I've spent most of the past week back in Mosul where I was the last time. It's interesting how things don't change, even after being gone for 18 months, so much is recognizeable. The guy that used to scoop ice cream at the chow hall on Marez is now a supervisor at the chow-hall on diamondback. The best porcelain toilets I've seen in this country are still in a palace next to the airfield. I even stopped by my old room just to see what was going on. There's still a distribution company living there. We're just here to pick up cash and get some work done on our HMMWV's, then its back to FOB Sykes. I'm working on a longer post describing my living conditions and life at our house in the city, I'll try to have it by the end of the week. In the meantime there's a recent article by LTC Yingling outlining what he perceives are the failures of another generation of General Officer's. Its generating quite a bit of buzz around here, at least with me anyway.
A FALURE IN GENERALSHIP
A FALURE IN GENERALSHIP