I'd like to introduce a good friend, and former team-mate Mitch Utterback. We served together in Iraq during the period this blog was interesting. Mitch has just returned from the front-lines of Mosul after being embedded with some of the very units he helped advise.
If you're interested in seeing what's really going on, keep your eye on Mitch - where other reporters simply reprint hearsay and misrepresentations, I think we'll be seeing a lot of on the ground reporting from a guy who knows what it's like to be in combat.
Nuff said, check him out in his own words, and follow him below:
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Introducing Mitch Utterback - Former SF Officer and War Reporter
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Labels: combat reporting, Iraq, media, recommendation, vets, war_story
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Iraqis revel in poetic justice of instructor blowing up aspiring suicide bombers
When suicide bombing is your primary weapon, intelligence is a top requirement.
http://news.nationalpost.com/2014/02/11/it-shows-how-stupid-they-are-iraqis-revel-in-poetic-justice-of-instructor-blowing-up-aspiring-suicide-bombers/
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Catching up
I had lunch with my old Team Sergeant this week. It was good to see him and we spent a good deal of time discussing where everyone was and what they were up to. Some times I really miss the camaraderie and all the cool stuff like jumping out of planes and shooting shit.
When he told me about all crap he was dealing with though I remembered why I'm out. I think there is something fundamental wrong and broken in the Officer/Enlisted class structure, but I don't really have a recommendation to fix it.
Cinco de Mayo is coming up, and it will be the 5th anniversary of the day we got on a plane in Baghdad and left Iraq. I thought this year I would finally get to writing about the Battle of Basrah (or BOB as we affectionately called it), but I guess it was too soon.
The following is the last entry from my journal while in country, and nicely illustrates the kind of characters we had on our team.
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Friday, March 22, 2013
The B Team
The following is a concept pitch I was working on with a publisher, but it went nowhere so I am just going to put it out there for your enjoyment. This is a work of fiction.
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Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Update and such
Well it has been a long time old friends. After getting prodded, cajoled, threatened, etc I am going to try to get to this a little more often. More often than never I suppose is setting a low bar for myself, but what the hell it's my blog.
For anyone who is interested, things have been pleasantly normal for the most part. I have had a few health problems not least of the shoulder for which I had surgery in 2008, but most of you already new that. I have also been diagnosed with Reactive Airway Disease from what I can only guess was expose to all the crap in the air in Iraq. Sounds worse than it is and seems easily treatable. I also came down with some bad abdominal issues late last year - I had been having some trouble during Iraq and upon my return, but then I also had to go to India for work about a month before things got really bad.
So after a long slog and nothing clear coming from any of the tests, the docs says I have Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Nice, what part of me isn't irritable? No matter. Enough blabber, next up I am going to work a little humor related to my Bosnia tour. I figure I few posts on that shitshow should warm me up for some Iraq stories. And I'll trust CI Roller will keep me honest about it.
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Labels: Update
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Gathering Storm 2008
February - March 2008, Basra, Iraq - news headlines that didn't get much coverage until after the fact.
- Growing violence in Basra, security situation in question.
- Criminal gangs taking control of commerce in port city.
- British forces deny increase in violence.
- Iraqi police in Basra rumored to be told to "stay in barracks" by militia.
- Women in Basra beheaded for "immodesty" for not wearing hijab.
- Children playing soccer executed for "playing games of the infidel."
- Street markets empty, people fearful of going out.
While pressure built on Prime Minister al-Maliki to act to contain the violence, the British operation in Iraq since PM Blair left office amounted to little but a PR operation to hide the fact that they had failed the people of Basra. Moving the British draw-down forward was a critical political consideration in London, and so Coalition forces tried hard to avoid having to act.
The factions took over entire units of the police force, and maneuvered their members into key positions in the government and state-run Southern Oil Co. Some also beat and killed unveiled women in a city once regarded as a liberal, intellectual center. And all are implicated in smuggling millions of dollars' worth of oil, while the city is bereft of basic services such as electricity and clean water.The clouds had gathered and were heavy with vengeance and anger. The storm was about to break and rain down hell on the city of Basra, as it's people huddle in their homes and begged for someone to help them......
The vicious rivalry has resulted in periodic gunfights. But British officials say 90% of the violence is directed against them.
