War-fighters or waiters?

By David Hackworth

Hang on for breaking news: An Army report has concluded that American
paratroopers are overly aggressive.

Tell this to former enemy soldiers from Germany, Japan, North Korea,
North Vietnam and Iraq. They’ll say “old news” and show you their scars.

Having led paratroopers in combat, I can assure you the baddest and
most aggressive warriors that ever slogged through the Valley of Death
are soldiers who drop from the sky.

Famed paratroop leader James Gavin said if a man will jump out of an
airplane, he’ll fight.

And fight they will. The renowned paratrooper aggressiveness is a
combination of the nature of the beast, unit spirit and a lot of hard
training.

Now this same trait has gotten one of the proudest parachute units in
our Army — the 504th Parachute Infantry Regiment — in a world of pain
because members of that outfit “beat and manhandled” ethnic Albanians
while in Kosovo.

Of course, what’s not reported is that these warriors from the outfit
the Germans called “the devils in baggy pants” were shot at,
booby-trapped, grenaded, stoned and manhandled by the ethnic Albanians
before our troopers finally did an eye-for-an-eye on their attackers.

Nor does the average American know that a few months before the 504th
deployed to Kosovo as peacekeepers, they’d been preparing to assault
into that foul swamp to get up close and nasty with the Serbian army.
Along with the rest of the 82nd Airborne Division, the 504th trained for
that mission following the time-honored axiom of American paratroopers:
“Take no quarter. Give no quarter!”

As luck would have it, instead of fighting their way into Kosovo,
they were sent over there — with almost no special training — as
warm-and-fuzzy peacekeepers. But just because there was a change in
mission, their warrior ethic and fighting skills didn’t suddenly get
left behind at Fort Bragg, N.C.

And this underscores the problem the U.S. military has these days as
its forces RoboCop their way around the globe: how to switch fighters
into peacekeepers overnight. How to go from kill-or-be-killed to
directing traffic in snake pits like Bosnia and Kosovo and doing Meals
on Wheels around the rest of the world.

Warrior training is ingrained; it’s like a correct parachute-landing
fall. You hit the ground on the right points of contact without
thinking. You operate on total automatic. You must in order to avoid the
bone doctor or a body bag.

How many World War II and Korea vets still take cover when a car
backfires? How many Vietnam vets automatically scan for tripwires and
mines when hiking in the woods?

You can’t make a Rottweiler into a golden retriever in two or three
lessons. Nor can a few weeks of peace training convert battle-prepared
warriors into cherubic choirboys.

There just isn’t enough time in the annual training cycle to have it
both ways. In fact, there’s barely enough time to turn untested soldiers
into combat warriors.

When the 504th Parachute Regiment deployed to the Gulf in August of
1990 as the tip of the spear that was eventually stuck into Saddam
Hussein’s vaunted Republican Guard, it was nowhere near good-to-go when
it hit the ground in Saudi. It took five months of tough desert training
to get up for the lethal game.

Here was a unit that in 1989 had 365 days to get it together for war
at Fort Bragg, yet it still wasn’t ready when the whistle blew. In 2000,
there’s even less time for combat training because of the President
Clinton-mandated and Gen. Hugh Shelton-approved sensitivity and
Consideration-of-Others training.

When the Canadian Airborne Regiment ran into 504th-type troubles in
Somalia, its government resolved the issue by deactivating one of the
finest units in the Canadian Armed Forces.

That shouldn’t happen here, even though Lt. Gen. Dan McNeill, who
commanded the division when these incidents occurred, certainly won’t
take the heat for his boys or resign in the now totally politically
correct Army. But he should at least tell the yo-yos running the
Pentagon that racehorses shouldn’t pull plows and war-fighters can’t be
Brownies.

I’ll bet my old jump boots that if Gen. Gavin still commanded the
82nd, he’d tell the Pentagon where to put its investigation that will
further reduce the seriously endangered warrior ethic. Or — for sure —
he would’ve walked.

David Hackworth

Col. David H. Hackworth, author of "Steel My Soldiers' Hearts," "Price of Honor" and "About Face," saw duty or reported as a sailor, soldier and military correspondent in nearly a dozen wars and conflicts -- from the end of World War II to the fights against international terrorism. Read more of David Hackworth's articles here.