Starship Troopers

It is quite scary that there are people out there (apparently lots of them too!) who think that Starship Troopers is only a crap movie from the late 90s with a great shower scene…it would be interesting some day to consider the effects of digital media upon the depth of our society’s knowledge…whereas we once read books, we now wait for the movie; once we read the paper over breakfast or at work and got not only the news but insightful commentary, now we scan the headlines on out iPhones in search of the sensational or titillating…

There is a discussion on The Long War, Counterinsurgency Operations, and the Future of the Armed Forces on Sic Semper Tyrannis.  Based upon a short paper of the same name by Adam Silverman, It discusses among other things, the value or not of the draft and of legislative process in going to war (real war with shooting, guns and things, not war on obesity, drugs, poverty or other social ailments). While it is generally accepted that the draft, while nice to talk about, is not a viable option now, it does identify the need for “…A discussion and debate over the nature of service and the nature of what everyone is required to contribute as a citizen in exchange for our rights and responsibilities would be a long overdue public good…” The global  “me, me, me” society of today has forgotten that the relationship between the elements of Clausewitz’s Trinity is symbiotic and NOT geared solely for the pleasure and comfort of ‘the people’.

The discussion also touches upon the tiers of citizenship upon which Heinlein’s Starship Troopers society is built: there are citizens and civilians – to become a citizen with its attendant privileges AND responsibilities, a civilian must volunteer to serve. Although interwined with Heinlein’s own philosophies on life, politics and society, it is one of his better, less openly satirical reads and strikes on a number of levels. At face value, it is simply a ripping good scifi war yarn; at another, it delves into the relationships between those who serve and those who opt not to. At yet another  level, it provides an aspirational insight into the empty battlefield or distributed operations – IF you have the right combination and level of mobility, situational awareness, firepower and devolved decision-making to avoid simple defeat in detail. I would humbly submit that no military force has attain these goals yet and that those who may be closest are those who we currently face…

So…Starship Troopers…find and read a copy of the book – the whole unabridged version (no cheating with Reader’s Digest)…it is available via Audible so you can ‘read’ while on the commute or cycling/rowing/stepping in the gym…the movie is only good for some lightweight voyeurism, a not bad soundtrack and some cool spaceship designs of which the Rodger Young can be seen being built on Paper Modelers (not 1:1 though…).

Them’s the breaks

One thing that really bugs me about so much contemporary doctrine and writing is the way in which we as the ‘good guys’ are portrayed as inept numpties and the insurgents/criminals/terrorists are painted as unstoppable unbeatable uber-bogeymen. It was so very refreshing, then, to receive this paper by Lincoln  Krause on the mistakes that insurgents commonly make and as suggested in the paper, perhaps a gap in FM 3-24 that might be filled in the next go-round? These are the types of things that we need to be teaching in conjunction with the things that an adversary might do well and advantages that they may have over us, especially if we opt to let them maintain those advantages…

The Dark Side of the Information Militia

And probably the one we are the most familiar with…damn hackers…but the penny openly dropped for me this morning reading this Wired article Hackers Brew Self-Destruct Code to Counter Police Forensics which came in through Linked-In. Of course there is a dark to every light and I should have picked up on this way earlier…

Neptunus Lex calls it a travesty and he ain’t wrong. The rise and fall of a military blogger illustrates the difficulties of trying to restrain modern information technologies with rules and regulations designed for bygone days where paper and the typing pool ruled. no wonder the bad guys are all over us in the cybersphere. There is no way to protect our information now other than through education – the more draconian the rules we implement, the more chinks in the armour will be made – and exploited…In a very brief but uber-broad post, The Strategist links to a couple of articles on the whys and why-nots of taking the war to cyberspace – personally I think that the Guardian article on the why-nots is weak and bordering on pitiful – maybe the author was strapped for an idea and just churned it out to meet a deadline? Those same ‘citizens’ who bleat upon civil liberties are also those who bleat loudest when the fascist pig police don’t divert 100% of their resources to lock up the thugs who tagged their mailbox, and are those who would sacrifice the least for the common good…me, me, me…I agree totally with John Arquilla at Foreign Policy on the whys: so long as we cry about the adversaries’ use of information technologies against us and do nothing about it, we are artificially constraining ourselves and that’s a helluva way to run a war – the COIN Review found that mastering the COE will require us to master information fusion from a range and depth of sources the likes of we have never consider before. More so, as we adopt Michael Scheiern’s concept of individual-based tracking, cyberspace is where we must also find the individuals and track them…

