crowded streets were literally wet with beer on all sides of the bars, and since the time changed back for Standard Time, we got an extra hour or revelry.  After we got back on base, I had to carry the Russian officer in my truck across the post to his temporary quarters.  I got pulled over for speeding by an MP, but after I yelled at the poor Private First Class for wasting our guest's time, he let me go with a nervous warning.

Later in the exercise, two other Russian colonels had me take them to Wal-Mart.  They always loved going there, since Russia even today has nothing like it.  One of these two bought Venetian blinds for his house; the other bought a chainsaw and extra parts that were very hard to come by back home.  Good thing they were on a military transport.

It was all a very interesting experience, and part of who I am.

But, here is why it's all important.  All the conspiracy wingnuts out there are claiming this current exercise is evidence of us giving over some control or our country to a former foe, that this is the start of a larger invasion, or that the current administration will use this as a foothold towards martial law.  Some people wonder what would happen if we go to war with Iran -- Russia's ally -- while Russian troops are here.  Realistically, absolutely nothing nefarious would happen.  The Russians would be sent home on the next plane and we might meet them again on the battlefield. First off, we're not going to war with Iran any time in the foreseeable future. If we were, those Russians wouldn't have been here in the first place. Secondly, this kind of scenario has played itself out many times before in the last 40-50 years. Our military trains soldiers and officers from hundreds of different countries all the time in places such as Fort Benning, Georgia, Fort Leavenworth, Joint Base San Antonio, Texas, and Garmisch, Germany. More foreign troops are always training at our officer schools -- in fact, in 2001 I sponsored a Ukrainian officer at Fort Gordon in the Signal Captains Career Course and we had others from Lithuania, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, and Korea in my class.  In my estimation, at any given time we probably have around 1,000 foreign troops training on our soil.

Furthermore, there have been a myriad of historical events that caused some of those officers' home countries to go to war with allies of the U.S., or some other potentially embarrassing, international-political entanglement -- and some of those officers and their families were sent home. Case in point: during the Iran hostage crisis in 1979, there were several Iranian officers who were studying here at Fort Leavenworth when their country took our citizens as hostages. Nothing nefarious happened, the officers went home, and Iran stopped attending the school. (There is a hall in our school that has large bronze plaques from the international students, with their countries and names -- after 1979, none of them shows Iran.)  I've even heard stories of some international students here whose countries were taken over while the officers were in CGSC, and they were not quite sure if they even should return home, out of fear for themselves or their families.  In fact, just look at Russian history again. In 1995, Russia was embroiled in the First Chechen War -- a war which we publicly condemned, although Chechnya was not our ally. Not one of the 200+ Russian troops in Kansas at the time invaded us.

But of course, this is all a great excuse to play a very closely related video clip.

The Revisionist Imperative

Worth watching.  


Andrew Bacevich, a retired Colonel who commanded my first unit in the Army -- the famed 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment, former guardians of the Fulda Gap in Germany --  recently gave an interesting speech at the Annual Meeting of the American Historical Association in Chicago, IL.  Here are the links to the entire speech - each part is about 15 minutes long:

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3

In the first few minutes of Part 3, he rather lengthily (if inadvertently) invokes Godwin's Law -- much to my amusement.

Notable quote from Part 1:  "To choose war is to leap into the dark, entrusting the nation's fate to forces beyond human control."  How very Clausewitzian.

A bit of a disclaimer: Bacevich was the first Colonel whom I ever met when I was a young Solider.  While we were deployed to Doha, Kuwait in the months after the first Gulf War, a unit in our Regiment suffered an ammunition cook-off accident in a motor pool, which caused over $40 million in damage and, eventually, at least three American lives.  (We who were there affectionately referred to the incident as the Doha Dash.  My take on that day is here.)  Bacevich lost his command and was forced to retire very shortly thereafter -- thereby becoming one of the very few 11th ACR commanders who did not see flag rank.  His successor was then-Col. William Scott Wallace, who went on to be a 4-star General and commanded TRADOC.  I once wrote about an encounter with him in Kuwait, more recently.

