<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 04 Sep 2024 13:42:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>WWII</category><category>gates</category><category>&#39;</category><category>Benny Goodman</category><category>Death</category><category>General Casey</category><category>Ginger Rogers</category><category>Glen Island Casino</category><category>Iraq. McCain</category><category>Public tv</category><category>Reasoner</category><category>Richard Ketchum</category><category>Rooney</category><category>Rowayton</category><category>World War II</category><category>age and dying</category><category>big bands</category><category>bush</category><category>cheney</category><category>churchill</category><category>condoleesa rice</category><category>frank pace</category><category>old movies</category><category>saddam hussein</category><category>the 1930s</category><category>viet name</category><title>Reflections of a World War II Vet</title><description>Thoughts, musings, reflections and a sharp eye on the current state of our political affairs......</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-568216870093678004</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 19:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-16T14:45:15.687-05:00</atom:updated><title>Worse Than in the Old Days? Part I</title><description>My elders used to say that everything was going to hell and that it wasn&#39;t like that in the old days. Whether it was jazz music we were playing or the fact that we used rough lanquage or that our manners were not quite up to speed. That is the reason that in my advancing age I am slightly hesitant to say that the moral and ethical climate and standards in the United States has sunk to a new low, lead by, but by no means confined to, the deadbeats in the Bush administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few examples in recent day: there is &quot;Going, Going....&quot; Gonzales - little Alberto testifying before Congrass that he knew nothing about the plan to remove a number of U.S Attornets across the country It turns out that his Chief of Staff briefed him regularly on this subject over a period of months. There were also e-mails to and from Harriet Myers ( before her abortive run at the Supreme Court) that spell out his knowledge of this plan. Some of the e-mails unfortunately have been &quot;lost&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Wolfowitz ( who was not awarded the Medal of Freedom as was George Tenet, but instead was sent over to the World Bank ( tax free substantial salary) to make sure World Bank subsubdies went to nations who toodied up to George Bush. Wolfie also wanted to clean up favoritism and individual corruption at the Bank, but conveniently forgot that these standards also would apply to him. So when he participated in arranging a new job and a very high salary for his girl friend, he first denied he had anything to do with this.&lt;br /&gt;Another bald face lie which he had to retract very quickly. In my view Wolfie is &quot;toast&quot; altho the mechanics of removing him may take a few weeks..........At least Joe Bolton (who as Bush appointee as Ambassador to the UN showed again Bush&#39; contempt for all international institutions and agreements) stuck by his own nutty ideas of not talking to countries like Iran and North Korea. Bolton was described by one of his colleagues in the State Department as a &quot;kiss up. kick down &quot; kind of a guy. A new and valuable description of certain people we have all had to deal with from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t belief it was like this in the old days. We had FDR as President for thirteen years and there was hardly any scandal in high places. Sumner Wells, a very high official in the State Department , was said to be &#39;gay&quot; - altho that word had not yet been corrupted, and was said to have had an affair with a Pullman porter and was thereafter sidelined. One can&#39;t imagine Henry Stimson or George Marshal or the &quot;the old curmudgeon&quot;, Harold Ickes being caught in any kind of lie. Henry Stimson once said that gentlemen did not read other gentlemen&#39;s mail and there fore disapproved of some intelligence techniques. It really wasn&#39;t this bad in the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the Vice President. Tim Russert asked him if he had spoken to his close associate Sootter Libby since he had been convicted of a felony and , many people think, had lied to protect Cheney. No, he had not spoken to his old associate. There&quot;wasn&#39;t any reason to&quot;. That is not a matter of ethics; it is a matter of decent human conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But move on from Government. You remember Enron and the likes. And now find out that many respected companies are accused of and some have admitted pre-dating stock options so the option holder could not just make a little money, but make a real killing and a sure thing. Now have Halliburton and the non-competitive contracts to do work in Iraq and than on top of that double-billing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally - for now - the Universities are far from scandal free. Administrators bought and sometimes asccepted as gifts stock in one of the companies providing student loans -as clear a conflict of interest as one can imagine. It was easy for them to give the company a preferred postion. We have not seen that last of this one by a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then - not quite in the same category - is the CEO of Ford who got paid 28 million dollars for four months work. This may not be stealing, but only because the common law under which we operate could not imagine such a deed. To be continued ----Part One</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/04/worse-than-in-old-days-part-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-7549044296881752628</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-20T19:45:21.162-05:00</atom:updated><title>Commuting to NYC in the 1960s</title><description>I the 1950s and 60s when we WW2  vetswere making our way in the worlf I was living in Norwalk, Connecicut and working New York city.  