Active Duty Again, Russia Interrogations, and Abu G

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
Sooooooooooooooooo
Weirdness.
LOTS of weirdness.
The latest personal news of interest if you will (professionally speaking)is the PERSCOM (Personnel Command) order issued mid-month, ALARACT 017/2024.

Now, a lot of you heard about the whole ‘recalling retirees’ ‘cos Levithan, or at least the DotMil can’t recruit anyone worth a fuck anymore. So they, the powers that be, knew with the same certainty that the Sun will rise in the East, that the newly reformed DotMil, made up of primarily the 69th Intersectional/Transvestite (They/Them) Dildo Brigade ain’t gonna be worth a fuck against Ivan-The-Combat-Proven-Bear.

Which is what the plan is currently that -I- can tell.

War that is.

This new notification is being called:

The “UTILIZATION OF THE ARMY RETIREE RECALL PROGRAM”

Better know it as as the “Put Old Bastards Back In Boots” Program which is what -I’m- calling it. POPIB has a bit of a ‘ring’ to it amiright? Maybe it’ll stick.

Illustration Courtesy of Mark Baker

He was who I collaborated with while he did the heavy lifting and illustrated the Charlie Mike Comix that I was so privileged to participate in… Lord knows my coming up with the 69th Intersection Dildo Brigade suck like a pure-dee motherfucker… I just wish I’d trademarked it LOL…

So. According to him, the ALARACT is purely voluntary.
So, I guess they’re not actively headhunting bodies.
Not like the Krainian Klownkar Kids are doing as of late.
Not yet leastways.
That, of course, will be subject to change.

Now, my reason for this discussion outside of the ‘normal’ stuff that I cover at this place? Well, reading it over, and finding out that it’s an ugly, all volunteer thing? Well, according to a subsection in the PDF:

4.B.3.C. (U) SOLDIERS RETIRED FOR DISABILITY (CATEGORY III: INCLUDES RETIREES FOR DISABILITY OR ANY RETIREE OVER THE AGE OF 60), AS AGE OR DISABILITY MAY NOT BE THE SOLE BASIS FOR EXCLUDING A RETIRED SERVICEMEMBER.

ALARACT 017/2024 “UTILIZATION OF THE ARMY RETIREE RECALL PROGRAM”

Yeah, Dat Me.

Seems -I- might be eligible to go back in boots.
At 54.
And according to Mark,
NO PT Requirement to start with
NO Evaluations

I shit you not… I discussed it at length w/Gretchen today and tonight… that being said, I’m going to go down to a recruiter when we get done with Gretchen’s treatments here. I’ve got a couple of things that ‘tickle’ the brain, but TBH, besides my own personal love of hearing the ‘clarion call’ of the bugle, and ‘the clatter of Musketry’ there is a serious consideration that I need to look at… that is Gretchen’s well being.

People say Tricare totally sucks.

To a point I agree… However… is that I think that the opinion varies on a case-by-case basis. My case? A positive IMO? Spawn #1 was born at FT Hood TX. , and had some very minor issues that needed monitoring… specifically, as he was coming out of the birth canal, they put a teeny-tiny lil heart monitor needle into his scalp, to keep a close watch on his heart rate, as Xwife had been in labor a loooong minute, and they wanted to keep Spawn #1 on close observation.

Problem was they hit an itty-bitty capillary, which of course started bleeding… the issue was it made a pretty large-ish subdermal hematoma… and unfortunately no one did anything about it, as they figured it, or rather NORMALLY the blood would reabsorb or something? Not sure, but for a few months, the Spawn had a big black-and-blue blood filled bruise on his squash as a newborn.

The problem stemmed from that while the color of it, the black and blue? that faded right out. HOWEVER the problem was that said ‘hematoma’?

Fucking thing calcified.
Like bone man.

Which, even after I got out, for six months the pediatrician at Hanscom Air Force Base still treated and observed the boy up until everything came out that long term, the boy was going to be fine AF. The major concern was IF the calcification had ended up solidifying and crossing/being on top on one of the cranial growth plates in his nugget, it –might-have caused him an issue.

Instead, he sort of ‘grew into it’ so to speak. Unless you run a hand over his upper hairline, you can’t even tell it’s there. As a lil ‘un, it was (for a while) visible. That went away by the time he was 2.5 years really… Now… The hysterical part of it, was his Pediatrician, an Air Force Light Bird (Lt. Col.) who was monitoring his grape?

Well, ALL that exceptionally large (for an infant) bruise/now-calcified bone? Let me tell you what the Colonel told us… he literally told me that Spawn #1, in that 4 cm by about 3.7cm spot…. well… Let me give you the “normal averages” for skull bone thickness

According to standard, the skull bone is about between 6.6 to 7.5mm in thickness normally. Per the American Medical Association: “The average thickness of skull bones for men (frontal: 7.8 mm; parietal: 9.6 mm; occipital: 10.1 mm; temporal: 6 mm)”

Spawn #1?

