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Generation Kill

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This book covers what we at 1st Recon called "The Best Spring Break Ever". Wright does an outstanding job accurately portraying the personalities of the operators of Bravo company. As a member of Charlie and H&S company I can verify that he is fairly accurate in his recalling of most events our Battalion faced. The only thing I found inaccurate is that he portrays many Officers to be incompetent. In reality there was a few morons in charge, but the vast majority were fairly good guys. This is fairly standard throughout the military. Also he took a lot of the things we said out of context and interpreted it to make us sound angry all the time(except Tim B., he really is angry all the time). All in all this book is 80%fact 20%spin. Regardless, it captures the general feelings and experiences that we in 1st Recon lived through.
-November Echo four Romeo
S.S.D.

I'm glad to read a story about the Marines that is uncensored - with the high expectations of the American people set by the greatest generation that ever lived I found it impossible to live up to Steven Spielberg's version of "Band of Brothers". Being a Marine in 1st Recon Bn, Evan Wright's interpretation of our daily lives and experiences are extremely accurate. While reading the book almost a year later I had forgotten some of the details of my own experiences that Wright brought back to life. It was almost like I was living through the war again. Simply put, if you want to know what it is like to be a Marine during this campaign there is no better book at this time. It seems to me that Evan Wright was influenced by nothing but the experiences and the personalities that he absorbed during the war. No one is over exaggerated.

If you can only read one account of the Iraq War, this should be it. Wright spent about a month with a squad of recon Marines -- essentially the special forces of the corps -- and his account is nothing short of gripping.

It is also exhausting, as Wright subjects the reader to a full range of emotion -- from joy to appalling horror to pride. Wright has a keen eye for the details that bring the stories of the war to life. The banter between the soldiers is fascinating and frequently hilarious, and is definitely a highlight of the book. No other account brings you closer to the men who slugged this thing out as they barreled across the Iraqi desert.

It is useful to keep in mind that this book calls the shots as they are seen from a small group of soldiers on the frontline of the war. What this book is not is a comprehensive overview of the run-up to the war or of the overall strategy employed by the U.S. military. The soldiers often gripe about certain officers and decisions taken at the higher levels. Some of the complaints are balanced out with alternate views. Wright's account is valuable not for its even-handed treatment of every side in a particular issue, but for giving insight into how the men on the ground met and dealt with problems that cropped up during their historic mission.

The book does dwell on a lot of the mishaps encountered by the soldiers. Among the headaches endured by Wright's squad: a lack of lubricating oil to keep their weapons functioning properly, muffed radio communication thanks to incompatible encryption, and general cluelessness about the true nature of their mission, which was basically to drive through enemy positions to draw fire so their position/size/strength could be estimated.

As with any good reporter, Wright plays the facts pretty straight. There isn't much here that is partisan one way or the other. He doesn't shy away from showing the sheer horror of war, such as the case of the Iraqi driver who had the top of his head scooped out by a bullet, leaving braindead but technicaly alive, with a beating heart and working lungs as he sat at the wheel of his vehicle. Nor does Wright paper over Saddam's brutal regime, and there are several scenes in which cheering crowds lined the streets to joyously welcome the Marines.

The book's title is outrageously sensationalistic, and while at the start Wright seems poised to cast the entire adventure as a tale of ultra-violent American youth numbed by years of Hollywood action flicks and bloody video games, that theme is quickly left behind.

Indeed, it would be difficult to make generalizations about American troops based on this book. On the one hand, you have extremely intelligent and upright men that represent the best of America, such as the guys who essentially shame an officer into authorizing a helicopter evacuation for an Iraqi kid who was accidentally shot. On the other hand, there are examples of sheer incandescent idiocy, such as the guy who remarks how cool it would have been to drop the atomic bombs on Japan and kill a quarter million people.

Highly recommended.

Whether you were for or against Gulf War II, this is essential reading about it. Rolling Stone writer Wright was embedded with an elite U.S. Marine reconnaissance unit that was often at the "tip of the point of the spear" during the invasion of Iraq. He spent approximately two months with them, riding shotgun in a Humvee as they were used as ambush-bait in the push north. The result is brilliant front-lines reportage that's at turns harrowing, hilarious, shocking, and chaoticóreflecting the reality of combat at its most basic level. The book's title is provocative, designed to sell rather than describe the contents. And yet, Wright does have something to say about the new generation of American soldiers sent to fight in Iraq: "These young men represent what is more or less America's first generation of disposable children. More than half of the guys in the platoon come from broken homes and were raised by absentee, single, working parents. Many are on more intimate terms with video games, reality TV shows and Internet porn than they are with their own parents."

Based on that excerpt, one might expect Wright to go on to provide a litany of the unit's worst excesses and examples of Marine Corps machismo and arrogance. Thankfully, he instead is interested in the men and not stereotypes, and manages to gain acceptance among them. Some have critiqued the book for thisóessentially saying that because Wright became tight with these Marines, he couldn't be objective about their actions. While it would be absurd to suggest that Wright operated under total objectivity, as a critique, it doesn't hold up. Most of the book is Wright just writing about what he sees happen and recounts the feelings the men share with him about their experiences. And it's not as if he sugarcoats his two months with themóplenty of screwups and bad mojo make their way into the pages.