Anyway, Bacevich is a prolific writer and has been a vociferous critic of our foreign policy -- especially in the last 10 years.  If you are interested in this sort of thing, he is worth your time if for nothing else but another perspective on the military.

Doomed to repeat it

Got to hear a speech by former SecDef Donald Rumsfeld today, with about 1,500 fellow Majors.  He was interesting, although of course he was hawking his book, which I will likely read after today.

As a master politician, he of course sidestepped the whole "did we have enough troops in Iraq" question from a fellow Major, and sort of cleared the record of his relationship with General Erik Shinseki.  The common perception is that Shinkseki, who was the Army's Chief of Staff in 2003 when the Bush (43) administration was planning the Iraq invasion, basically told Rumsfeld that the invasion plans did not call for enough troops to do the job of defeating the Iraqi Army and taking care of the insurgency that would soon follow.  History of course shows that the Bush strategy did not anticipate the insurgency or what it would take to conduct counterinsurgency (COIN) and stability operations (or what we call Phase IV).  Rumsfeld, in answering this morning's question, dealt on the facts of his dealings with the erstwhile Chief -- in his view, Shiseki's place was to "train, equip, and organize" the Army vice advise on combat ops, Shinseki never actually spoke up about planned troop levels, the reporter who perpetuated the rumor exaggerated Shinskei's remarks, etc.  But Rumsfeld never really answered the heart of the question, which was one I really wanted to ask:  in retrospect, do you think we went in with enough troops to do the job?  I seriously doubt the world will ever know that answer.

Curiously, Runsefeld stated that the DoD and Intel community structures we have in place now are not adequate for current and future threats.  Of course, he maintained the status quo while he was in office -- and his boss made a lot of those decisions with his advice.  He also said that it's useless to read history, so we should read biographies instead.  Our History professor -- a bona fide Oxford Ph.D. -- of course took exception with that (I believe the word he used was "moronic").  In my humble opinion, maybe that's a big reason why we went to Iraq in the first place.

Fielding a question about civil-military relations, he noted that Presidents are rarely experts at everything (which hopefully garnered me bonus class participation points after I brought up the comment in our last Leadership class later).  He even mentioned Gerald Ford -- who, as the only non-elected President, was never an executive of any type before he held the office but after a few months, apparently warmed up to the job.

Another salient point he made, in response to a question about what countries our future national defense strategy and/or national security strategy should focus on, was that we should concentrate on being a deterrent against aggression as well as humanitarian relief whenever possible.  He noted that during the Eisenhower, Kennedy, and Nixon administrations, defense spending was around 10% GDP -- about triple what it is now -- and that any considerations of cutting defense budgets is basically ludicrous.  On this, I agree.

So, here he is a few years ago, in all his unknown glory:

Shared suffering breeds camaraderie

Christmas is in the air at Fort Leavenworth -- this morning, every soldier on post (and most sailors, marines,  airpersons, and more than a few civilians with their dogs or small children) gathered at o-dark-thirty in the crisp morning air for a "fun run."  In all my years in the Army, there is still nothing quite so motivating as a 3-mile jog while singing along with 2,500 of your closest friends.  The 17-degree temperature brought out the best in everyone:  non-uniform snivel gear, mass chaos formations, frozen spittle on the sidewalks, people throwing up in the grass, and even at least one fistfight between two field grade officers.  (Apparently they got into it when one called the other a naughty name for a part of the female anatomy because he was running too slow, so he told the first guy what to do with himself, and fists started flying. There were also apparently about two dozen various others who threw up in the grass not even halfway through the run.)

We're all professionals here, right?

It is little wonder that an Air Force friend of mine, who was here at the same school a year ago, told me by December that he had had "too much of the hooah."

Gecko-6 bowed out of this one, opting instead to play the "old man" card and save my knees.  I'm proud to say I showed up, stood around shivering with my classmates for half an hour, saluted the flag, and drove home in my warm car as they all shuffled along.  Sounds like I didn't miss much.

With that in mind -- remember as you celebrate Christmas this year, wherever you are in the world, that we are fighting for at least one person's right to be an idiot.

Sounds like one person is guaranteed coal in her stocking on Dec. 25 -- and should be beaten senseless with it.

