The Best Possible Ending
Making the best out of a bad
situation
Some thoughts on the rescue of Captain Richard Phillips, master
of the Maersk Alabama:
- There’s a quotation attributed to George Orwell that
goes something like this: “We sleep safe in our beds because
rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those
who would do us harm."
The U.S. Navy SEALs who killed the three Somali thugs holding
Captain Phillips are, like their special operations counterparts
in the other services, the very definition of “rough men.”
If you doubt this, consider that they arrived on scene by use
of a parachute technique known as “HALO” which stands
for “High Altitude, Low Opening.” This bit of expertise
entails jumping from an airplane that’s cruising at about
25,000 or so feet, and then free-falling to 1500 feet before deploying
their parachutes.
In this case, they also landed - at night - in the ocean to be
picked up by a small boat from the U.S.S. Bainbridge.
Once aboard, they set up positions and, eventually, put an end
to the situation by taking three simultaneous shots in the dark,
from a moving platform (the destroyer), at targets on another
moving platform (the lifeboat), and sent all three thugs to the
hell they so richly deserved.
Every now and then I think we should climb out of our beds, get
down on our knees, and give thanks that such men are still among
us.
- Captain Richard Phillips offered himself as a hostage in order
to protect the lives of his crew. This speaks volumes about the
man.
The thing about being “in charge” is that, along
with the privileges that go with such positions, there are also
a few responsibilities. Among them is one that says when everything
is going south and others might be in the “when in danger,
when in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout” mode, you’re
not allowed to join in. Being “in charge” also means
that there are times when you may have to place yourself in harm’s
way to protect others.
Captain Phillips did this and you can bet that his crew would
now follow him anywhere and Heaven help anyone they might hear
saying anything derogatory about him.
- One of the first lessons you learn on a playground is that
the only way to deal with bullies is to stand up to them. Giving
in, doing nothing, or whining assures you of further trouble since
it’s now obvious to them that your spine has been surgically
removed. Swallowing your fear and making them understand that
you’re not going to kowtow to them, however, will soon move
you onto their “do not mess with” list.
It’s high time that the pampered poodles at the U.N and
other governments with maritime interests realized that this lesson
applies to “bullies” of every stripe - even the ones
you might find on the open ocean. Dealing with these thugs in
the only manner that they understand is something that’s
long overdue.
- I didn’t vote for Barack Obama and, believe me, I’m
not a fan of his ideas as regards where he’s taking this
country. That said, he is our President and, in this matter, he
didn’t gum up the works.
I think he waited longer than necessary to greenlight the snipers
but, when he did, he stood back and allowed the people at the
tip of the spear to use their training and judgment to end this
situation in whatever manner was necessary.
I feared a Jimmy Carter rerun, but it didn’t happen and
the bad guys are now roasting in Hell as they should be.
The President gets the credit.
- As for what to do with the remaining thug, my darker side says
to hand him a fathom or two of anchor chain and give him a “float
test.” Certainly, it’d be a sad and terrible loss
for us all should he not “float” but, on the positive
side, it would save us the many millions of dollars it will likely
cost to try, convict, and then feed and house him for the rest
of his life.
My good side - and, yes, there is one - says, “Okay. Bring
him here. Give him the circus that his trial will be and, then,
lock him up for good.”
But I don’t have to like it.
- In case you missed it, the destroyer from which the SEALs fired
was named for Commodore William Bainbridge - a naval officer who
fought against the Barbary pirates in the early 1800s.
Karma. You’ve got to love it. |