My Blackwater T-Shirt Is Worth a Bundle!
by
Tom Chartier
by Tom Chartier
Look out eBay
here I come. My ship has finally come in. And all this time you
thought it was rotting away on the barrier reef. Don’t feel bad,
the rats thought so too. They jumped ages ago. I sure do miss my
Little Buddies.
Anyway, I am
the proud owner of an original Blackwater T-shirt! Now that Blackwater
USA… uh… Blackwater Worldwide has chickened out from all the bad
press and changed
their name to "Xe" (pronounced "zee" just
like the paper towels) the collectible value of my T-shirt has skyrocketed!
Maybe I can even sell it for enough to get the repossessed Dive
Master Special back!
In pristine,
mint condition, my Blackwater T is a size large; color… ink-squid
black… what else would it be? It sports that eye-catching red crosshairs
target motif superimposed over the white bear paw with a curved
"Blackwater" above. Tres chic. There’s the small
logo on the front left breast and the big one across the back, the
subtext of which reads: "Don’t mess with me! I’m hair trigger
crazy!" Needless to say, I have rarely worn it in public… well…
except for that Parent’s Meet and Greet Night at my son’s school.
I don’t know
about you, but this name change
to "Xe" bothers me. Okay, okay… I understand the need
to shed the bad rap Blackwater has earned. Gosh… I wonder if anything
I wrote wore off some of the gunmetal blue from the corporate patina?
But those suits at headquarters have got to understand that allowing
a few of their guys to get off the leash in Baghdad’s Nisoor Square
and blowing away a whole heap of Iraq civilians was not real smooth.
Also, let’s not forget that time a Blackwater employee in Iraq got
drunk on duty and proceeded to kill one of the "good guy"
Iraqis. Whoopsie daisy! Better dock his pay and send him home for
some more training, which is exactly what Blackwater did. And seriously
folks, was the Fallujah Massacre over four dead Blackwater thugs
hanging from a bridge really worth it? Hey, what the heckers were
they doing in Fallujah anyway?
You know it’s
all fine and dandy to polish up the company image through a name
change and some slick marketing but maybe… and I may be going out
on a limb here… just maybe Blackwater… uh Xe… should be more
concerned with changing their tactics. Is it just me or do
others concur that running a company the employees of which could
pass for Hitler’s SA Brown Shirts just might be as ill-advised as
promising a dead roach in every aspirin bottle?

It’s a darn
shame. That feisty old Blackwater logo will be a tough act to follow.
And it was eye-catching, memorable. But then… so was the Nazi flag,
which used the same colors… I ask you, what kind of shock and awe
is this meaningless "Xe" thing going to instill? Talk
about wimpy! Sounds like the name of an anorexic Chinese fashion
model.
Listen, if
you are the mad dictator of some vermin-infested third-world hellhole…
like New Orleans for example… don’t you want to hire the most terrifying
private goon squad in the phone book to provide "security?"
Damn straight! Fear and intimidation is half the battle.
So… what does
"Xe" inspire? Nothing. Your fledgling dictator knows with
"Xe" he’s hired a mercenary company that is afraid of
the press! Oh come on! Afraid of a bunch of scribblers? This has
to be a joke! Don’t tell me the pen is mightier than the sword.
I know better.
If Blackwater
really were the ultimate purveyor of badass mercenaries, they should
capitalize on a name that means mayhem and cash in on all this "bad"
publicity! You know, in reality, there is no such thing as bad publicity.
It’s all good! Think of the catch phrases! "Blackwater: You
make the rules! We lay down the law!" "Blackwater: Culling
the herd." "Blackwater: Your Full-Service Genocidal Maniacs."
As well, Blackwater
might use seals of approval from distinguished customers, you know
the sort of thing to be seen on jars of figs at Fortnum & Mason.
"Purveyors of Death to Caesars of the New World Order."
Now what can
a firm called "Xe" possibly claim? "We are Xe
best?" "Xe! We make the blood! Nobody cleans it up!"
Piffle!
However, Xe
claims to be changing course from being a direct supplier of murderous
psychopaths to a firm that merely trains murderous psychopaths.
Well that’s a novel reversal of fortune for the aspiring
soldier of fortune. Must be something the legal department came
up with. Less product liability?
Don’t
fret. Xe will continue in Blackwater’s fine tradition of mayhem
for a price. And now, for a few pennies extra, they offer more "air
support." I suppose that means that now they’ll fly over and
bomb Nisoor Square next time. Bully. Much more efficient. That should
get a higher body count, which should be good for future business.
The fact is
Xe is still Blackwater, the world’s most notorious private mercenary
company. Whatever candy-coated term they want to use to describe
their activities – "private security training" or "logistical
support" – they still sell just one thing only, modern gunslingers
that often operate outside the law.
Will new recruits
to the firm discover that there are no rules of engagement at Xe?
Will instructors drill them, "Just remember your Miranda rights:
if you get caught, don’t admit to anything." Management will
stand by their men. Don’t worry. Be happy.
Well, the Iraqi
"government" has tried to kick Blackwater out twice now.
Maybe, they’ve succeeded. But, how are they going to kick out a
firm the name of which is impossible to pronounce?
But, I digress.
My Blackwater T-shirt is on the auction block. It goes to the highest
bidder who meets or surpasses the reserve… and that has yet to be
determined. I may just want to keep it for black-tie social events.
Either way… Don’t miss out! The bidding is open! Every man has his
price.
February
20, 2009
Tom
Chartier [send him mail]
played lead guitar in legendary Los Angeles punk band The Rotters
for 26 years until their final appearance in January of 2004. He
has lived in Tokyo and Los Angeles. Currently he resides somewhere
in the Caribbean.
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