After 232 long, desolate, morose, but somewhat days of tranquility into deployment, I’ve decided that I should start writing some of the things I experienced here in Iraq. I have to say that the events that I have encountered here have changed my outlook on life...
The most recent mission started out as a 24-36 hour air-assault sniper mission in a known al-Qaida stronghold just north of Baghdad. We landed a few hours before daybreak and as soon as I got off the helicopter my night vision broke, I was surrounded by the sound of artillery rounds, people screaming in Arabic, automatic weapons, and the terrain didn’t look anything like what we were briefed. I knew it was going to be a bad day and a half.
Jerry Ryen King, journal entry, March 7, 2007
Jerry Ryen viene a explicar la poca seguridad que en su misión están soportando los militares estadounidenses, si bien no es menos cierto que el establishment norteamericano y el Pentágono estaba deseando mandarlos allí. Luchad por banderas que luego ellas cubrirán vuestros ataudes. Es algo paradójico.
Ante esto, la desolación y muerte. Cuando se percatarán de que la guerra sólo trae agonía, sangre gratuita y odio... eterno.