I also agree with Peter’s crystal ball comment re the UK – a la Once Was An Empire which is symptomatic of the decay that is now becoming visible…

On the lighter side of the Information Militia, Steven Pressfield discusses the philosophy of Giving It Away – taking the plunge and not holding out for me, me, me direct physical rewards for one’s labours… looking at the big picture and the long game instead…

I wish WordPress had an Unpublish button as I hit Publish by mistake and now have to complete today’s post ‘live’ as it were….

Islam’s First Heretics

A brief by interesting article on Coming Anarchy

COIN, Training and Education

Small War Journal has a couple of good discussions going on: Counterinsurgency and Professional Military Education; Integrating COIN into Army Professional Education; The Army Capstone Concept: the Army wants your comments Feel free to leap in and value add…

Drill and Colours and things…

Why do we need drill? Surely there are better more effective ways of instilling teamwork and leadership and discipline into soldiers? Why should the government invest such considerable quantities of public monies on the maintenance of Colours and banners when Defence is allegedly so under-funded? Surely these things are anachronisms, relics of bygone glories that have no place in a modern army?

“He remembered the battle: the noise, loneliness, fear: the shame of running, the terror when you didn’t. Running was a decision of the moment, but not running away went on and on. A rational army would run away.”

A rational army would run away. And it would. To stand and fight, to endure the unendurable, to achieve the impossible – to be involved in actions emblazoned throughout history – requires a special type of person, a properly trained soldier. And probably not so much trained in some areas as conditioned.

Camerone. The Alamo. Bastogne. Gallipoli. Rorke’s Drift. Hill 834. Chosin. Agincourt. Wake. Maleme. Monte Cassino. Little Round Top. Long Tan. Kapyong. Waterloo. Minquar Quim.

I have stacks to do but all this rain has been sapping my motivation – or maybe I am just going through a bit of computer rejection syndrome…I am quite excited that the second batch of chickens might actually survive – a design error saw batch 1 unable to hop back into the nest after they hopped out so the cold got them – there are two hopping and chirping around the coop at the moment with another hatching last time I checked them…

Anyway the opening paragraphs above are from a paper I started to write 10+ years ago, the subject of which is as topical now as it was back then in pre-war days…I think that the quote in the middle is from Jerry Pournelle’s Lucifer’s Hammer

Once was an Empire

The sand of the desert is sodden red

Red with the blood of a square that broke

The Gatling’s jammed and the Colonel’s dead

And the Regiment blind with dust and smoke


The river of death has brimmed his banks

And England’s far, and Honour and name

But the voice of a school boy rallies the ranks:

“Play up! Play up! And play the game!”

Vitai Lampada (They Pass On The Torch of Life), Sir Henry Newbolt (1862-1938)

I’m on the road again today with an early start so here’s another quote from my little notebook to keep things alive…the full text can be read here.  I like how this article on the University of St Andrew’s site describes Vitai Lampada:

Henry Newbolt’s Vitai Lampada was typical of the war poem of the 1890’s, aping the heroic images of Tennyson: “The Gatling’s jammed and the Colonel dead/ And the regiment blind with dust and smoke;/ The river of death has brimmed his banks,/ And England’s far, and Honour a name;/ But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks:/ ‘Play up! play up! and play the game!’” The intention of this kind of poetry was to stir the heart of the reader with pride and fill the head with awe at the magnificent bravery that separated the Englishman from his rivals on the battlefield. It allowed people from any social class to feel that they were part of something precious. Certainly, Vitai Lampada was hugely popular with soldiers and public alike upon its publication in 1898, but by this time a new kind of war poem was coming to prominence, one whose roots lay in the growth of radical thought and humanitarian opposition to war.

