From the Soldier side: I still tell folks
my Bosnia deployment was one of the “Best Jobs I ever had”. I didn’t like it when we got stuck on Eagle Base (too many officers running around with nothing to do) but when we went out
on a “mission” it was extremely cool.
Camp Cody in Ugljevik was our Area of Operations
Some of the folks I considered “cool”
were in the EUPM mission (European Union Police Mission). These folks were from civilian police
departments all over Europe. Since my
normal job back home was a civilian cop, I got along very well with these
coppers. We shared stories and stuff…and
I became good friends with some of them.
They were given a very large per diem to live on, so most of them spent
what was left over on alcoholic beverages…and there were many “meetings” I had
to attend where folks were well lubricated…and the spoke in many
languages—trying to speak English. My
ear was tuned to compensate and I could actually understand most of them most
of the time.
Camp Cody- our base of operations for this mission
The one lad I had a hard time
understanding even when he was sober (which was usually before noon) was a
copper from Scotland. I mean I was
impressed with anybody who enforced laws and made arrest without a handgun, but
this guy was awesome…and very Scottish—including the kilt on occasions.
One such event was a going away party
where he wore his kilt. And yes it’s
true they wear nothing under the kilt. I
usually brought my compact digital camera with me everywhere, and this one
night I made the mistake of leaving it on the table when I went to the
bathroom. (make a note to never do this
around some folks).
I returned and my camera was still on the
table, but it appeared to have been “on”.
I was pretty sure I had turned it “off”, but dismissed it all to just
being forgetful.
When I returned to my Sea Hut room on
Camp Cody later that night…I down loaded my pictures to my computer. The last picture made me laugh. I won’t describe it in full detail because many
readers might become ill. But let me say
this about that picture: I had digital proof that the Scots do in fact wear
nothing under their kilts… and let me just say somebody was creative with
toilet paper hanging out of a certain body cavity.
So…how does a good Soldier and NCO get
payback in a case like this? I had
already ordered some special bumper stickers on-line for another mission. I figured when those arrived, I would divert
some of them for another mission. I even
came up with a mission title and op order.
“Mission EUPM Even the Score”. I was not concerned with starting an international
incident because my EUPM comrades had already established that there were no
R.O.Es. (Rules Of Engagement). My own
moral values added that it would not be life threatening and would be nothing
that could cause any mission member to be subject to any UCMJ action.
Here's how the mission went, (redacted for Op Sec): Dress in all dark clothes. Make sure we have a full load of ammo, fuel and commo plan. Contact those parties responsible for the offense and insure that they are home and going to bed. Go and park a few blocks from where the offenders live, walk in a stealth manner to where their vehicles were parked...conduct mission.
General area of operation for this mission...
SPEW ALERT, swallow your coffee before going further!!!!
One picture is worth a thousand words…
8 comments:
Please post spew alert ahead of image. Thank you.
Noted and corrected.
It's a shame you didn't have the Rainbow Flag sicker to post with it...or did they have those back then?
CP...yes they did. I had already order some stickers like this for another mission. At the time we had to drive old cars around that had over 300,000 Kilometers on them...to drive about 4-6 hours each day... our cars were falling apart and often we had to cancel a mission because we had nothing running.
however, all the important officers and such at Eagle Base had really nice SUVs with less than 14,000 kilometers on them. They only had to drive from their rooms to the office and to the PX and mess hall...the total was about 1.5 miles for the entire day. We felt these fucknuts needed some bumper stickers. and they never figured out who did it.
Rainbow Stickers are very handy.
A yes... a GOTCHA of epic proportion!!! :-)
Nice!
A few of my old pals did secondments to Northern Ireland. It was strange going on an enquiry, as a police officer, and having to have a platoon from the Parachute Regiment to watch your back as you knocked on the door.
Revenge is Sweet!
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