It took quite a long time to get to work.  I would get up at 6:15 am  and rush to get the 7:11 train to New York . No breakfast, a cup of coffee on the train, get another hour of sleep before the train pulled in. But in those days the New Haven railroad was on the rocks and it was never certain when we would arrive.......But that was nothing compared to the trip home. I would rush to catch the 6:01 train and sometimes make it. If not, the next train was the 7:02 which meant getting home  too late to see the kids  IF the train was on time , which it seldom was&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bar car on the train and on the 7:02 it was filled with the advertising crowd going to Westport in full flight having had a couple of shots before boarding. The bar car was so crowded  and so filled with smoke you could barely see one end of the car to the other. Everyone in high gear and particularly on Fridays nights after a long week it was a sight to behold. Often in those days the train was very late  and it was never certain when we would arrive at the Darien station. When we got there, some forgot to get off  and since we had no cell phones,  we could not tell our wives who we hoped would be meeting us when we might arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the begining of the commuters&#39; weekend. All the pent up energies of the work week disolved into Saturday night parties - filled with much booze and intermigling among the wives and women friends who had been home taking care of the kids and had their own pentup desires. One night I remember the train broke down in Rye and we decided to leave the train and get a rental car in Rye and made it home much before the train got there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the night that the lights went out in NYC. I was walking to Grand Central when all went black. But I was right near a Hertz car rental. I got the last car  they had and got home much to the surprise of my family who figured a I was blackedout in NYC! They thought I was pretty smart!! I hear that the trains now do run on time and that it is a much easier commute, but we wnt through a ten year period that made every trip a new event. But somehow at the time it all seemed part of the game.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/02/commuting-to-nyc-in-1960s.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-4332017902418646487</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 11:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-03T06:49:32.580-05:00</atom:updated><title>Courage</title><description>&lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;I had a call from an old pal that i went through WW2 with. We didn&#39;t talk about the War . We talked about our health and the horrible situation in Iraq and how this miserable leadership has put our dear country in such an impossible situation. But he made me think about courage because my friend at the height of the battle of &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Cassino&lt;/span&gt; in the Italian campaign had a German shell explode about ten feet from the jeep he was driving and his Lieutenant and friend sitting &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;besdide&lt;/span&gt; him in a jeep was hit right through the stomach and &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; in his arms about 30 minutes later. My friend was untouched thanks to the Jeep motor which &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;deflected&lt;/span&gt; the blast. But two weeks later my friend was back in his ambulance on or near the front line doing his job. That is &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now in our old age --85 years old - we need and hope to have courage again - a different kind - to fight old age and the &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;deterioration&lt;/span&gt; of some of our faculties and not be discouraged by our own situation and the situation of our country for which we did our part back then.. My friend carries his oxygen tank with him and continues to lead a full life , interested in all his activities. He carries the scars of that war with him, but to see him and talk with him you&#39;d never know abut the past. War, when you have really been in it, does damage all through your life which you have to cope with. Churchill said: Courage is the most &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; quality. It insures the rest, With it you can cope and go forward and do your job.