Sunday, November 06, 2011

War Porn: How Mike Yon seeks to profit on the bodies of dying Soldiers

I've generally divorced myself from any business having to do with Mike Yon, because I personally believe he is a douchebag, and worse, someone who holds himself up as a master of all things military, although he was only in the Army briefly, and since then has spent lots of time floating between Iraq, Afghanistan, and Bangkok.  He wears his time spent in combat zones, often being protected by the very troops whose leaders he openly mocks and scorns, as some weird badge--as if his proximity to combat has any meaning.  I used to live next door to an ice cream parlor, but that doesn't make me Ben and Jerry's.  I've spent months in and out of hospitals had (at last count 39, or was it 40?) but I'm no surgeon.  Mike is to military knowledge what the Oklahoma Earthquake is to geoscience--a curiosity.
 
So now, after being none too welcome in Afghanistan--seems word of his being a diva (more ostentatious than Kim Zolciak) is spreading--he's fucked off back to the land of sex tourism, ladyboys, and cheap heroin--I wonder if he'll now claim to be an expert on those matters (as I am sure he has more experience with them than most.)
 
But just being told to go away wasn't enough for Mike, I guess his tip jar didn't get as many hits after he started trying to lance the windmill dragons, claiming he was afraid for his life because a Master Sergeant wrote something mean about him, and then claimed that this Master Sergeant sent a Captain and another NCO to threaten and assault him... which I must admit, makes that Master Sergeant powerful indeed, to order a higher ranking officer to commit a felony.  It doesn't pass the smell test, and neither does Mikey. 
 
Mikey found a new ox to gore--the Medevac process and whether or not we (the US) should arm our medevac helicopters.  Mikey believes we should.  He believes that would mean helicopters can magically fly faster if they are armed, and that the HH-60, the Army's flying ambulance, could fight its way to the casualties it is picking up.  Mikey even thinks that displaying the red cross on medical helicopters is stupid, because it gives the enemy an aiming point.  Points that are as DOA as Cory Smoot at a border crossing.  Get off the bus with Flattus Maximus Mike, your career is dead.
 
I'm not going to address those topics, because they are all dumb... just like mike.
 
What got mikey started down this path was that a soldier near him was gravely injured, and he watched that soldier die, waiting for Medevac. Mikey thinks it took too long for the helicopter to get there (in fact, according to official records, it got there faster than the average flight.)  But facts don't matter to mikey.  He knows what he knows and isn't afraid to say it.  Mikey kept writing about the incompetence of the medevac crews--some of the bravest pilots, no--some of the bravest people you'll ever meet.  Those same people who've saved my life.  He then wrote about the incompetence of the headquarters that assigns medevac flights and prioritizes missions, without ever setting foot in their HQ.
 
Then, after being none to politely told to "fuck off" by everyone in Afghanistan wearing a uniform and having any awareness, Mikey went back to the land of child molestation for fun and profit and continued beating his drum.  No one was paying attention to him (which is worse than death to someone who behaves like a malignant narcissist) so he's outdone himself in the race to be the person voted "better to have been smothered in his crib."  While the soldier he was so worried about, so enraged about, lay dying, mike did everything he could to help.  He used the advanced medical training he learned in the special forces to try to save the soldier, he used his vast understanding of the tactical and strategic situation in Afghanistan to help assess the best way to get medevac flights in, he single-handedly secured the LZ.
 
No, he did none of those things.  What he did was grab his camera, and shoot some war porn.  He stood there, idly, watching this soldier die, and didn't do anything, not one positive thing, to help.  Now he claims that releasing this video will... fuck, I don't know.  I don't care what his reasons are, nor will I link to him or to them.  His decision to take that video, let alone release it, has clearly illustrated to all decent people the exact nature of his character and being.
 
It. Doesn't. Matter. Why.
 
There is no mitigating circumstance, no extenuating factor which excuses this.  He tried making an argument about arming medevacs, and how the process was broken, and was summarily slapped down by the Public Affairs Office--with the actual facts of the mission, which were far different from his little viewfinder.  He was made personal non-grata by every decent unit in Afghanistan.  He was ridiculed and punked by the Special Forces community.  He was then, worst thing for him, ignored.
 
So he releases the video of a dying soldier, an area which so far has, with few exceptions, been the sole domain of the Taliban.  Well Mike, you wanted attention, you got it, here's mine.
 
I truly hope I see you in a combat zone.  I hope you are wounded, in the most painful way possible.  I hope I am there to watch, and I pray, that if the planets should ever align on such a glorious day, that I will not only have the means to call you a medevac, but that I will have the means to record your every dying gasp as you watch.  I will help you, I won't hurt you, but I will allow everyone to watch you die in agony, I'll post that video to make a point.  Because that is how you've chosen to sow your seeds, so shall you (hopefully) reap it.
 
That isn't a threat, don't feel ascared, mikey.  Just don't come back.
 
--Chuck

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