Category Archives: Viet Nam

No Country for Vietnam Vets

I was looking for an excuse to avoid the new movie about the latest violent Cormac McCarthy book, No Country for Old Men, set in a mythical West Texas, and Marc Leepson of the VVA Veteran magazine has provided it in the latest issue–which isn’t at the link yet, but will be soon. "No Movie for the Faint of Heart," is his review of this Coen Brothers flicker. Why, I wonder, is Hollywood so invested in extreme violence, as the only alternative to the bad-America message-movie crep they normally churn out? What ever happened to musical comedies and light-hearted romances? Gone with the wind, I guess. I don’t wonder why they typically use Vietnam veterans as mindlessly-violent characters, as the Coens do here one of them in this movie more or less is. It must be part of Scientology’s secret credo. At any rate, it’s too characteristic of their work to be chewed over. Leepson pronounces this one a tsunami of blood and guts, boring in parts, not very thrilling, and ultimately pointless. Yep, that’s McCarthy and Hollywood, peas in a pod.

Hate disguised as public service

I confess I didn’t pay much attention to the NYTimes’ latest smear on combat veterans–implying without context (statistical or otherwise) that the sometimes dubious violent crimes of 121 returned Afghanistan and Iraq veterans are connected to their combat experiences. The Democrat house organ helped invent the slur on Vietnam combat veterans as "ticking time bombs," making us the forerunners of the actual Muslim suicide bomber. But Ralph Peters doesn’t overlook such things, even if they aren’t news. In "The New Lepers," he describes the latest smear as "an artful example of hate-speech disguised as a public service."

Via Instapundit 

MORE: Beware the brutal veteran journalist, with actual incidents. Humor from Iowahawk. You might need to worry, because a lot of them are going to be laid off in the near future.

Viet Nam redux

OCS buddy Jerry Noga has returned from what he jokingly calls his "second tour" in Viet Nam, with the news that "the Vietnamese people are very interested in having tourists" and the tourism is "safe, comfortable and relatively inexpensive." The worst part was "the LONG plane ride." He used The Indochina Tour Company (for which I can’t find a link), which furnished "guides and drivers at each airport and major city," but there are other outfits just as good. He even checked out my old MACV compound in Hoi An. "It is now a school and a hospital," with the only sign of war "the old French bunker out front." That’s good news, indeed.

The Year of the 6th Cav

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My old Army bud Chuck Waldron and I like to recall our eight to nine months as platoon leaders in the Sixth Armored Cavalry Regt., 1968-69, before going to Vietnam as light-infantry advisors to SVN militia. Among other things we guarded Nixon’s inauguration, though me and my guys got to sit in the warm armory while he and his had to be outside in the cold.

I know he’ll be interested in this Civil War enthusiast’s plan to spend this year tracing the then-new regular Army regiment’s activities through their annual returns for 1862. I wonder when the unicorn shoulder patch was authorized? Before, or after, the regiment served here in Austin under Custer in 1865-68 as post-war federal occupiers?

Happy New Year, y’all

Been an eclectic day around the rancho. Mr. B. and I enjoyed Oklahoma State’s defeat of Indiana, followed by watching his latest Laurel & Hardy flick, "Flying Deuces." New Year’s eves are restful when you’re too old and your son is too young for parties. He read a new picture book on gladiators while I read the latest Dortmunder burglary escapade, "Watch Your Back." And, while thinking of an OCS classmate’s ongoing return to Viet Nam this week, I found myself contemplating the tours offered by this San Antonio outfit that specializes in old battlefields in northern and southern I Corps. One of these days…

Another bright shining lie

Caught the lede review in the latest issue of the VVA Veteran magazine of "Tree of Smoke" and thought, well, that might be worth a read. A bit off-putting, however, was the suggestion that it was the definitive novel of the war, in part, because its author–like Stephen Crane–never served. Uh oh. A book pasted together from histories, movies and other novels. Yuk. Then I found the glowing NYTimes and WaPo reviews and the transmission of my doubt slid up into fifth gear. These champions of the Left wouldn’t like any book about the war unless it presented it as hopelessly immoral (their own standard and long cherished narrative), and sure enough, the WaPo’s review concluded that the book’s soldiers are like depraved Iraq veterans (not the "decent ones," who want to come home, you see) who keep going back for more, despite the foolish venture, etc. Criticism is an industry, like publishing, and the critics often only wash the hands of the folks who send them free copies. They also prefer to travel in packs. So I went looking for a maverick and found this guy. I even liked his headline, a reminder of another singleminded upholding of the Left’s narrative. So I’ll skip the smoking tree, which probably isn’t any more of an original reference than to a untoward napalm strike, anyhow. The smell of etc. in the morning.

Agent Orange Registry

Took all morning, but I finally completed my medical examinations at the VA Hospital in Temple for the Agent Orange Registry today. No big surprises from the blood tests, but EKG and chest X-Ray results still to come. Presumably, I’ll hear about them later this week. Nice facility, the Temple hospital. The only problem I encountered was the vending machines I tried to use didn’t work. It was pleasant to be asked– whenever I was in doubt where to go next–by some passing employee if they could be of assistance. I don’t recall any such solicitude in a private hospital.