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Historically, when an army cocks its fist and
masses, at enormous expense, far from its native land, any small
incident - such as our recent Marine casualties in supposedly
friendly Kuwait - could quickly escalate from a slugging match
into a major shootout. And with Congress going along to get
re-elected, war with Iraq is growing increasingly inevitable.
Unless there's an inspection miracle, bombs smart
beyond belief will probably start pummeling Iraq around Thanksgiving.
A ground attack will follow only after we've prepped the battlefield
with this awesome display of new weapons designed to blow away
Saddam Hussein's capacity to command his forces or do serious
damage to our coiled ground units and their control and support
facilities.
For sure, Saddam is capable of military stupidity
- as he repeatedly proved during his long war with Iran and
again when he tangled with Stormin' Norman's boys. But chances
are he learned from Operation Desert Storm that a U.S.-Iraq
tank fight in the open desert would amount to us thumping him
with a baseball bat while he retaliated with chopsticks. Not
only do his armored formations not have the range, firepower
or quality of our tank units, there's also our total control
of the airspace over the battlefield and the fact that his formations
will have no place to hide.
Instead, all indications are that he'll circle
his wagons around Baghdad and Tikrit, the two cities critical
to his survival. My take is that he's hoping our generals will
be so inept as to go force-on-force and conventionally attack
those dug-in positions, where his civilian and our military
casualties could be enormous. Dream on, Saddam.
Once our first bomb falls, I suspect he'll immediately
launch Scud missiles armed with WMD (weapons of mass destruction)
while simultaneously use drone crop-dusters to spray our troops
with deadly biological and chemical weapons. And the word is
his Special Forces - having infiltrated our rear areas - will
strike with hit-and-run dirty tricks ranging from sniper attacks
to still more WMD.
Back in the good old days when he was our new
best friend, we provided him with weapons, ammo, tactical advice
and intelligence galore - and even the seed material to make
the same terrible weapons our troops might soon be ducking -
to use against the Iranians and his own people. We also showed
our now-worst enemy the school solution for stopping a conventional
force from putting him out of business: blow the dams along
the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, which would flood the southern
Iraq desert with billions of gallons of water. No way has he
forgotten where we told him to set the demolition charges!
U.S. Marine units will survive the flood and whatever
else Saddam throws at them. Our Devildogs remain as spirited
and effective as their brave predecessors stretching back to
World War I.
U.S. Army combat units, not nearly as hard or
as good as they were in Desert Storm, are another matter. Early
conventional operations in Afghanistan have proven in spades
that eight years of budget cuts and downsizing, social experiments
and high-level Army leadership who sold their souls to get ahead,
have taken their toll. But because the Army still has a strong
NCO and junior-to-middle-grade officer corps ready and willing
to tighten the screws, our combat echelons should be good to
go before it's jump-off time against a vastly inferior opponent
that's fortunately a pale shadow of what it was in 1991.
It's the Army rear-echelon folks - where Bill
Clinton's kinder, gentler approach did the most damage - who
worry me most. At present they're not trained nearly well enough
to defend themselves and their installations from the rear-area
kamikaze attacks that will surely come their way.
"The shock of a rear-area attack will leave
the 'air-conditioned office' and other behind-the-lines types
wishing the Army would have concentrated on basic survival skills
in war instead of 'diversity' awareness' and 'consideration
for others' training," a senior sergeant in Kuwait says.
"I expect we'll pay a high price for getting away from
the standard that saved the bringing-up-the-rear crowd in World
War II, Korea and Vietnam."
My bet is this time around it'll actually be safer
in the lead tank than squatting in a once "safe" depot
or headquarters bunker.
http://www.hackworth.com
is the address of David Hackworth's home page. Send mail to
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© 2002 David H. Hackworth
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