His skull, at the point of Calcification, according to the docs of the time, is over a centimeter in thickness at some points (1.1cm). And The thickest point (at the time) was like 1.5cm+, which is like between 10mm and 15mm in thickness overall.

Besides inheriting his hardheadedness from me (personality wise), according to the Doc, and I remember it almost verbatim: “Your boy could probably take a 230 grain .45 to the grape in that spot, and literally shake it off. That being said, he should avoid such activities that might put him in a position that he’d need this “superpower”.

Yeah… That’s what the Colonel called it… A Superpower LOL.

A good definition for the boy… “Major Hardhead”
As he sure as hell is, what being Irish AND Italian. I miss him…

But MY experience w/Tricare?
Never had a negative.
Add on that anything is better than the current Obamamessiahcare/Notcare Shit-Notinsurance
(Hit the donate button if you can)

Soooooooooooo…. To Be?
Or Not To Be?
Active duty or not?

I know, I know… Leviathan = Evil Evil…

I’m Well Aware of the Negatives
I’m Also Aware of SOME of the Positives

One of which, God help me, besides taking care of Gretchen is Adriana. The thing is that the DotMil does not play when it comes to custody cases. Seen it myself back in the day… the DotMil JAG (when they aren’t trying to throw enlisted men under the bus or give occifers passes for crimes that -normally- would warrant if not the death penalty, then a loooong prison sentence,) they tend to be a bit ‘exuberant’ in dealing with custody cases… especially when going up against corrupt courts like WE had been dealing with. That and the whole “power of Federal Law” thing IF something isn’t “kosher” like oh-so-many aspects of our custody case was…

That and it’d be FREE for them to be unleashed… Even worse than the Dogs of War is a Horde of Lawyers… as Archie Bunker once said: “I got 3 Jew Lawyers that’ll gnaw you down to the bone… Rubinovitz, Rubinowits, and Son”

Oops…
Better Self Police:

Decisions, Decisions.

Now, otherwise…

So funny how ALL the ‘players’ in NATO are soooo absolute in their determination that ISIS-K is responsible for the whole Crocus Killfest… these being, as pointed out by OH SO MANY that these assholes who still can’t with a certainty, just WHO THE FUCK Blew up Nordstream Nord!?!

Inquiring minds Aye?
Lets just look at the basic facts:
Bunch of shooters caught. Most openly admit to being paid gunsels. Me? I dug the quick interrogation they did…

Annnnnnnnnnnnnd the problem with this is?
Works for me.

How I wish we had the ability in Iraq and Afghanistan, never mind in Guantanamo Bay to utilize such hardcore tactics, we sure AF would have gotten better Intel in a faaar more timely matter, and significantly more effective… sounds harsh, but maaaan… as I was telling Doc Samizdat today:

Having seen some of these perpetrators eye-to-fucking-eye, and doing the “full tilt skull-fuck boogie” with some of them, and getting a ‘feel’ and ‘read’ on some of them? Well… barbarism is ALL they understand, and at the level we’re talking about it’s some 11th Century Shit.

Shit that we supposedly left behind.
Shit that made weak men into insanely hard men

People talk about Combat These days!?!

All I can counter with is the timeframe that these guys are thinking about and trying like hell to emulate is when the swords were made of fucking primitive Iron weapons. OLD School. The Sack of Baghdad in 1258+/-… BIG Slaughter. The Mongols wiped out anywhere from 250,000 Hajjis to upwards of 2 million, depending on sources. (The Muj were the ones who really hyped the numbers, so much so to get the -other- Muj out there to realize the danger in dealing with the Mongol Hordes…. ) anyways…

As it goes, sticking a blade into someone is exceptionally personal and excessively violent. Especially in light of the “Modern Push Button Era”. Waaaaay to impersonal and easy to push a button, pull a trigger… WAY too many fuckers these days have never seen blood in the quantities that I speak of… never mind the –smell– of a fucker dumping his bowels after you either stabbed him to death, or slit his throat (kidney shots w/a KBAR are effective from my understanding, according to a friend)

So yeah, these 11th Century Throwback? Yeah they love modern weapons and toys, but don’t doubt for one fucking second that they’d have an issue killing you gruesomely and with what they have on hand…

There’s a reason we kept them shackled like motherfuckers when we were interviewing and or moving them for -whatever- reason. Those fuckers are still in the “dangerous/crazy” category IMO.

And BTW: As far as the outcry about the Russian Prisoner in Question? Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah….

I checked and supposedly, they’re using the money raised to help out with a victims fund.

Personally, I’d go for a castration shot, and auction off one of his balls in preservative. Of course I’ve always been told that I tend to ‘lean in’ a bit more harshly when it comes to various methodologies, hence why rarely did I lead an interrogation, but usually played “the heavy” when needed.

A funny one from Abu Ghraib.
Now, this was after the “scandal” so everyone was on their absolute best behavior as EVERYONE knew the “Eyes Of The World” were potentially on us, as well as well, just fucking everyone and it was a shitshow because of it… One of the days I was there, they had a ‘tough guy’ who they were having trouble getting info out of… Lord knows the interrogators did their damnedest.

