Showing posts with label Iraq. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iraq. Show all posts

Sunday, July 15, 2012

SEAL of God by Chad Williams with David Thomas





  This is the fourth in a series of book reviews I’m writing on America at war and the second about Navy SEALs.



       Chad Williams was the quintessential California party dude.  Whatever he did he excelled at and what he seemed to excel at most was getting drunk, high, and partying at all hours of the night.  So it came as no little surprise to his family when he informed them that he wanted to become a Navy SEAL. 

     In an effort to dissuade him, his father got a former Navy SEAL who was a personal trainer and technical advisor to the Survivor reality TV series (I’m guessing Chad’s parents weren’t hurting financially) to act as his personal trainer for nine months. 

    The tactic backfired.  Chad worked with US Navy SEAL, Scott Helvenston, until Scott one day informed him, “I’ve never said this to anyone else I’ve trained, but you WILL become a Navy SEAL.”

     Scott later reenlisted and served in Iraq where he was brutally murdered in an ambush on the streets of Fallujah.   Becoming a SEAL now became a goal for Chad to avenge Scott’s death. 

     The bulk of Chad’s book describes the training he went through in Hell week.  The other books I’ve read describe Hell Week too, but none go into as much detail as this one.  By the time Chad finally graduates from the program you feel as though you’d gone through it with him.  He also spends a lot of time talking about the technical training that prepared them to perform various jobs.  

      Becoming a Navy SEAL did not change Chad’s lifestyle. The only difference was now when he got drunk and bar hopped all night, he won the bar brawls he got into.  He seemed to thrive off brawling.  He describes waking up and having someone else’s blood all over him and having no memory of what even happened.

       Then one night, while he was on break between missions, his parents informed him that he could no longer stay at their house.  His reckless lifestyle was taking its toll on them and they could no longer tolerate it.  This put a monkey wrench in Chad’s plans because he was hiding a keg in their garage.  He thought fast.  Then he informed them that actually he wanted to stay one more night and go to church with them.

    His delighted parents acquiesced.  Chad figured sitting through a church service was a small price to pay.
After the church he could go back home, sneak his keg out and take off. 

     At the service the pastor, Greg Laurie, talked about the Syrian commander Naaman who had leprosy.  As Laurie described Naaman’s condition, his visit to the prophet Elisha and subsequent healing, Chad recognized himself.  He was a commander, just like Naaman and even though he didn’t have a physical ailment, he knew he had a spiritual leprosy that was eating away at his soul.  To the astonishment of his family and girlfriend (who only came so they could party together later) he walked down and committed his life to Christ.

     As hellacious as training to be a SEAL was, Chad was about to discover that being persecuted for being a Christian could be even worse.  When he returned to his team, they discovered a new Chad.  One that didn’t want to drink, brawl or go to Strip Bars anymore.  This enraged them.  The beatings and torture he received at the hands of his fellow SEALS was so bad he had to be moved to another team because it was feared they might murder him.  It recalls to mind:



This is the verdict: Light has come into the world, but men loved darkness instead of light because their deeds were evil. Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed.  (John 3:19, 20)



     Chad still completed his tour of duty.  Chad is only twenty-seven and got out of the SEALS a couple of years ago so most of his assignments he’s not allowed to talk about.  However the few assignments he does describe, such as circumventing an ambush just like Scott’s in Iraq as well as working to fight Islamic insurgents in the Phillipines are exciting.  Heavy weapons were his specialty.  The SEALS on the teams he was deployed with were surprised that a Christian could indeed cover your back with a  RWS-rigged RG-33 and keep you alive.



    Even though the Navy offered him a ninety-thousand –dollar bonus to sign a new contract, he knew he had entered into a new season.  One time while on the beach he shared his new found faith with people willing to listen.  Afterwards a man came up to him and said that he needed to become a SEAL for God. 

    SEALS don’t advertize who they are so Chad didn’t understand how this man knew he was a SEAL.  It turns out the man didn’t.  But God did.  That was a turning point for him. 

     Chad currently is in evangelism ministry working with Ray Comfort and Greg Laurie, the man who preached on Naaman.

   I read this book in one sitting.  It’s the most enjoyable of all three books I’ve read about Navy Seals, especially his descriptions of Hell Week.  Like I said, most of the book describes his experience in Hell week, watching other men bigger and tougher than him give up, the camaraderie that developed between those that lasted.  Out of 173 who started the program, Chad was one of 13 who finished it. If nothing else, the book is worth reading for that part alone.

However, I think Chad proved his real worth when, after becoming a Navy SEAL, he did the most courageous thing and became a SEAL of God.

I bought this book.


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Monday, May 28, 2012

Father of Money: Buying Peace in Baghdad by Jason Whiteley



This is the second in a series of book reviews I'm writing about War.  For the first review go here.

   Father of Money is the account of one Army Captain’s experience in Bagdad during the Iraqi war.   Captain Jason Whiteley was appointed “governance officer” over Al-Dora, one of Bagdad’s most violent districts.  His job was to work as a type of liaison between the army and the citizens of Bagdad in order to develop trust and cooperation. 

