Leatherneck
March 27, 2003, 12:09 PM
This was sent to me by a friend who is the Carrier Air Wing 17 commander aboard USS George Washington (CVN 73). It was spoken by Lieutenant Colonel Tim Collins, the 42-year-old commander of The Royal Irish battle group, to his troops in Kuwait on Wednesday bafternoon, just hours before they went into battle.
Imagine you are in the Kuwaiti desert, your face sandpapered raw, scared to
your bowels and stoned on adrenalin, knowing you are about to fight, and
kill, or die. And hear this:
"THE enemy should be in no doubt that we are his Nemesis and that we are
bringing about his rightful destruction. There are many regional commanders
who have stains on their souls and they are stoking the fires of Hell for
Saddam. As they die they will know their deeds have brought them to this
place. Show them no pity. But those who do not wish to go on that journey,
we will not send. As for the others, I expect you to rock their world.
"We go to liberate, not to conquer. We will not fly our flags in their
country. We are entering Iraq to free a people, and the only flag that will
be flown in that ancient land is their own. Don't treat them as refugees,
for they are in their own country.
"I know men who have taken life needlessly in other conflicts. They live
with the mark of Cain upon them. If someone surrenders to you, then remember
they have that right in international law, and ensure that one day they go
home to their family. The ones who wish to fight, well, we aim to please. If
there are casualties of war, then remember, when they woke up and got
dressed in the morning they did not plan to die this day. Allow them dignity
in death. Bury them properly, and mark their graves.
"You will be shunned unless your conduct is of the highest, for your deeds
will follow you down history. Iraq is steeped in history. It is the site of
the Garden of Eden, of the Great Flood, and the birth of Abraham. Tread
lightly there. You will have to go a long way to find a more decent,
generous and upright people than the Iraqis. You will be embarrassed by
their hospitality, even though they have nothing ...
"There may be people among us who will not see the end of this campaign.. We
will put them in their sleeping bags and send them back. There will be no
time for sorrow. Let's leave Iraq a better place for us having been there.
Our business now, is north."
The words of Colonel Collins will long survive this war, for in their raw
clarity, they capture its essence, and a military sensibility that is
peculiar to our time. In sharp contrast to the gusts of war rhetoric from
politicians we have been hearing for the past month, Collins spoke of
history, family, respect, dignity, and the individual moral choice between
killing justly, and just killing. Saddam may merit the fires of Hell, but
Collins's men will also remember the ordinary man who got dressed this
morning in tattered Iraqi uniform, with a culture older than ours.
Collins' oration echoes the King James Bible, but it is also the language of
the Playstation: rock their world. It comes without demons, or plastic
martyrs; he does not promise Dulce et decorum, but sharp modern irony: we
aim to please. Put out fewer flags, he urged them, and tread lightly. This
is precisely the reverse of the battlefield oratory used to motivate British
troops a century ago.
Imagine you are in the Kuwaiti desert, your face sandpapered raw, scared to
your bowels and stoned on adrenalin, knowing you are about to fight, and
kill, or die. And hear this:
"THE enemy should be in no doubt that we are his Nemesis and that we are
bringing about his rightful destruction. There are many regional commanders
who have stains on their souls and they are stoking the fires of Hell for
Saddam. As they die they will know their deeds have brought them to this
place. Show them no pity. But those who do not wish to go on that journey,
we will not send. As for the others, I expect you to rock their world.
"We go to liberate, not to conquer. We will not fly our flags in their
country. We are entering Iraq to free a people, and the only flag that will
be flown in that ancient land is their own. Don't treat them as refugees,
for they are in their own country.
"I know men who have taken life needlessly in other conflicts. They live
with the mark of Cain upon them. If someone surrenders to you, then remember
they have that right in international law, and ensure that one day they go
home to their family. The ones who wish to fight, well, we aim to please. If
there are casualties of war, then remember, when they woke up and got
dressed in the morning they did not plan to die this day. Allow them dignity
in death. Bury them properly, and mark their graves.
"You will be shunned unless your conduct is of the highest, for your deeds
will follow you down history. Iraq is steeped in history. It is the site of
the Garden of Eden, of the Great Flood, and the birth of Abraham. Tread
lightly there. You will have to go a long way to find a more decent,
generous and upright people than the Iraqis. You will be embarrassed by
their hospitality, even though they have nothing ...
"There may be people among us who will not see the end of this campaign.. We
will put them in their sleeping bags and send them back. There will be no
time for sorrow. Let's leave Iraq a better place for us having been there.
Our business now, is north."
The words of Colonel Collins will long survive this war, for in their raw
clarity, they capture its essence, and a military sensibility that is
peculiar to our time. In sharp contrast to the gusts of war rhetoric from
politicians we have been hearing for the past month, Collins spoke of
history, family, respect, dignity, and the individual moral choice between
killing justly, and just killing. Saddam may merit the fires of Hell, but
Collins's men will also remember the ordinary man who got dressed this
morning in tattered Iraqi uniform, with a culture older than ours.
Collins' oration echoes the King James Bible, but it is also the language of
the Playstation: rock their world. It comes without demons, or plastic
martyrs; he does not promise Dulce et decorum, but sharp modern irony: we
aim to please. Put out fewer flags, he urged them, and tread lightly. This
is precisely the reverse of the battlefield oratory used to motivate British
troops a century ago.