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As the Election 1998 Republican party massacre showed, Clinton can route
the GOP in a Gingrich minute. But when it comes to a duel in the sun with
Saddam Hussein, Bill always blinks and ends up with his super-power gun
super-glued to his holster.
I’ve lost count of how many times Saddam has brought on a near shoot-out
since 1992 only to walk away with his weapons of mass destruction in his
pocket and millions of adoring Arabs praising his bravery and brilliance.
Only last year, we went through a two billion dollar drill, deploying
ships, planes and fighters to the Gulf just as we did last week. Like now,
the end was the same: Once our military’s awesome fist was cocked, up went
the white flag and Saddam said “Hold on, Bill. Have I got a deal for you.”
Then as now Bill bought the full load of horse manure Saddam was selling
and put our toys and boys back in their hangers and barracks.
Each time Saddam pulls a start-and-stop, he dulls the edge of our combat
sword. Our troops and gear get worn out rushing to their battle positions,
deployment and readiness schedules get blown apart and morale — the most
vital ingredient of fighting — thuds to the bottom of the latrine.
Imagine the let down of a fighting crew — aircraft, ship or grunt fire
team — all pumped up for the ultimate life-and-death super-bowl experience
when they’re told “Cool it. The war’s been put on hold” just moments before
the shooting match is about to kick off.
No doubt that Clinton is one of the smartest and shrewdest politicians
ever to occupy the Oval office, but I reckon he’ll go down in history as
one of the most incompetent commander in chiefs the U.S. military has ever
2500 years ago, Sun Tzu said “Supreme excellence ( in warfare) consists in
breaking the enemy’s resistance without fighting… Thus the highest form of
generalship is to balk the enemy’s plans.”
You can bet your boots that Saddam’s been reading Sun Tzu’s ART OF WAR. He
always finesses Bill’s huffing and puffing and in the end makes our nation
look like a foolish muscle-bound giant. Saddam knows how to win without
Two Pentagon colonels told me that our top brass begged Clinton and his
civilian security advisors — Sandy Berger, William Cohen and Madeleine
Albright — to strike Saddam early last week. They foresaw how
crazy-like-a-fox Saddam would take us right to the edge, then pull the
tarpaulin out from beneath our military machine just as it was set to beat
But Clinton and his senior national security advisor Berger decided to
play the wait-and-see game, trusting that Saddam would keep his word for
the first time in his life. They refuse to understand that Saddam, who
invented the game of “cheat and retreat,” will be back like bad breath
unless permanently disappeared for the same reasons a dentist extracts a
Berger, Cohen and Albright are clueless when it comes to the use of
military power. None would know a gun from a drum. And between the three of
these perfumed clowns not one could muster enough common-sense to come in
out of the rain. They’re just like their boss, slick political
wheeler-dealers who give great TV but aren’t exactly street-smart when it
comes to dealing with bullies.
Warfare requires different skills than politics. Wars are won by boldness,
decisiveness, getting there firstest with the mostest and knocking your
opponent silly before he realizes what hit him.
What governs warfare are the principles of war. Rules Clinton has
diligently ignored since 1992. Had he followed them, there wouldn’t have
been a Somalia disaster, and we wouldn’t be stuck into the ex-Yugoslavia
tar pit or dealing with the ramifications of Clinton’s dumb August missile
attack on Sudan and Afghanistan.
During the Vietnam war, Lyndon B. Johnson also ignored his top brass’s
advice. And 400,000 U.S. casualties later, our objective of saving South
Vietnam predictably failed.
Back then, the generals and admirals caved to presidential politics and
put career over country. Then, too, no one stood tall.
I worry that once again we’re witnessing another generation of high brass
being derelict in their sworn duty.