       Without the aid of a ghost writer, Captain Whiteley exhibits excellent writing skills and a sharp wit.  Using rich and vivid detail he draws the reader into the streets of Bagdad where we participate as an invisible third party to his interactions with local Imams, community leaders and Iraqi citizenry.  He imparts to us the insight he gained, showing us how a culture very different to our own operates and how the values and beliefs of a society directs the functioning of that society. 

      Unlike the previous military books I’ve read where the soldiers jump in ready to rope and brand everything in sight, Whiteley takes a more thoughtful approach.  He tries to get to know and develop relationships with the Iraqis, he studies them.  With uncommon perspicuity, he learns how they think, what makes them tick.

       He sought out the community leaders, knowing that if he had their respect and trust everyone else would follow. 

        The following incident shows Whiteley’s diplomatic prowess at it’s most brilliant.



      While he and his staff (whom he called "the misfits") are driving through town, three teenage Iraqis approach his Humvee to inform him of an IED that had been hidden in a pile of bricks in the pathway of their vehicle. 



Capt. Whiteley and his "misfits"
   While we waited for the demolition team to come to disarm the bomb, the guys hung around, obviously wanting some form of compensation for their efforts.  Unfortunately, the army forbade us from carrying any type of reward money …What the army didn’t realize was that the Iraqis considered it proper to give money to someone you trusted.  These kids had just betrayed some organization…In return we could only offer them a soccer ball or T-shirt.  Alternatively, they could get a voucher and got to the FOB, wait hours (or days), and receive money, all the while revealing themselves to everyone as informants and placing themselves in even greater danger.



Whiteley comes up with an alternative solution:

       

        ‘Get those guys into the Humvees,… and be rough.’



     The Iraqis were in plastic handcuffs in the Humvees and we were speeding off….

 ….. We drove quickly from the neighborhood and headed to Said Mallek.  The kid in my Humvee cried and pleaded with me but I didn’t bother to console him…

 ……’Weyen Said Mallek?’ (Where is Said Mallek?)  I asked.

    ‘Salaam.’  The smooth voice came from the doorway just ahead of us.  Always calm, Said Mallek appeared almost out of nowhere.

‘I need money,’ I demanded.

I then explained to him as simply as I could that he owed me money and I wanted 10,000 dinars paid to these kids.

    “Five.”  He said.

      He reached into his pocket while I asked for the kids to be brought around.  For a moment I felt bad for them.  They had really helped us out, and now I could see the tear stains on their dirt-streaked faces.  Said Mallek greeted them and gave each of them 5,000 dinars.  Their relief almost brought them to the ground… He invited them inside for tea.  The whole clan was assembling inside the house, along with its three new members.” (pg. 96,97)



This is a guy who knows the psychology behind a culture and how to make it work for him.  The kids were rewarded for helping the U.S. Army but one of the leaders of the community, Said Mallek, got to look like the benevolent caretaker by dolling out the money and he in return acquired three loyal followers.  One can see how Whiteley earned for himself the name, “Abu Floos”, which means “the Father of Money.”



    Whiteley describes the living conditions for the average Iraqi, lack of clean water and  sewage running freely through the towns, the internal corruption where people are brazenly and mercilessly fleeced by their fellow Iraqis and the disconnect between the U.S. and the people they are trying to help get back on their feet.

      Whiteley becomes disillusioned when for all his efforts he cannot seem to bring reconciliation between the Shias and Sunnis or stop terrorist attacks against the U.S.  What he seems to fail to understand as does the American military is that one cannot impose a system that is rooted in Christian values and concepts of right, wrong and basic human rights on a society that holds to an entirely different set of beliefs that don’t include these precepts.  Precepts that most Americans take for granted.



      His last couple of chapters describes a wholly unexpected attack on him and his personnel from insurgents.  An action packed thriller movie could not hold more suspense than these chapters.  In fact this book would make a great movie.



      Whiteley has the unique ability not only to grasp cultural semantics but also appreciate aspects of another culture even though it is foreign to his own. He writes of the culture shock when he returns to his own country and his frustration with Americans' insolation and insulation with the rest of the world, especially parts of the world where living with open sewage lines and IED’s planted in the street are a reality.



       In conclusion, Father of Money is a well-written, fascinating account of the American military’s attempt at creating independence in a country that lives on the edge of anarchy and despotism.  Despite its content it is written with warmth and humor and is one of the most enjoyable and readable contemporary books I’ve read in a long time.  I highly recommend it to every American citizen because we all need to be more attuned to world events-especially events that are impacting our lives.

I received a copy of this book free from the author.



Jason Whiteley was born and raised in Lumberton, Texas, a small community near the Gulf Coast. He attended the United States Military Academy at West Point, where he graduated in 1999 near the top of his class. He served as an officer in the 1st Battalion, 8th U.S. Cavalry in the First Cavalry Division from 1999 to 2005, including a six-month tour as a staff officer in Honduras as part of Joint Task Force Bravo.

From 2004 to 2005, he served in Baghdad as a governance officer in the Al-Dora District of Southern Baghdad. In 2005, Captain Whiteley was featured in the PBS Frontline documentary A Company of Soldiers. He left the Army in 2005 to pursue a law degree and a master of science in foreign service at Georgetown University, both of which he received in 2009. Whitely has been quoted in numerous newspapers on the subject of building governance capacity in Iraq. He lives in London, where he practices law.  (From the flyleaf)







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