Giving Blood

The Holy Month of Ramadan is about half-over.  This is the time of year when Muslims fast during daylight hours.  With few exceptions (pregnant women, the sick, small children, etc.), they take nothing by mouth until the sun sets each day, including food and water.  It’s also the middle of summer, so days can be hot with temperatures approaching 100 degrees F.  As you might imagine, being hungry and thirsty and hot doesn’t inspire one to go out and put in a hard day’s work.  Too bad the Taliban doesn’t take this time off:  rocket attacks tend to increase during Ramadan.

We had a very terrible incident earlier this week.  About 5:30 in the morning, the alert system woke us up with INCOMING-INCOMING-INCOMING.  Then the defensive gun system that detects incoming rockets and mortars activated, shooting the projectiles out of the sky.  A couple hundred people were gathered at one of our event venues getting ready to start a footrace (we always have runs and races in the early morning to beat the heat and avoid interfering with work hours).  The runners were showered with shrapnel, but there were no injuries more severe than a few cuts.  Believe it or not, this sort of thing is pretty ordinary.  But things got really bad a little later.

When the sun was up, a patrol of Czech soldiers (one of our NATO Coalition partners) armored-up and went outside the base to investigate the point of origin for the rocket attack.  The area was populated and busy.  The Czechs were met by Afghan police who were assisting them.  While doing their investigation, a guy on a bicycle or motorbike (accounts vary) rode up and detonated a suicide vest.

The general population here on Bagram Airfield didn’t find this out until much later.  What we did know is that base-wide calls went out over email and loudspeaker asking for persons with particular blood types to report to the hospital immediately to donate.  The call was repeated over a two-hour period.  When the hospital is asking for immediate donations over a period that long, you know something very bad has happened.  We all felt sick with dread.

When a call for blood is made, people stop what they are doing and literally run to the hospital.  I was in a training meeting when the first call came out.  Those with the requested blood types, including a training instructor in the middle of a presentation, just got up and went — no asking permission of the ranking officers in the room, no “please excuse me”.  They just went.  People respond here like they’re saving a family member.  It’s remarkable and humbling to be among so many selfless volunteers.

I heard from another person in Garrison who ran to the hospital at the first call that she was one of the first people to arrive.  A few moments after getting in line, she turned around and saw about 150 people lined up behind her, military and civilian, with more running to the scene every minute.  She got tears in her eyes recalling that sight.  I know the feeling.

Despite heroic efforts by the medical staff, four Czech soldiers died from that attack.  So did ten Afghan civilians (mostly children) and two Afghan policemen.  Unknown numbers of others were injured.  Sixteen dead because the Taliban are determined to terrorize their way into control of this country, even if it means killing their own countrymen.  This madness has no rational explanation.

I saw a brief article about this attack in the Wall Street Journal.  The final line in the piece was this:

“The Taliban frequently make inflated claims about their attacks.”

I find this statement dismissive and offensive, as if the tragedy reported in the article may have been so much Taliban smack-talk.  What an insult to the soldiers who have given their lives to defeat insurgent terrorists and provide the people of Afghanistan with the tools to defend themselves against these tyrants acting in the name of religion.

My thoughts and prayers go out to our Czech brothers and sisters in arms, the families of the brave soldiers lost and injured, everyone who has fought against the Taliban, and the good people of Afghanistan who will soon face murderous Islamic extremists with less support from NATO.  May God be with you all.

Ramadan Kareem,

MM

POTUS, SECDEF, and Me

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve visited the blogosphere, but it’s been a very busy month at Bagram Airfield, Afghanistan. I need to take a little time to catch up on all that’s happened. Working backward:

The Honorable Katherine Hammack came to visit BAF yesterday. She’s the Assistant Secretary of the Army for Installations, Energy & Environment and is the civilian rank equivalent of a 4-star general.  We all spent a couple weeks working furiously on talking point papers and facility tour preparations in anticipation of her arrival. I was ready to take her on a Waste Management Dream Tour including municipal refuse handling and recycling, hazardous waste management, and the sewage plant expansion project — then my tour got cancelled due to schedule time limits and the evidently more glamorous and interesting tour of mold issues in some concrete structures. All that prep just to get preempted by moldy concrete. Harrumph!

But that’s ok, because day before yesterday I got to meet the 24th Secretary of Defense himself, Chuck Hagel!

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This was the biggest honor of my career to date. Out of 25,000+ people on BAF, I was one of 200 selected to be recognized by the SECDEF (Secretary of Defense) for my contributions to the Operation Enduring Freedom mission. It’s not often that a person who manages solid waste gets kudos from a Cabinet member, so I was really thrilled to be nominated by my Garrison leadership.

Mr. Hagel “coined” me. Being coined in the military means being presented with a unit’s or individual’s medallion as a form of recognition and reward. Here’s Chuck Hagel’s coin, both sides:

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Saturday we got the good news that Sgt Bowe Bergdahl, a prisoner of the Taliban for 4 years and 11 months, was freed. I know there’s a lot of controversy about the circumstances of his disappearance and the terms of his return in exchange for five Taliban prisoners from Guantanamo Bay, but I don’t care about that right now. In America you’re innocent until proven guilty in a court of law, so I’ll just be happy that he’s not a Prisoner of War anymore and let the lawyers sort out the rest.

Memorial Day week was eventful at the Garrison as we saw the departure of two employees who created more drama, controversy, and personnel turnover than any two people have a right to conjure up. Morale has improved considerably now that the generators of workplace hostilities have been removed, and we are all ready to face the coming challenges as a team instead of wasting energy on internal struggles.

The coming challenges are many: also this week the White House announced the plan for America’s presence in Afghanistan after 2014. We’ll be drawing down to 9800 troops. At Garrison we were planning for everything from Zero Option to a population of over 20,000. Now we finally know what we’re aiming for, but we have more work than ever to make it happen as the military manpower upon whom we rely for all kinds of tasks around base are thinning out in a big hurry.

On the afternoon of Memorial Day Eve we got a message from the Deputy Garrison Commander to gather at 1800 (6 pm), in uniform and without any weapons. Once assembled, we were told that an event was happening in the C-130 hangar and that attendance was mandatory for military but optional for civilians. We knew a VIP was coming, and we suspected either the President or the Vice President. Of course I opted in, and I wasn’t disappointed. First to appear was country star Brad Paisley:

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He sang for about an hour. Then a Secret Service guy ran up on stage and stuck the Presidential Seal on the front of the podium and the whole place went bananas. The 10th Mountain Band struck up “Hail to the Chief” and POTUS (President of the United States) took the stage. He gave a great speech and then stuck around to shake everybody’s hand. It was an amazing event that I’ll never forget — I never expected to get that close to a sitting president in my life.

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My days are crammed full as I run from meeting to meeting, respond to emails and phone calls, and try to keep my program from breaking down under the sheer weight of everything we have going on. Getting to spend time with guys who go by titles like SECDEF and POTUS was a fun distraction but I’ve just about reached my limit of excitement and could really use some boredom or at least a little slower going for a while.

I’ll be leaving in a week for Rest & Relaxation (R&R), which I sorely need. But if Obama or Hagel needs me for anything at the White House or Pentagon, I’ll be happy to serve.

God Bless America!

MM