“This time, Th...

The office didn’t have a smell. Not even an air freshener. Modular building. An indication of the immediacy of the need, and the amount of value the Army was placing in the mental health of its Soldiers. A temporary solution to a permanent problem. “You’re back in the gym...

Operation Enduring F...

Tom Ricks issued a challenge on ForeignPolicy: Why We Lost the War in Afghanistan in 500 Words or Less. This is my response: We lie. Not the political We. Not the military We. The human We. The lie is a lens. A device through which we see the world as we wish it to be. The lie creates...

A World Asleep

My alarm sounded. I walked into the bedroom and shut it off. I had been awake for hours. My nights had become schizophrenic comas. Something between a lucid dream and false awakening. I couldn’t tell the difference. It was little better than the insomnia I was self-medicating. Dreams...

The Baser Beasts: Pa...

After the battle subsided we packed up and left. The smells of that place became the only smells in Iraq to me. Diesel fuel, gun oil, burning tires, shit, piss, death. The smells soured my clothes and skin and I couldn’t wash them out. About fifty of us convoyed back from that Heart of...