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/02/courage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-5186676011917346848</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-20T14:41:55.085-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Benny Goodman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">big bands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ginger Rogers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Glen Island Casino</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">old movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richard Ketchum</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the 1930s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WWII</category><title>Gosh, we were lucky</title><description>&quot;A tinkling piano in the next apartment&lt;br /&gt;                  A stumbling word that told you what my heart meant&lt;br /&gt;                   O, how the ghost of you clings&lt;br /&gt;                   These foolish things remind me of you&quot;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The words of the song come back so easily from fifty or more years ago and remind me of the 1930s when my genration grew up == just in time to be drafted or to volunteer for the Armed Services to help fight the war against the Nazis and the Japanese. Some might say we were unlucky , but most of us did not feel that way. We wanted to be part of  The Great Crusade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     But in another sense we were very lucky. The 1930s was a time when movies and radio and  recordplayers were just coming into their own and were changing popular culture, and we in this country had the best of many , many talented song writers, bands, singers and dancers.. I&#39;ll put my personal favorites in parentheses - Cole Porter (Night and Day); Harold Arlen ( Paper Moon);  Ira and George Gershin ( you name it ), Irving Berlin, Jerome Kerns (A Fine Romance); Rogers and Hart ( I didn&#39;t know what time it was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    How lucky can you be to have grown up with the great bigbands: Benny Goodman, Tommy Dorsey, Artie Shaw,  Duke Ellington, Bunny Berigan and so on. Any middle class guy could take his girl to hear them play and dance the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....The Glen Island Casino in Rye, New York was about forty miles from where I lived with my family and as soon as I was sixteen and had my drivers License, I could take the family car, pick up my girl and listen and dance to one of those great bands and get home by 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Now that we have been through ( or are going through the horrors of  &quot;rap&quot;)  how good those old songs sound. In &quot;these foolish things&quot; I could not remember the ending of one line, but my wife of fifty years easily supplied it. They were wistful songs. You had either lost your girl or weren&#39;t making any progrees with her or you imagined  she was Ginger Rogers and you were dancing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The we went off to war and it all changed. But the memories stayed and undoubtedly helped carry us through some tough spots. Today whe we see a rerun on tv of  Fred and Ginger these old feeling come back and we can remember that special kiss when the band  started &quot; Goodnight Sweetheart&quot; and the lights went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of all this when I recently picked up one of my alltime favorite history books - &quot;The Borrowed Years 1938-1941&quot; by Richard Ketchum. A marvelous picture of the social and political life in the United States in the years between Munich and Pearl Harbor. Get it if you have not read it.  It is truly the way it was for many of us who lived it.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/01/gosh-we-were-lucky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-5577068405717155685</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T13:19:07.975-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gates</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General Casey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iraq. McCain</category><title>Disaster repeated</title><description>Apparently the president is going to recommend sending additional combat troops to Iraq. Have we learned nothing from the past? If we do that, the reaction of the Arab world will be:   Invasion #2. We told you that the US meant to stay in Iraq and secure the oil and remake our world in the image of the US......Woodrow Wilson&#39;s phrase &quot;Make the world safe of democracy&quot; will again lead us down the garden path to further disaster.  We can only hope that the Democrats and a number of Republicans  will oppose any such plan . I see that McCain is now ataching a number of caveats  to his approval and I believe that even his modified position will finish his chances of the Republican nomination.  The Generals on the scene oppose it, but the President goes ahead even though he has been telling us for years that he takes his cue from those on the spot. I pray and hope that &quot;the country&quot; in whtever form will rise up and put a stop to any such plan. Too bad we can&#39;t do what they do in the corporate world and with unsuccessful football coaches - give him a huge bonus and the boot.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/01/disaster-repeated.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-1819139128565970183</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-02T09:16:20.019-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age and dying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">World War II</category><title>Death and Dying</title><description>Here i am in my middle 80s and yet I am startled and of course very sad when one of my contemporaries dies. This weekend I lost two old buddies that I have known for more than 60 years and more intimately the last 5-6 years than when we were in college. What business did you have , dying like that ? And you did not tell me in advance so that we  could reminisce about the good times and the ups and downs of our respective lives.    