Will work for conventional threat doctrine

Check out "United States is Restarting WWII To Accommodate Demand".  Although it is satire, the article might be onto something.

For the last few weeks at Majors' School, there have been amazingly few Godwin references despite a rapid approach to WWII in our history studies.  However, our tactics studies over the last two weeks have been centered on how to plan tactical campaigns around a hypothetical, "conventional military" threat (as opposed to terrorists or insurgents, this refers to linear-type formations with lots of tanks and airplanes).  This is commonly known as the "Military Decision Making Process," or MDMP.  Strangely, however -- perhaps disappointingly -- the designers of this school apparently think that we as Majors are somehow inculcated with the precise knowledge of this imaginary enemy's doctrine, tactics, and capability.

Some 20 years ago, we studied the old Soviet Union's tactics in depth.  My first unit in the Army back then was the 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment, a storied unit that guarded Germany's "Fulda Gap" against the coming Soviet hordes (successfully, mind you).  As a new soldier, I was inundated with all manner of classified and unclassified knowledge about the inner workings of the Red Army's formations.  One of my sons was even born in Fulda.

So here we are, winding down over a decade of "asymmetric" warfare in Iraq and Afghanistan, and our Army leaders say we need to focus on our "core competencies" (read: linear warfare) and away from counterinsurgency training in our formations.  Fine enough -- even though the Soviet Union is no more, many of our enemies still employ their doctrines, equipment, and tactics.  Iraq did in 2003, China and "Best Korea" still do, Russia of course still does (but their military is purely defensive), and smaller belligerents still do as well.  So why don't we get at least some training on their doctrines?

I'm not really sure, and neither are our instructors.

Maybe we should restart WWII, just so we can use some MDMP training on a real enemy.  Any takers?

And that is the last I will think about anything military until next week.  Happy Thanksgiving!

NOT A TANK

(click on pic for link to story)

Just because it's armored, doesn't mean it is a tank.  Even laymen know that.

For the unknowing laypersons, these would be tanks:

Any questions?

in God we trust

Aren't you glad things are so good in our country that Congress has time to pass meaningless resolutions?  This week, the House debated for 35 minutes on the resolution until deciding once again that "In God we Trust" is our national motto -- despite the fact that it's already been done.  Twice.  So, since everything and everyone in our country is so happy and peaceful and well-fed and employed, our elected officials figured they needed to officially acknowledge the big man upstairs.  The bill apparently was in response to a speech Obama gave a year ago, where he flubbed the national motto and declared it , "E pluribus unum."

Never mind that both mottoes appear on the dollar bill, and the correct one is permanently etched in just about all our money.  Maybe Congress would do better by finally replacing our dollar bill with coins -- thus not only saving $5.6 billion, but also finally modernizing our monetary system like the rest of the industrialized world.  Even though we've been debating the issue on and off for at least 25 years, the euro never had a 1-note, and most European nations did away with theirs well in advance of that.  Coins last practically forever, while dollar bills are only in circulation for about 18 months.  Has anyone actually used the presidential $1 coins?  I've never even held one, although they've been in circulation for a few years now.

$1 coin doubters in our country cite the fact that the Treasury has almost $2 billion in 1-dollar coins just sitting in storage, because no one uses them.  Well, duh -- what did you expect when you keep making the bills?  Of course no one will like them, given the choice.  I don't know what genius bureaucrat thought it was a good idea to try and keep both in circulation, but I'm sure he has a nice, healthy government pension -- while our government continues its free-fall into crushing debt that could be alleviated, at least a little, by the switch.

And while we're at it, we should stop making pennies all together, and seriously consider nickels as well -- they both cost more to make than they're worth, and continue to waste taxpayer dollars...er, cents.  We should do it because it's the right thing to do -- not keep putting it off just because some mid-West grandmothers like to send dollar bills in the mail.

The fact we are even debating the topic in this country is about as stupid and cheesy as my favorite 80's Christian glam-metal band, Stryper.  Which of course is a good reason to embed this really cheesy (and related only in title) music video:

I'm sure I had a good time watching those guys in concert 25 years ago -- but what was I thinking?