WTH?

This is crazy.  We’re on 24-hour rotation now, just sitting in the armory in teams of 2 watching our own doors.  The riots haven’t gotten this far north yet, but there has been a constant stream of people heading north for the last two days.  But we also had a group of very angry people show up asking us what we were doing to protect their neighborhood.  They kept screaming stuff about the people on the Parkway getting out and stealing stuff and what the hell were they paying us far and all sorts of crap like that.  I sent emails and left messages to HQ about it, but they didn’t respond.  Smitty’s telling me they are actually shooting rioters at Fort Drum, and that a bunch of soldiers have gone AWOL.  They are doing accountability formations every 2 hours now and they are all carrying weapons too.  OK, this isn’t funny any more.  All sorts of folks are going to get fired over this one.

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Published in: on September 19, 2009 at 7:27 am  Leave a Comment  

Enough riots already

I understand an afternoon of riots, but how long are these going to go on?  What is this Day 3?  Day 4? 

Orangeburg is completely calm, but all the news is covering are the riots, and they just seem to be getting worse.  It looks like the cops gave up on basic riot control and are now attempting to barricade the streets.  They sent a group email to all the little guard groups they spread out after the plane crash telling us to stay in our armories and keep our weapons loaded.  They also re-emphasized that we should have our NBC masks on us at all times.  I guess that’s for anyone near the riots in case someone has to throw tear gas. 

Smitty says he has a brother in Fort Drum who called him and says the riots have even spread there, although, it started with hospital workers he said.  Well, I suspect they will handle things differently on Fort Drum than they will in NYC.

Published in: on September 15, 2009 at 7:29 am  Leave a Comment  

I just got a call that I need to be on standby for possible riot activity.  I mocked them of course until I saw a little of it on some news webpages.  They’re saying these are class riots — all started with homeless marching and protesting and the first time cops got involved it turned ugly real quick.  Anyway, it is all in The City, and I’m Orangeburg, AKA Whiteburg, where the average house costs ten or twelve times my yearly salary, so I don’t think we’ll be seeing any sort of poor people riots up here. 

Still, SOMEbody must think we might ’cause they issued us rifles and two magazines of ammo today.  Naturally they made us put tape across the ammo in the magazine and told us not to lock and load or take them outside the armory, but still.  Now we have to actually keep track of our weapons and they don’t have a vault here.  I think that means we’re supposed to do 24-hour ops, but I think I’m just gonna tell the guys to sleep with their rifles in their sleeping bags. 

Oh and I’ve been sending Smitty out on burger runs so we aren’t just eating MREs all day long.  I used to hate all that fast crap, but compared to an MRE, not so bad. 

Armed with automatic weapons and bored.  That can’t end well.

Published in: on September 13, 2009 at 1:39 pm  Leave a Comment  

Seriously?

Being the sergeant here, I’m actually the rankin-est guy, so I’m in charge.  Today a truck came by with MOPP Gear (protective suits and masks for NBC stuff, nuke, bio, chem) and dropped a box of it off.  Didn’t get all our sizes right either.  They said we needed them in case we had to go do more looking for plane crash survivors because a bunch of toxic stuff got released in the water and along the shores. 

Really?  Seriously?  Who comes up with this stuff?  It’s in the 80’s outside and they want me to lounge around in a charcoal lined suit. 

Well, that box is sitting right where it is until I see a mushroom cloud rising over the horizon.

Published in: on September 10, 2009 at 6:28 am  Leave a Comment  

So this is how a blog works

I was going to write a blog from Tikrit Iraq, but I just never started it.  I was going to write a blog as soon as I got back from Iraq, but kept getting distracted there too.  I’m sure if they’d have blogs in Desert Storm I would have whined about not blogging there too.  So now I’m finally starting it from this new lame mission, but at least it’s a start.  Anyway, you’re reading the blog of SGT Quinton Jackson — and no I’m not related to the kick-boxer.  And before you do the math, yes I’ve been in 19 years and I’m still an E-5.  It MIGHT have had something to do with the M203 grenade I shot at the wooden latrine in Saudi back in 91, or it POSSIBLY might have been related to the porta-potty I set on fire in Tikrit in 2005.  I’m not sure if that means I have a problem with authority or crappers. 

Anyway, after Iraq, I used my re-up money to buy this laptop.  Two extra long batteries and a built in cellurlar modem, I’m never going to end up stuck on a tarmac waiting for a plane for 6 hours with nothing to do again. 

Which brings me to this mission.  It started after that plane crashed last week in the sound north of Long Island.  First they called us up to help search the shores for survivors.  We were living out of tents for three days.  Fort Drum had like half a helicopter brigade down searching all over the place.  Supposedly they found either some bodies or people I don’t know.  Anyway, now they moved me and 6 other random dudes up to an armory in someplace I’ve never heard of called Orangeburg.  No sign of anybody in charge, just a “stay here until we get back to you” sort of mission and — I’m not kidding — a stack of MRE boxes and bottled water. 

Hence the blog. 

Somethings are just too stupid not to blog about.  Unbelievable.  I’ll let you know what clever idea they come up with next. 

–Quin

Published in: on September 7, 2009 at 4:42 am  Leave a Comment