A black dog stalks me, barking a dire warning of an upcoming military
disaster. History not only repeats itself, but it can haunt those
who study it. Reflecting on previous military enterprises through
the ages by aspiring empires, I predict this year that the US will
suffer a significant military defeat in Afghanistan. It will result
in the loss or near destruction of a US company size unit; perhaps
even up to battalion strength, by local insurgents. Our nation will
be shocked and amazed that a ragged band of native guerrillas will
have soundly defeated the best-trained and modern-equipped soldiers
of the most powerful nation on earth. Worse, the defeat will only
result with the US committing more troops, more air strikes (resulting
in collateral damage to civilians), and more treasure poured into
a stone-age environment that can absorb everything we can throw
at it, and ask for more. All in the name of national "honor."
The fallen will be hailed by the government as latter-day Spartans,
who fell while holding at bay the terrorist hordes that threaten
our freedom.
I hope I’m wrong. I would take no pleasure being right, at the
expense of US casualties. But historical precedents all point to
it, like blazing neon lights at midnight in Vegas. Every military
operation, no matter how carefully planned, risks failure by the
unknown – referred in military parlance as the "fog of war."
No plan ever survives contact with the enemy. Certain actions
taken by imperialistic nations, that appear original and innovative
at the moment, turn out to be merely a variation of the same formula
that creates military disaster.
Facing modern rifles, artillery, and rockets of the invading imperialistic
British army, the Zulus annihilated the 24th Foot at
Isandlwana, armed only with rustic assegai spears and cattle hide
shields. An arrogant Custer, seeking to subdue the rebellious Sioux
for the sake of Manifest Destiny, led elements of the Seventh Cavalry
into a massacre at Greasy Grass Creek. General MacArthur’s hubris
pushed the Eight Army aggressively to the Yalu, despite intelligence
reports of Chinese troops massing at the border and oncoming winter.
The resulting counteroffensive by footslogging Communist troops,
whose main artillery support consisted of mortars, completely routed
a modern western mechanized army that enjoyed complete air superiority.
Other failed military adventures in the name of nation building
include the Romans at Teutoburg Forest, The French at Dien Bien
Phu, and the US at Mogadishu. The law of averages cannot be ignored
in a combat zone. Sooner or later, some commander’s conceited strategy,
mixed in equal parts with Murphy’s Law, is going to collide with
some insurgent’s cunning ambush. The only way not to tempt fate
is to get out of the casino, and stop playing the odds. For as any
rich casino owner will tell you, the house always wins.
The US/NATO forces in Afghanistan are woefully undermanned for
their assigned mission. Too
much territory, and not enough boots. Even with the slated increase
of 30,000 troops, this reinforcement is a mere drop in the ocean.
The US/NATO units depend on sophisticated military technology, requiring
a complex logistics and specialized maintenance to keep them battle
ready. Any
disruption with the supply chain can throw the airborne and
road-bound mechanized forces into disarray.
More serious is the reckless deployment of troops in a combat situation
by an administration who overrate their military capabilities, while
continually underrating the enemy’s. Just because the President
demonstrates the iron resolve to win while in the safety of his
executive office, does not magically mean our soldiers will fight
more skillfully and earnestly at a distant battlefield. Patriotic
posturing cannot compensate for a flawed strategy with insufficient
military forces. The Afghanistan theater is taking on a Führer bunker
mentality, with leaders moving unit counters on a map that have
no reflection of the reality going outside their walls. Sooner or
later, some infantry company will be obliged to play its part in
someone’s grand but delusional offensive operation. It will unknowingly
fall into a trap in some forsaken valley that both time and cartographers
forgot. It will be cut off, and all the King’s artillery and all
the King’s air support will not prevent it from being broken before
a belated relief column comes to its rescue.
I really hope I’m wrong.
January
9, 2009
Ron
Shirtz [send him mail] is
a transplanted Californian teaching Graphic Communications in Northern
(Not "Upstate") New York. His hobbies include arranging deck chairs
on sinking ships, tilting at windmills, and being fashionably late.