One of them took a bad fall and cracked his head and the subsequent operaration could not save him -- I just can&#39;t believe that that ebbulient, lively, optimistic spirit is no long with us.........................we WWII Vets are fast going. I want to hang in there very badly and see my daughters through their problems and my grandchildren  strike out on their own. I am not a careful person, but I am trying reform and drive more slowly and walk more carefully and get plenty of sleep. Let&#39;s hope that works. I particularly want to get through to the Fall when Ken Burns&#39; 14 hour documentary on WWII - called THE WAR - is on public tv.....................A modest hope and one that I am sure I will fulfill. As sure as one can be about anything in this uncertain life.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2007/01/death-and-dying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-8593352680952274136</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-26T16:21:53.969-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Public tv</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reasoner</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rooney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rowayton</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WWII</category><title>A Television Dinner at Andy&#39;s</title><description>Back in 1969 or 1070 I had just become involved in public television as the chief aide to Frank Pace who had been appointed by President Johnson as the first Chairman of the Board of the Corporation for Public Broadcasting - this was time of the real beginning of what we now know of as pulic tv. We were living in Rowayton , Connecitcut, a wonderful, almost unspoiled town on the Long IslandSound. This small town was notable among the other suburbs as having a number of writers , painters, journalists and a playwright. Jimmy Ernst, Gabor Peterdi, Harry Marinsk , Dick Griffiths among others....It wasn&#39;t an expensive place to live or rent in those days and some of the artists of all kinds in my generation were beginning to come into their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Andy Rooney -  at that time either with CBS or NBC I don&#39;t remeber which - lived about five miles from our house with his wife Marg who taught my kids at the local elementary  school.  One summer night  Andy and Marg invited us to a small dinner party at their house.  On arrival I was pleaed to see that one of the other guesta was Harry Reasoner who was  further advanced in his career and had already made a considerable mark as a television journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Everything was very pleasant through the cocktail hour, but during dinner Harry made, what seemed to ne. a violent attack on public television.  He said that government had no business getting involved in Tv - whether it was news or entertainment and  surely no journalist  who was getting paid directly or indirectly with Federal money could be counted on to give unbiased reports. I took strong exception to this point of view and the argument got quite out of hand to the somewhat embarrassment of the other guests....But before leaving it calmed down and we all shook hands amiocably, at least on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The nest morning  about ten o&#39;clock I was in my office at WNET/Thirteen , the NYC public tv station, when a messenger arrived with Harry&#39;s card and a short note which read: &quot;Ward, last night I broke the cardinal rule of Fairfield County. I discussed a serious subject after more than two martinis. Plse accept my apologies.&quot;.. I have always thought that was such a gracious act on Harry&#39;s part. In one form or other, I have used it on two occasions in the past  forty years of dinner parties when I felt I had perhaps gone too far. Some people, I am sure, would say that I might  have used it on more than the two occasions. In succeeding years I got to know Harry and much admired him........This incident came to mind  over the weekend as I was watching on C-Span a remarkale interview with Andy Rooney during which he talk about many of his interestiing experiences in WWII.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2006/12/television-dinner-at-andys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-7565320808919458560</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-22T13:59:16.210-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">&#39;</category><title>Churchill: The 19th Century man who saved the Western Wold in the 29th Century</title><description>Here  are two descriptions of Winston Churchill that I particularly: like:The first is from the opening paragraph of  Manchester&#39;s second volume on Churchill entitled &quot;Alone&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &quot; There ( Chartwell) among the eighty  sheltering acres of beech, oak, lime and chesnut stands the singular country home of England&#39;s most singular  statesman, a brilliant, domineering, intuitive, inconsiderate, self-centered,emotional, generous, ruthless, visionary,  a meglomaniacle and heroic genius who inspirese fear, devotion , rage  and admiration among his pees. At the very least he is the greatest Englisman since Disraeli, who grapples with the future because he alone can se it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this from a review of manchester&#39;s book in the Washington Post and I am ashamed to say I can&#39;t remember the author although I knew him at the time&#39;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &quot;As