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LOOSE NUKES
But I still can't help picking up the phone.
As a veteran reporter who made his bones on the streets of Milwaukee and Chicago and the mud of Woodstock during that tribal uprising called the 'Sixties, I have, like Hank, a burning need to know what's going down behind the slickly recited PR that passes for “nooze”. And as a former navy man myself, and master under sail, I know the survival value of timely and accurate information - what swabbies call, “the gouge”.
So when disinformation is jamming public radars like chaff, and spin becomes a blur, who else would I call? A military man to his bones, in the 16 years I've collaborated with him, the remarkably well-informed source I call “Hank” has brought a careful competency and blunt outspokenness to the often successful and rarely reported mission of holding dangerous idiots accountable before they get people - usually his friends in uniform - killed.
“The investigation and punishment were a direct result of the story we published,” Hank replied with a release of pent-up intel that sounded like the Halabja dam about to let go.
Damn! I thought. This boy wades right in. But could a story as outrageous as Command Override really have scored a direct hit on attentive brass - like the “poppers” and Chinese microchip stories before it, and Israel's abortive nuclear strike on Iran?
Say again, I broke in. “Can you confirm what you just said?”
“That's a confirm,” Hank said. “And that came from multiple sources. People are reading your stuff, dude. It's having an effect.”
Inquiring minds now want to know: Did 70 Minot minnows deserve to get swallowed by bigger fish that got away?
ORDERS ARE NOT ALWAYS FOR HAMBURGERS
So the firings were fair?
“All of the people who got fired should have been fired because they obeyed an illegal order, and they knew it,” he replied. “And they went outside the chain of command after being told: 'You're going to turn off your alarms that tell people these things are being taken out to the tarmac. You are going to sit on this information until we tell you otherwise…We are going to do all these weird things and you are just going to ignore it.'
“They were taught to obey these things,” he added, referring to strict nuclear verification procedures. “They had an opportunity to say no, and they decided to go along. Some of the folks who were smacked, let's say they were collateral. A base group of 45 should've got the boot. At least 10 of them should have gone to jail, or been shot.”
“Holy crap!” I exclaimed, borrowing one of his favorite phrases.
“Yessir!” Hank said. “These are the people who got the keys, opened the nuclear bunker, put the bomb on the truck, drove it out - and didn't see the guys with the guns and the painted faces” who were supposed to be keeping eyes-on the surrounding environment. If no guards are present when you roll out a nuke, the rules are simple and direct: Do not proceed. Do not go for coffee. GO BACK INSIDE!
'Instead,” Hank resumed, “it was “wink and nod, and nudge nudge.” He assumed an enlisted's whine: “They said, 'go ahead'. And I want to get back to my copy of I Dream Of Jeannie…”
“But during a nuclear loadout,” I interjected, “it takes just one person raising their hand to shut the whole thing down.”
“Correct!” Hank concurred. “One person raising their hand would've stopped it: 'Can I see your orders? Can I have a receipt?' would've stopped it.”
So why oh why, I wanted to know, in the midst of a full nuclear loadout never before undertaken by the United States Air Force - and with no announced threats incoming on any radar - didn't one of the 70 people most directly involved ask the most basic WTF?
Or if they did, why weren't they listened to, as strict nuclear protocols and procedures demand? Hank added.
“They must have thought they were following a legitimate order,” I ventured.
“They could not have thought they were following a legitimate order, because the orders were so whacky,” Hank shot back, segueing into the mimicry that is his expository trademark: 'We're going to put it all together and slap it on this plane, and we don't know where it's going to. And for several hours the guards who are supposed to be guarding this stuff just aren't going to be there.'
“When it comes down to the movement of nuclear weapons, there is a totally different universe of thought,” he later picked up this thread. And yanked. “The people selected to do this know that this could effect millions of people in an instant. Plus the fact that we're on a war footing; we've got terrorist alerts left and right. Any extreme goes these days - six nuclear weapons loaded on an airplane bound some fuckin' where, and we're going to go bomb the crap out of somebody.
“We are not that at war,” he added heatedly. “This wasn't for transportation. These were locked and loaded weapons. It was a war loadout. This was getting ready to shoot somebody in the face. They were loading weapons and handing them to somebody to go shoot somebody. They had the opportunity to stop and think, What are we actually doing?”
Big news, guys: “Dr. Strangelove” was not a training video.
“It's unmistakable. Somebody is going to get bombed,” he voiced their thoughts. “These are SLAMS - stand off weapons. What possible place that we could be bombing at this very moment would require that much firepower? And we're talking the permanent devastation of part of this planet?”
