Sunday, November 20, 2005

Just another day in paradise?

Well, I lied. I told myself last year I would never come back to Camp Taji, but here I am once again. The smell here is about the same as it was before, a mixture of trash, oil, dirt and sand. The base itself looks similar to what it looked like before, except it is a little neater. Somebody has been picking up the trash around the camp. I don’t see any dogs running around, but its winter and maybe they are just to lazy to come out. We will see what happens in the evening.

We are at the Phoenix Academy, an Army run school for Transition Teams. I get the feeling that it is going to be pointless training, and I am dreading it. Not because it’s difficult, but because I am going to be so bored that I will probably open my big fat mouth and piss off people who are only trying to do their job. I can see looking at the syllabus that it’s going to be a big waste of time, and I have discussed with my bosses the necessity of telling the staff, “Hey, we don’t need to do that, lets move on.” Still, I think they don’t want to make waves and are going to just ride the current as it carries them forward. This group is so different from the last group. We were definitive, creative, and forward thinking. We made the rules, than changed them as we needed to. This group seems content to just let the rules guide them, which is a bad way to get started when your business is to make the rules. I guess time will tell what the groups are capable of doing.

We got our unit assignments yesterday. I can’t say the unit we are going to yet, and it really doesn’t matter to me, because it’s all pretty much the same. I can say that the unit will be stationed at a Camp I had been to a couple of times. Decent logistical support, lots of sand, and lots more sand. Summer is going to suck hard.

Here is a snapshot of my day yesterday, just so you understand how things are going...

5:30 am got up. Went to chow.
6:30 return from chow. Went to internet café.
7:30 returned from internet café. Repack bags
8:30 Moved bags to staging area. Return to tent area to wait for busses
9:30 Still waiting for busses
11:30 Still waiting for busses
1:00 pm. Had a 2 hour brief with Army Colonel. Learned nothing.
3:00 Still waiting for busses
5:00 Still waiting for busses
6:30 Busses arrived.
6:40 Busses drop us off at flight line
6:50 Waiting for helicopters
8:50 Still waiting for helicopters
10:50 Still waiting for helicopters
12:50 Still waiting for helicopters
1:00 am helicopters show up. We load and move to Taji
1:30 We arrive at Taji
2:30 We go to sleep

You can tell that the old adage, “Hurry up and wait,” is alive and well in today’s military.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

HI... YOU DON'T KNOW ME... IS BETTER THAT WAY... WELL, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING... I'VE BEEN IN TAJI FOR ABOUT 10 MONTHS... THIS BASE IS BETTER THAN IS HAS EVER BEEN... YOU ARE STILL LIVING IN THE PAST... APPARENTLY YOUR PREVIOUS EXPERIENCES LEFT A BIG SCAR ON YOU... LET IT GO MAN... GO WITH THE FLOW.... I'VE BEEN IN COUNTRY FOR 15 MONTHS STRAIGHT.... I'VE SEEN PEOPLE LIKE YOU COME AND GO... THEY ALL SUCK... YOU DON'T BRING ANYTHING TO THE IRAQIS... SO, WHY YOU ARE HERE FOR....???? JUST TO WRITE YOUR LAME BLOG....???? JUST FAKE AN INJURY AND GO QUIETLY BACK TO THE STATES... I'VE BEEN INVOLVED IN SERIOUS "INCIDENTS" AND IF IT'S NOT FOR THE IRAQIS FIGHTING NEXT TO ME, PROBABLY I WOULD NOT BE HERE WRITING TO YOU... SO, I RECOMMEND TO EMBRACE THE SUCK, GO WITH THE FLOW, AND YES, STOP WRITING LIES TO INOCENT PEOPLE.... THIS COUNTRY CAN BE STEERED TO THE RIGHT DIRECTION, BUT NOT BY PEOPLE LIKE YOU... BUT BY PEOPLE WHO ARE PASSIONATE TO RECONSTRUCT AND POSITIVELY INFLUENCE THESE IRAQIS AND THEIR INSTITUTIONS....

IN ADDITION, PHOENIX ACADEMY DON'T SUCK.... YOU ARE WITH THAT ATTITUDE.... AND IS NOT A WASTE OF TIME... IS A LULL FOR ALL YOU "GUNG HO" DUDES TO REFLECT IN THE REALITY OF YOUR OWN MEAGER AND POINTLESS EXISTENCE.... BY THE WAY, I AM NOT A "FOBBIT"..... MAYBE YOU SHOULD BECOME ONE...

Anonymous said...

The troops who spend long days "outside the wire" on combat and peacekeeping missions in simmering Humvees and heavy body armor taunt their counterparts inside the bases by calling them "fobbits."

The name comes from combining the military abbreviation for a Forward Operating Base, or FOB, with the short, pointy-eared hobbits from J.R.R. Tolkien's "Lord of the Rings" trilogy.