The US has a very poor record at fighting battles\wars.
Consider:
The Second World War: she entered only at half time though admittedly, she made a telling impact with her considerable bulk up front.
Korea before my time but I recall seeing pictures of General McArthur wreathed, not as
victor ludorum but rather as a guy who'd "had to do what he had to do" but on this occasion the referees declared: "we just had to give the Oscar to Bing Crosby."
Vietnam Still a lot of sore heads here and of course, Scorcese's films keep us aware of the hopelessness of going to fight on foreign soil. Not an auspicious homecoming for anyone on this occassion and it has, therefore, to be declared a home win.
A fairly quiet period from 1975 until the boredom of a stab at the Grenadese who frankly couldn't give a damm but it gave the troops a chance to test their waterproofs and new Raybans in a climate they'd practised for up in the confusing terrain of Montana where sand shoes seemed somehow out of place.
Another home win.
So we come to the latter part of the 20th Century.
She takes a stab at the
Balkans and a slap at Iraq where the only smoking gun was an integral part of the Bill\Monica thang.
Her superior weaponry is out on trial and she has the chance, at last, to test her technology against the guys who hide under the rocks and whose chief threat is the old lady who shreaks loudly at the CNN cameras in front of the whole world.
At best; a draw.
Iraq 2003 is a mighty display of weaponry but a piss-poor display of soldiery.
I keep thinking to myself that if the American troops hadn't been able to see the Brits down in Basra out of the corner of their eye then they might well have written history quite differently and most troops would have been home before Jessica Lynch.
Some of those guys flying the ballistic machinery would do well to take more time at training school and less time watching Tom Cruise.
Still playing extra time here....
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