In looking up Vitai Lampada, I came across this opening paragraph of a review of  a book [Martha Nussbaum, Upheavals of Thought: The Intelligence of Emotions, New York: Cambridge University Press, 2001. 751 pp.]:

In my far-off, happy, schooldays there was always one thing above all of which you had not to stand guilty. This was lack of moral fiber. Intelligence and learning were a bonus, but moral fiber was an essential. It produced regular, strenuous boys ready to meet the kinds of ideal celebrated by our school poet, Sir Henry Newbolt. When the Gatling was jammed and the colonel dead, and the sands of the desert were sodden red, the voice of the schoolboy would be heard, calling on everyone to play up, play up, and play the game, so very like Tony Blair and George Bush do today, albeit keeping themselves at a safer distance from the sodden desert.

So very right, when it all unravels, all you can do is stand up and play the game – or activate your exit strategy and bail to leave someone else holding the baby…

Hmmmm….

Not sure why yesterday’s post didn’t go out as scheduled – most likely operator error at this end! Still, I had a great visit to the Air Power Development Centre yesterday morning, and spent the afternoon with a Kiwi entrepreneur working on a very cool development project…hopefully more to follow on that one in the New Year…

My Creative MP3 player has now finally gone completely toes up – it has had a very hard life – and I need to find an inexpensive (see comment re very hard life) replacement that it is hopefully Audible-compatible as I miss my talking books when on the road.

It was nice to visit civilisation for a day but good to get home last night except that IT WAS STILL BLOODY RAINING here – how is anyone meant to dry grass for hay when it keeps BLOODY RAINING…?

The mist and rain…

…disappeared this morning and it has been that glorious day the Mountain is famous for. Last week I cleared away a lot of the self-seeded bush that was shading the vege garden and got all that mulched up today so that it can further contribute to future vege gardens. It’s been a while since I’ve mowed the lawns, leading to Carmen’s comment last weekend “Growing hay again, are we?” so that was the other project this afternoon, although I did use the scrub bar instead of the mower so as to do exactly that: make some hay for the chicken run and the coop for the chickens when they hatch. I was just about done and just finishing off around the water tank when I bumped the storm water pipe and cracked the damn thing – to add insult to injury, the forecast for tomorrow afternoon is crappy so it really needs to get fixed first thing tomorrow…just goes to show that nothing is simple…

Those two brave little sparrows from the other day have decided that they are in luff with any and all shiny things inside the house and will exploit any door, window or other opening left unguarded to get inside and rattattatat against the stainless kettle, rubbish bin, and benchtop, mirrors and windows. It might be OK except they aren’t really house trained and, of course, my two big helpers get all angsty and excited when there are birds inside…

It’s been interesting listening to all the squawking from the Brits about how poorly the Americans treated them in Iraq. Of course, when you are making stunning statements like ‘..the top British commander in the country, Major General Andrew Stewart, told how he spent “a significant amount of my time” “evading” and “refusing” orders from his US superiors...’, and you cut and run from the theatre of war before the job is done, you can hardly wonder that your national credibility is questioned…Yes, the American military are different; yes, they are less than receptive sometimes to other ways of doing things; yes, they do tend to focus on their way of doing things BUT…BUT maybe that is because they are so damn good at what they do in the application of combat power. What other nation in Iraq not only admitted that it had got it wrong in the post-transition phase of OIF, but implemented a complete cultural shift to address the issues, restructuring its development and acquisitions programmes (killing some sacred cows along the way), AND aligning its doctrine for the complex environment not just across the DoD, but also across and into the rest of government too.  What other nation sat on its moral high horse, resting on its withered old laurels and former glories, and sniped at those who were doing the business?

Under the wide and starry sky

Under the wide and starry sky

Dig the grave and let me lie

Gladly did I live and gladly die

And I lay me down with a will


This be the verse you grave for me

Here he lies where he longed to be

Home is the sailor, home from the sea

And the hunter, home from the hill

This is Robert Louis Stevenson’s epitaph, his own words, and engraved on his tombstone in Samoa.