for the man himself, both these books offer rich testamony to his genius. Churchill was not only great as a man of affairs; he was the complete and tounded person - as poetic as rational,as visionary as practical, as imaginative as he was sturdy. Interga vitae might have been the moto of his life. He conbined artistry with hardheadedness and magnanimity with sturdiness. He really believed in the missions of what he called &quot;Christendom&quot; and &quot; the English speaking people&quot;. In the years covered by these volumes he wrote his two volume life of the first Duke of Marlborough, his famous ancestor. published six volumes of war memoirs, the first volume of which sold a quarter of a million copies in one day and made him a fortune. He won a Nobel prize for literature ( none was so richly deserved). He exhibited his paintinga at the Royal Academy abd the Tate Galleries. All the time he fondly tended his goldfish, pigs, cats, swans and race horses and proved himself a gifted farmer and brick layer - and devoted friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         More than a quarter of a century after his death the memory is unfaded.  The&quot;great man&quot; theory of history has given way of late to various mechanistic and  and material and determanistic explanations of human behavior and events. But unless human nature changes  some future emergency   will bring the heroic temper and spirit into demand and  readers will be drawn to the story of Winston Churchill to find its ultimate human measure. &quot;Remember,&quot; he said to a friend not long before his death&#39;&quot; man is spirit&quot;. Manchester&#39;s book flawed as it is gives an  inkling of that dimension.Gilbert, for his part, is content to report - nay, list - the facts without elaboration or judgment. He has assembled the bricks and mortar but faltered in the task of designing and building. Even affter thousands and thousands of his diligent and monumental pages, Churchill still awaits his Churchill.&quot;</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2006/12/churchill-19th-century-man-who-saved.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-2214269180817543477</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-18T17:51:45.288-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bush</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cheney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">churchill</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">condoleesa rice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">frank pace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gates</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saddam hussein</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viet name</category><title>The Way out of Iraq</title><description>There just is not any easy way out. The Bush-Cheney-&lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Condi&lt;/span&gt;-Rummy quartet made&lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; such a mess from the beginning. My old mentor , Frank Pace, used to say &quot;good ideas are a dime a dozen; execution is the tough part&#39;. Of course this was not ever a good idea because the objective was too grandiose and there were no existing institutions on which to build once we got Saddam out of the way. The current thought in Washington is put more troops in and I was horrified to see that  the Senate Democratic leader seemed to think that was okay IF we could get all the troops out by the end of 2007.  The President is desperate to save his own skin in a final fling at &quot;success&quot;. Remember  toward the end in &lt;span onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Viet&lt;/span&gt; Nam someone asked the old Senator from Vermont ( I think) ,Senator Austin: &quot;How we get out?&quot;  That is simple , he said, by sea....Here we can&#39;t even do that.   But we need courage to decide to get out and the quartet doesn&#39;t have it. Churchill said: &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Courage is the great quality ; it ensures all the others&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe Gates has it.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2006/12/way-out-of-iraq.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8199246075337282822.post-2313685556340832383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T16:25:56.433-05:00</atom:updated><title>Next Move in Iraq</title><description>12/17/2006 -- No one that I know in my generation thinks that the best move in Irag is to send another 15-20,000 additional combat troops. Did we learn nothing from Viet Nam? Have we learned nothing about  the kind of tactics that might be effective against an insurgencY?  I hope that if The Decider ( aka God) comes down with this decision,  the military  - or at least someof them - will scrap their careers and  say publicly it is the wrong move. Maybe even Colin Powell will redeem himself and express his view that  this will just compound the disaster.  If Bush nakes such a decision, it will be  to roll the dice in a last ditch effort to save what is left of his reputation and come out with something he can call &quot;victory&quot;...some victory - surrounded by the dead and seriously wounded Americans and the tens of thousands of Iraqies tortured and dead! Let&#39;s just say we did our best with best intentions and it did n&#39;t work.</description><link>http://recollectionsww2.blogspot.com/2006/12/next-move-in-iraq.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wbc485co)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>