While I was there dropping off some supplies (the monthly run’ which was part of my gig,) they asked for a little help from the Resident Big Country. Considering I’m big by Untied States standards, I was a fucking monster in size to the Haj. So the guys and gals wanted me to help. They had me put on my CACI Polo and my CACI ball cap. Now for those not-in-the-know, CACI got thrown under the bus by the DoD and -we- caught the blame for the Abu G horseshit.

They set it up by putting him in a standard room, chained to a chair, shackled at the ankles, sitting at a plain table, and a prepared wooden chair (more on that in a few) set across from him. Now, the interrogator went in, and started questioning the guy. I’m not going to go into specifics, but it was a female, which was highly disconcerting for a Male in a Male-centric/Patriarchal Arabic Society, and that always put the weird on them. Even worse when the girl in question looked like an All-American Cheerleader, but spoke 4-5 variants of Arabic, never mind other languages.

Seriously… Ended up being good friends w/ her and her Husband. They were (are? not sure as to status now) a hell of a team, with her doing the translation(s) and him being the Intel Squirrel/Analyst… she was a fucking language prodigy. Like insane skills. I literally watched her learn Italian in less than 2 weeks. She met a member of the Italian Carabineri, (Italian Special Police… like Dago SF) and had them and a few others over for one of my BBQs for some ribs. Nice guys… She then had them back a couple of more times, downloaded some tutorials, and no shit, went from barely speaking Italian to ‘combat speed’ Conversational in less than 2 weeks… blew my and the Dagos collective minds TBH… anyways.

The chair was for me. But not to sit in. It was ‘rigged’ so to speak. Couple of screws were taken out… for reasons I’ll tell you about. Thing was, there was a clock ticking… my understanding was they knew this guy –might– have some Intel we needed that could save lives. Soooo Ms. All American went in, and did her thing. Grilled him pretty well, but he still wasn’t talking. After about two hours, she told Mister AQI (Al Qaeda in Iraq) that since he was being so uncooperative, that she’d have to send in a “Specialist from CACI”

Understand post-Scandal, CACI had a exceptionally fucked up reputation with the locals. We were ALL torturers, murderers, rapists, child-eaters and kidnappers… hell I think at one point the rumor was we sacrificed ‘good Muslims’ to Pagan Gods and cannibalized their hearts for power and profit. That and we were all Jewish.

Literally a guy in a CACI shirt and Hat?
Shaitan Come-To-Life.
Literally The Devil.

Her last comment to the Asshole In Question was something along the lines of “My large friend is very upset you refuse to answer any questions… nest of luck, and Insh’Allah, you might survive IF you come clean…” Or words to that effect. <y Arabic isn’t that good, but yeah, the door opened on that, and as I said, in I went.

All 350 pounds of me. I went in >Screaming< at full fucking volume, in a fair Drill Sergeant Imitation at the top of my lungs right in his face. Point fucking blank. Spittle all over his grill… Hitting my hands, nay, slamming them on the table top… Ranting… Raving… Red Faced, Veins Bulging.

When I went in initially, guy looked nervous. Who wouldn’t?

When I started my Tirade, Ranting and Raving, he significantly paled. Started Shaking.

Then, when I grabbed the chair across from him (my ‘prop’ so to speak) and ripped it apart with my bare hands, >CRRRRAAAACCCCKKKK!!!!< he literally pissed all over himself.

I even think he might have shit himself… the piss was obvious. The shit-smell came after a few. When he pissed though, it looked and sounded like a horse cutting loose… ALL over the chair and literally splashing all over the concrete floor… THAT caused me trouble in that I was -still- ostensibly was supposed be in “Rage-Beast Mode” and when he had his catastrophic “blow out(s)” I almost started laughing my ass off… (I’ll also say I was surprised, as it also meant the fucker was well hydrated, as it was like July/August in Iraq and -I- had trouble being able to piss anything other than maple syrup I swear)

So fighting off the giggles, I got interrupted by Miss AA shortly after the chair came apart I think… I was waving the leg around like a big ole club, and the Haj as soon as the chair came apart started screaming and babbling a mile a minute. All American came in, and relieved me of the improvised club, and a MP carrying a new chair, which was promptly and professionally put across from Mr. Haj, who was staring in terror at me the whole time at me, while speaking the absolute fastest Arabic or whatever the fuck he was saying, as I had literally no clue… Miss All American was nodding as she sat down, broke out a notepad, and I was dismissed…

Guess it worked… leastways that’s what I was told later when I did my writeup. EVERYTHING was written up mind you. Never laid a hand on the dude, but head games? Yeah, that’s allowable… we were ‘coloring within the lines’ so to speak.

So, got to bounce… ANOTHER Full Day or Ten ahead of us. Plus Work. Prayers out again for Dirk’s Gran, may she be healed and watched over. Again also, Gretchen and I both love and appreciate all y’all for everything y’all have done and continue to do.

So More Later
Big Country