These were not just some worker bees lashing crates of oranges to the deck of a schooner. These were highly trained individuals handling nuclear freaking weapons! “It's not just part of their job to affix it to a plane until the plane flies off, but to secure them until they are needed,” Hank pointed out.
And yet, I reiterated, on a base mostly shut down for the Family Day weekend, “There's no alert. DEFCON status hasn't changed… ”
If Hank was a happy camper, you definitely would not want to get caught wandering around his AO wearing a bear suit.
“People need to get booted in the ass so hard their nuts fly out of their mouths,” he suggested: “'This is your job, asshole. This is what you get paid for.' “
The combat veteran paused in disbelief - both at the professional misconduct of so many highly trained individuals, and the scale of retribution that he was told followed our Internet “outing” of a FUBAR even more serious than an admitted Broken Spear nuclear “accident”.
I knew the answer from writing Days of Deception. And before unjustly tarnishing his reputation, Washington had deliberately kept Admiral Kimmell away from their closely held intel tracking Nagumo's approaching fleet.
“This was 70 people of different rank across the board,” Hank continued. ”But this went beyond the base commander. It should have gone all the way to the NCA.”
This means you, Dubya.
“At what level of incompetence did we stop at?” Hank kept going. “Are you saying that a Lieutenant Colonel is capable of initiating a nuclear strike? Actually a colonel is. Did we fire a colonel? No. A five-star general? We have one of those. No. How far up the chain of command did it go, and why did it stop there?”
Whoa, I said, speaking through my journalist's hat. Everyone involved says the National Command Authority did not know this incident was taking place. Bush and Gates were both notified as soon as six live nukes were found dangling from the wing of a B-52 parked alone and unguarded on the Barksdale tarmac. Of course, that little discovery supposedly did not come until the next day…
I did.
“There are no other [authorizing] fingers. That's it. There are only two. That would be the President, and the Secretary of Defense.”
He switched to sounding like a prosecutor at a military tribunal: 'You 'didn't know.' How was it possible that you didn't know?”
Addressing the judges, he pointed to the NCA: “They're supposed to be competent in their jobs. There are so many safeguards in place, it could not have occurred without them being involved. They either had to acknowledge a statement that someone else made - or sign a piece of paper put in front of them. Once you do something like this, it doesn't go away. It follows you around. It's on your record that you deployed nuclear weapons.”
He paused before firing for effect:
“Or admit that they were out of the loop. That's the rock and the hard place. There is no gray area here. Either you are in control of our nuclear weapons arsenal. Or not. And if you are not, would you please point to the person in the room who is. Whether the order came from within the system or outside the system - this event occurred. Explain it. If it happened without your cooperation or acknowledgement or involvement, can you please point to the individual who did your job and is not being accountable for the 'mistake'? You want to pin a nuclear weapon on an E-2. Really?”
(I promise you have never heard sarcastic skepticism until you've heard Hank utter that six-letter word.)
“They're firing everybody,” he recapped. “'Even if you came into the room while we're firing people - we're firing you, too.' How do you fire 70 people for a single event, and not be able to pin it on the highest person involved?”
Someone had to play Devil's Advocate General.
“They did get the Minot Base commander,” I suggested.
“Oh, please, “ Hank came back. “No! The commander only sits on them. He doesn't deploy them. If somebody shows up with a legitimate order, he supplies them - three of these, five of those. Where did that plane originate? Where did the order to load that plane originate? A base commander cannot have a plane, and the weapons, and the release codes under his purview. That does not happen. Otherwise, if he was a loose cannon, he could load up and launch his own mission.
“Instead we've got the person at the top saying 'I don't recall'…
“Holding people accountable…I think that's mandatory. Even Tailhook went all the way up the chain,” Hank pointed out, referring to the abrupt end of the Navy zoomies' female harassment parties that saw an admiral keel-hauled. “These are the guys who are actually in charge of the things that take cities off the map. This is very high profile. It's hilarious on one side. And it's damn scary on the other."
OFFICIAL GLOSSARY OF MILITARY TERMS:
It's public knowledge that the Chinese have hacked the Pentagon's computers, Hank emphasized, referring to worldwide media coverage of last year's digital raids by the PLA. “And while they were in the Pentagon they got access to - fill in the blanks. In a cyber attack, you either change something, or gain access to something.” And now? “Our computer systems are totally FUBAR'd,” he responded. “We're so stupid, we can't pour pee out of a boot when the instructions are on the bottom. There is no way this could have occurred, logically, neurologically - any kind of logically. The Chinese initiate this. They put it through the system, and it's actually taken off and flying.” I stopped laughing.