That, they argue, is the key difference between Basra and Baghdad. If British troops were taken out, what would be left is a mafia-style conflict for economic and political leverage, rather than the sectarian killing that is tearing Baghdad and other areas.
"This is Palermo, not Beirut," said one senior British officer, who asked not to be identified.
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Labels: Battle of Basra 2008, Iraq, war_story
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter Infidels - Whoomp
This Easter I am quite happy to be at home for a quiet day with the wife and kids. Last Easter was very different, and it was the start of a series of events that led to a big drop off in my writing. Actually, it all begins a few days before Easter, but that will wait, because since it is Easter I want to recount what it was like for us last year.
We had recently made a big capture and a significant haul in XXXX[insurgent group] ordinance to include rockets, mortars, ammo, etc. - but the real shocker was the plates and explosives to make over 200 EFPs. This was a major blow and threatened to undo a lot of back-channel bridge building that we had been working on for months. But our message was clear - come into the open and join the political process, or we will continue to support and encourage Iraqi Forces to hammer you. Losing the EFPs was really bad for XXXX[insurgent group], because they were provided by Iran, and losing them means answer to their Iranian masters.
But more later, the point for this story is we had surprised them, and there had been no response. Odd really, because they usually made a show of tit-for-tat. Our catch was a big deal on our side, so much so that we were responding to RFIs from Gen P, plus having to deal with all the fighting over who should get credit for the intel, for the catch, etc. Fact is we were happy to let our conventional Brothers take as much credit as they wanted, the real issue was ensuring our Iraqis got credit so that we could boost their profile and get them more funding.
Quick backstory - the MOI felt that the unit we were training was too politically independent, too close to the Americans, and they didn't like the outspoken General in command. The Ministry had been trying to starve them of beans and bullets to make them complie. Our hope was to get them enough, what I call fuck you money, and top-line press coverage that the GOI would be forced into better support.
So what did this mean for your faithful correspondent? Lots of fucking paperwork, RFIs from Group, RFIs from the Iraqis, RFIs for the 101st, RFIs from the S2 who was blind to our original reasons for the mission. And several, shall we say, "sit-downs" in the family style, with CO over just exactly where did I get my info.
From my journal entry of that day:
23 MAR 2008 - EasterI was in my rack about 45 minutes, I was in that nether state between wake and sleep when
There has been quite a bit of interest in the HVI and I spend most of the day trying to get back to people and tie different threads together, go thru his XXXX, DOCEX and such. I spent hours answering RFI from people I couldn't get to return my e-mails putting this all together, and now everyone is trying to either cover their fourth point of contact, or claim it was their idea. Ugggghh, I need to lie down because I have a massive headache and am tired.
WHOOMP!!
a concussion I more felt than heard jarred me up and I was on feet and moving before my concious mind was able to catch with what was going on.
WHOOMP, WHOOMP, WHOOMP-WHOOMP
These coming in close to each other, usually it was a WHOOMP......WHOOMP.....WHOOMP, you could almost picture the hajji dropping one, grabbing another, holding....drop, WHOOMP. But there are at least two tubes firing, I can't see a damn thing, but I know my route well by now. I peer in the bunker -
WHOOMPWHOOMPWHOOMP
- damn it there must be three tubes firing. Some of the guys are in there, the Capt'n and my Linguist. "Terp M", as we called him, is already on the phone - I think to myself he's come a long way. He finally realizes I need him talking to people right away instead of running around like a .. well you get it.
WHOOMPWHOOMP..WHOOMP
God damn, these guys staying out there, I hope there's some birds in the area to smoke 'em. Usually these pop a few and run so we can't a fix, but these coming consistently, the TOC's gotta have a fix on 'em.
WHOOMPWHOOMPWHOOOMP
Shit, these sound closer than usual (they weren't - it turned out they firing 81mm at us instead of the 60mm they usually did). Capt'n - "GOD DAMN, SOMEBODY WANTS TO KIIILL ME!!!!" We can't help but laugh. The barrage went on for a long time, turned out not be the only one in Iraq at the moment, but we did get hit with the most, and for a tiny little firebase - it was a significant message that they pissed the fuck off....and they were only getting started.
We found out later that at almost the same moment, the Green Zone was getting well wishes from Iran.
Happy Easter Infidel.
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