The closing lines are also the last lines in Leon Uris’ Battle Cry, a semi-autobiographical novel that tells the tale of a group of signallers from the Second Marine Division in WW2. I don’t think that I was aged even ten when I first finished this book and I reread that copy so many times that it eventually fell apart. It was this novel that taught me what being a Marine was all about, that and the sections on the Marine pilots in Miracle at Midway (Reader’s Digest version) that I also read many times at the same time.

Of course, we don’t have Marines here and if we did, I probably wouldn’t have been a very good one, but those words remain with me today – the power of a legend…

I’ve categorised this under The Thursday/Friday War because it is becoming so apparent that ethos and values are the key enablers for operation in the complex environment. If we can’t get this right, we can never hope to even attract let alone win the hearts and the minds of ‘the people‘…

And now I see with eye serene

While fossicking around in the library last night, I found an old notebook in which a much younger me had recorded quotes of note (to me anyway). I’m away the next couple of nights so I thought that I would schedule blog updates for my away days to keep things ticking over. So here goes…

And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death;
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill…
A perfect thing, nobly planned,
To warm, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit still, and bright…

– William Wordsworth;  ‘She was a Phantom of delight‘, l.21^8  (published 1807)

On googling this today I found that the long-forgotten source from which I drew this quote has in fact shifted the focus from a woman to a machine; possibly this has been drawn from one of the Bolo series’ that illustrate how an artificial intelligence can become in time truly aware.

I was quite fascinated with this series when I first discovered it – I was only 9 or 10 when I got my first exposure to the Bolo story…I had invested my pocket money in the Tales of Time and Space anthology…and there it was, Keith Laumer’s The Last Command and the Mark 28 Bolo LNE (Lenny)…many years later, I discovered the Bolo anthologies and theme enduring theme that ethos and values are more important warrior attributes than flesh or metal.

Rattatattatat…

The thud of my fingers (all both of them) on the keyboard is accompanied by the staccato of two sparrows tapping away at their reflections in the stainless rubbish bin in the kitchen. Both the big bi-folds are open so these two have quite happily hopped into the house, oblivious of the two very large dogs stretched on the floor following their every move…obviously the two little sparrows are keener on challenging their reflections in the stainless steel than the potential consequences of their action – quite brave really…

Courage is something I have been thinking about recently; not so much the Victoria Cross/Medal of Honor kind of courage but the simple courage to stand by your beliefs when the going gets tough and to do the right thing.  In Lucifer’s Hammer, Jerry Pournelle says “…it was the right thing to do – in any ethical situation, the thing you want least to do is probably the right action…” What brought this on was a post on The Strategist quoting another blog proposing that COIN techniques could be successfully employed to counter urban crime…I tend to agree because the bottom line in COIN is still to address, one way or another, the core issues behind the problem. What really caught my eye in this post was the quote from the Naval Postgraduate School study regarding the mindset of the local law enforcement “..But Fetherolf, who took office this year, also blamed a tradition of police officers who “love the chase. They get into this business to kick ass and take names, by and large. We’re at odds with ourselves because of the people we hire...”

Police officers operate as individuals and are a great example of the Strategic Private, that one individual who by a single callous or careless word or action can inflame an environment, who in the space of seconds, can undo years of relationship building. Michael Scheiern’s shift from platform-based tracking to tracking individuals works both ways; in the good old days of the Fulda Gap, we were interested in creating effect with mass: brigades, battalions, squadrons and fleets. In these massed forces, one or two bad eggs would really do little or no damage in the big scheme of this. In today’s complex conflict, amongst ‘the people’, just ONE individual who fails to uphold generally accepted ethos and values can lose the war…and the only way to ensure that those ethos and values will be there on the day, is to live by and apply them EVERY day…

“If a Marine fails to uphold our standards and dishonours oneself or the Corps in peacetime, by failing to do his or her best to accomplish the task at hand, or by failing to follow ethical standards in daily life, how can we expect that same Marine to uphold these critical foundations of our Corps in the searing cauldron of combat?” – FMFM 1-0