FOUR MORE
Not this time? Where are they, for pity's sake? “Where they are I do not know,” Hank answered. “The same safeguards were shut down. The same methodologies were used. Everybody knows about it, nobody admits to it. Everybody's doin' the behind-the-hand thing: 'Yeah, we know. But we don't talk about it.'” I really do have to stop calling this guy.
CAN YOU SAY, NUKULAR PROFILERATION? Did the Chinese swipe them? I was afraid to ask, but couldn't help myself. Hank didn't know. He was trying to find out. But his behind-their-hands sources were hanging up their phones. “Somebody saw it for what it was, and caught it in time,” he reiterated, referring to the Minot caper. “I'm thinking the origination was the same. If they did the other one with the four - if they got away with that - what did they do with the missiles? And why come back to rob the same bank?” “Because the door was still open,” I guessed. “Right,” Hank said, morphing metaphors. “You're shutting the barn door not only after the cow has fled, but has been butchered and sold for hamburger at the local Wendy's.” When I stopped laughing - with a kind of strangled moan - he went on. “The fact that they are just now taking punitive action against basically two platoons of military personnel - 70 people out the door - that's a significant amount of individuals. On top of that, you're going to need replacement people. Are the same people who hired those 70, going to be hiring the next 70 to replace them?” Remember, he reminded me, among the people chosen to handle nuclear weapons, there are “no mavericks, no daredevils, no reckless anything. They like geeks. Very calm. Very serious. Very rational.”
And everyone who comes anywhere near a nuke is constantly re-evaluated. Are they still sane? Are they eating too much? Drinking too much? Having too much sex? Too much of anything is an instant disqualifier, Hank said.
ACCIDENTAL MURDERS? “Half of them have been verified as hands-on,” Hank replied.
Ouch. “Two were security - the people who would have been key to making sure that access was granted, that things went smoothly,” Hank supplied. One of the deceased was Airman First Class Todd Blue, 20, who died while on leave in Virginia. Blue was assigned to the 5th Security Forces Squadron, which guards B-52H Stratofortresses at Minot. The base statement did not say how he died. According to an online source, the six air force personnel listed below were from Minot and “were directly involved as loaders or as pilots”. “Is it possible that those were seven hands going up?” Hank wondered. I suddenly felt even chillier than the temperature outside. “One death could be attributable to shit happens,” my military insider reckoned. “One is a coincidence. Two is enemy action. They had seven. “And if this wasn't something fishy,” Hank went on, “the people entrusted with our nuclear weapons are so incompetent they all killed themselves? What were the number of deaths they had per year at this place? This many deaths in that short of time would have been a significant number of the 75 to 110 in charge of the nukes at Minot. “Seven dead. In order to cover this up, our guys are getting killed by our guys,” he speculated. And if the order to arm and launch the B-52 did not come officially from our National Command Authority - “If it came from outside, there would be no reason to blow these people away. Unless they had seen that the orders had come from outside.” If in fact, all or some of the seven were sacrificed in faked “accidents” - is that reason enough to kill them? The military community already knows that the PLA can penetrate the Pentagon's, SAC's and SecDef's most sensitive computers. Even Hank was puzzled. “The fact that China initiated this, and we killed our own people - I'm really coming up blank on why this had to happen. What is there that we don't know yet? What could have taken it to that level?” And if they were not murdered, why was the official reaction to seven service deaths within 10 days of a high-profile nuclear incident at two air bases so glaringly wrong?
“A base commander gets one soldier on drunk driving, he or she has to look into it,” he resumed. “If there was an injury, there is a board of inquiry called, and the base commander has to attend to that. If a fatality occurs, the base commander can be put on suspension pending an investigation. Remember that one marine at Camp Pendleton who got dehydrated and died?” I did. It was a full-pack training exercise in brutal temperatures, and apparently some harsh hazing, gone terribly wrong. “The base commander was brought before a tribunal and questioned,” Hank said. “If you have something like that recurring - that's the key. If it's the second, and then a fifth, and then sixth - once it gets past a certain point, it becomes a homicide investigation. At the least, such recklessness must be brought under control.” Yet… “They looked into it in the most cursorily possible matter,” he said. “When you're talking someplace where nukes are concerned, people can be compromised in a heartbeat. Security is the key… We are trained to look for patterns. This definitely fits a pattern: The same people involved in the same basic job, same base, same time-frame - all ending up dead, one after the other, at a nuclear facility. Oh, really? Seven of our highly trained individuals end up dying, and we don't even look into it?” After all, he added, military professionals are “supposedly more on the ball than the average civilian. We're trained in survival. And yet they can't seem to cross the street? I don't know of any organization - the UAW for shit's sake - who would see seven people croak and not launch an investigation. And the U.S. military is losing people left and right and basically scratching their ass and saying, 'Mmm, smells like shit. Hokay.' Corpses smell worse. Do seven sudden deaths deserve some answers? Hank thought so.