Ratbags

Well the ratbags award for this week must go to those two spannerhead MPs who’ve been caught abusing their Parliamentary privileges.  While these two clowns go swanning around the planet with their significant others, their cronies back in NZ are plotting to wind back benefits because they were incapable of appointing competent senior staff into ACC…

Personally, I don’t have a problem with Hone Harawira taking a day off during an official visit IF he had already completed the business planned for that day – I do have a mega-problem with the tone and content of the email he send to his mate, Buddy, to justify his jaunt to Paris. Then again, ‘good mate’ Buddy probably isn’t clear of the firing line either – the email he was sent was a personal one and I think he has some nerve trying cling to the moral high ground after releasing his mate’s inopportune email to the media…should Hone Harawira be fired as an MP? Nah, only if you want to make rank dumbness an offence in which case you would probably have to get rid of the lot of them and start over…

Rodney Hide, on the other hand, should seriously consider handing in his ministerial platinum card and returning to Dancing with the Stars (except it just got axed) – clearly he is a better tapdancer than he is an minister…for someone who has made his name as a perk-buster to be perk-busted himself and then to whine about not being a martyr when everyone else is doing it, clearly invalidates any credibility he might once have had. But as has already come out, so long as he can at least keep the (easily-led) people of Epsom happy, he is pretty safe…

Not a ratbag…

Well not this time anyway, porn king, Steve Crow was fronted on Close Up over his apparent bullying of some defenceless veterans at the New Plymouth RSA – interesting what comes out when the ‘bully’ has a chance to rebut the allegations – he’s actually the guy putting the money INTO the RSA and dragging it out of debt – but with that comes change, and a couple of grumpy old buggers don’t want to. Mark Sainsbury would have had a bit more credibility himself tonight if he had admitted he might have got it wrong and focused a little more on the FACTs. Mark, maybe YOU should be on this week’s ratbag list for not getting your FACTS right…

Many of these RSA’s and similar clubs are run like little fiefdoms instead of the businesses that they really are and need to be in order to sustain themselves…yes, I mourned as well when the Invercargill Garrison Club had to increase its prices from a dollar a jug but some things have to be done in order to survive. I’m a strong supporter of RSAs and the role they play although I’m not sure whether we are better or worse off in that they are not the powerful political beast that Aussie’s RSL is…

The Week In Review

It’s been quite a week or so hence the lack of daily posts…I spent a couple of great days in Wellington last week and caught up with some people I hadn’t seen for a awhile and gained some valuable insights into how things in this system do or do not work; got introduced to an interesting business plan that I think has some real potential; and got to spend an unproductive but very satisfying half an hour at Modelcrafts and Hobbies – one of the things that I do really miss not being in Wellington. Mr Regan was unable to tempt me with the inbound Airfix 1/24 Mosquito but if he had had the Trumpeter Swordfish on the shelf I would probably been in trouble when I got home. I did invest in yet another jar of German Grey for Dora and some Vallejo Russian Green for the B-4…

Arrived home to find we had the twins for the weekend – always lots of fun and enjoyment but it means that nothing else is going to happen while they are here…took them to the Taumarunui Guy Fawkes display on Saturday night which was all lots of fun until the fireworks started and then we had to beat a hasty retreat because all the noise was just a little too much…dropped them back at home just as their Dad was coming back from a quick excursion down the river with a couple of trout. I took a pic to send to the US CALL guys so they have something to look forward to if they get down to Australia and NZ next year…the twin’s dad made it his mission in life to show fishermen from the Northern Hemisphere (where he believes there are no ‘real’ trout), what a real trout is, so I think they’ll have a guaranteed guide when they come down under…

Trout 002And last but definitely not least, the vege garden has passed its first milestone and various heads and shoots are starting to come out of the ground. We were a bit worried as it has been pretty dry for the last week or so and when you rely on tank water, you sometimes tends to get a bit stingy with the watering at this time of years – 20,000 litres sounds like heaps but…

Planning for summer projects is already under way and the vege garden is already down for a lift so that when we put in the front deck, the height above the ground from any point along the edges will be less than a metre. If we get that done this summer, coupled with more tidying up and new gardens it will have been a good summer…