“So when it comes down to it, the base commander should have looked into this. If seven is not enough for an investigation to have been launched, what number would? How many would we have to lose for someone to say, 'Oh shit, we have to look at this.'” Before there's more.
TAKING BETS “Some of these folks had contact with these individuals on the post,” he explained. “Others with their family members.” Why are some 30 serving members of the United States military afraid of being murdered - by the U.S. military? According to Hank, the people who approached him said: “'Everything I eat, I look at. Everything I drink, I check. I drink bottled drinks. And I don't get them from the same place twice.'” Having dealt with a contract on my own life for video some folks did not appreciate seeing aired on national TV, I can add that having to constantly check your car for lethal modifications also gets to be a drag. (Happily, my incoming assassin was picked up for speeding with an AK-47 and baggie of pot on his front seat. We later shook hands and shared a laugh in a courthouse washroom.) Morale at Minot? Are you kidding? Far from any action or promise of promotion, this about-to-be closed North Dakota air base is considered in the air force as a redundant Cold War posting not far south from polar exile. “Why not Minot?” is an air force expression guaranteed to shape up the most recalcitrant enlistee serving at another base. Today, Hank commented, “It's not really a happy-go-lucky kind of place. Not knowing if you're next, or if the person next to you is going to cause you to be next. Not being able to trust the new people coming onto the base… “ He was referring to the post-mass firing fear of being flipped inverted in the wingtip vortices of fresh incompetence, and auguring in like 70 fellow blue-suiters - including the base C.O. - who followed orders and did their jobs. Or what they thought were their jobs. “These 30 individuals are not looking forward to the holidays,” Hank added. “They are wondering, 'Am I going to be reassigned?'” “Accidents happen on holidays,” I suggested. “More than ever,” Hank agreed. But this time we'll be watching. So be warned. Some very powerful friendlies are paying attention, too.
He meant military personnel. “These are calm, sober-minded individuals and they're seeing it the same way we do. They're asking questions. And they're on the inside. They should have the answers. They were there. This to me is the most sobering thought of the whole thing: When the people who were physically there don't know what was going on.” For every military hit on willthomasonline.net, he further advised, our information is being forwarded to dozens of co-workers. “Some very hard-nosed people are looking back on what they know is not adding up, and seeing where we're going - and concurring - and passing it on.” And their basic military message, Hank translated into direct gruntese: “Everybody wake the fuck up and look around because some shit's going down and you need to know.”
“They had the T-1, -2 and -3 trunking lines already installed. And it was in the dead center of nuke city,” he verbally shrugged. “They have wanted to set something like that up for quite some time.” So are we good? Can the guardians of America's skies now stop hackers sophisticated enough to download America's nuclear launch codes? “These cyber crime guys are the same ones who do what the FBI does,” Hank replied. “Before this, they looked for people breaking into a banking account. Or downloading Napster one time too many times. They've touched on the Russian mafia. But when it comes to something like hacking the Pentagon - no. These boys are outclassed.” Will it happen again? “There's nobody left to do it again,” Hank said. Then he reconsidered. “It doesn't change a thing. What hasn't changed is whether or not we deploy them.” He meant nuclear weapons. He meant that thanks to a few helpful hackers and nearly six-dozen numbnuts banished to a dead-end posting with a reputation for flying one wing low on its readiness inspections, just having these things around has become so God-awful dangerous, every nuclear weapon in the U.S. inventory - and anywhere else for that matter - should be gathered up immediately and fired into the sun. Ol' sol could use the juice.
Because back here on Earth, God's own appointed Armageddon-expeditors, AWOL Bush and Shotgun Cheney, have just months remaining to try out their new “nukular” penetrators on families just like yours in Iran.
If you are a serving member in the United States military - and more than one million people are - what's the lesson here? “Blindly following,” Hank said. “A bad idea that will get you killed. You're a thinking human being first and foremost. And part of the oath that you swore [to defend against all enemies] was domestic, and foreign. We could be nuking another country and starting the final world war because some nutbar up there wants to see Yahweh. And holy crap! - it's the one running all of us! Whether the order came from the nuthouse, or was faked to look like it was coming from the nuthouse - it came from the nuthouse.” Good night. And good luck. B-52 CREWS PUNISHED
AP: Air Force said it would punish 70 airmen involved in the accidental, cross-country flight of a nuclear-armed B-52 bomber following an investigation that found widespread disregard for the rules on handling such munitions. |