Those with illusions about high tech modern warfare will read in astonishment as duststorms blind all electronic reconnaissance, guns break down for lack of lubricant, thermal imagers aren't available due to battery shortages, and radios from different units can't communicate due to incompatible encryption keys. Alas, the bad news doesn't end there, the unit Wright rides with is sent into tactical situations they're unprepared for, in vehicles they have little experience in, replying on some weapons they've hardly ever trained on, and later on, supported by a reservist unit of DEA and LAPD officers who are total cowboys.

On the plus side, Wright is scrupulous in detailing how attentive the soldiers are to the rules of engagement, and goes to great lengths to explain how the fog of war operates and can lead to civilian casualties. And when civilians are killed due to lapses of discipline, Wright doesn't have to point it out, the Marines he's rides with do it for him. What's perhaps the most surprising thing about the book is how upset some of the Marines get by the scenes they witness. And then again, he does recount the excitement some of the soldiers felt at unleashing spectacular acts of destruction. Another criticism of the book is that he vilifies "all" the officers, usually by recounting the griping of the men under them. The truth is that there are two officers in particular ("Captain America" and "Encino Man") who do come across as dangerously incompetent, and Wright's account makes it very clear why the enlisted men lost all confidence in their leadership. Indeed if one reads between the lines, there's a critique of how the military lets middle-grade officers sit behind desks for ten years and then expects them to perform on the battlefield when they have morphed into mangers.

One could go on and on about the other aspects of the war Wright writes about with clarity: how the chain of command works (or doesn't), the addictive adrenaline rush of being shot at, how the soldiers kept themselves hepped up on ephedra, the deep cynicism many Marines have for the war, and how ultimately, "The invasion all comes down to a bunch of extremely tense young men in their late teens and twenties with their finders on the triggers of rifles and machine guns." Perhaps the most telling thing about the book is that the soldiers he was embedded with have stood by his warts and all account as being truthfulóat least one has even posted his support on Amazon. Wright recounts how one Marine writes constantly to his wife, saying"If something happens to me, I want my wife to know the truth. If they say we fought valiantly here, I want her to know we fought retarded." For those who don't have relatives at the front lines, Wright's book is the first-hand account we should be reading in order to get a true picture of the cost and consequences of going to war.

This book, in the span of 300+ pages, just about covered all of my emotions. I laughed, I cried, I was amazed and I was disgusted. Additionally, I found it to be a page-turner that I could not put down, reading it from cover to cover in just 3 days. I have been in the Marine Corps both active duty and reserve for over 20 years and was a young Lieutenant back in Desert Storm, serving with an armored reconnaissance unit. Being a Marine, I was highly skeptical of a reporter's documentation of Marines in combat and have never been in favor of having them embedded with front-line combat units, but once I started reading, that skepticism quickly fell by the wayside. His character development is right on the mark, and I could easily find examples of each of the individuals he describes in my own military experience. You get a true sense of being there, either hunkered down in the back of a HMMVE, sleeping in the dirt in your "Ranger Grave" or watching a father carry away the body of his daughter into the darkness. Wright lays it right out in front of you, does not add whatever personal biases he may have and lets the reader choose for themselves.
I am happy to learn that not much has changed since my days as a young officer. Marines are historically known for continuously "expressing their frustration" about how this or that is messed up, or how those in Command just don't seem understand the situation. But no matter what, it always comes down to this, Marines do what they are told to do and will always accomplish the mission. In my experience, much of the frustration experienced by these Marines is what has been continuously pounded into my "brain housing group" throughout my career. War is both an art and a science and being expeditionary warriors, we must learn to successfully operate in both the fog and friction of war. The manta goes that "the best laid plans will never survive past the first contact with the enemy." That concept is expertly captured here in these pages.
In reading between the lines of the last couple of chapters, you get a sense that possibly the problems were are facing with the insurgency today came as a result of what we failed to do at the end of combat operations in Iraq. In the book, it appears blatantly obvious that the United States did not have a plan for what would happen after the "liberation" of Baghdad and if they did, they certainly did not share it with military planners. If you are looking for a no nonsense account of a small slice of the US led invasion of Iraq, this is the book to read. Additionally, one of the main characters Lt. Nathaniel Fick is releasing his own account in a book titled "One Bullet Away" due out in October 2005.

I am stationed in Iraq right now, so this book has a very personal feel to me, and I found it riveting.

The story is about a Marine Expeditionary Recon Company's drive through Iraq during the 2003 Gulf War. The author outlines the Division and Battalion Commander's objectives and rational for using this unit in a way they had never trained. He spares no punches in depicting how the assigned mission is one they have not been trained for. The Author gets the story by riding along in one of the front vehicles for the drive - a feat that I give him major kudos for.

The author builds the characters extremely well. If you have been in the military, you know people like all of these guys, but they are each very different and very multilayered. I feel most readers will enjoy the personal looks at each individual more than any other part of the book. It is also full of knicknames, mainly for people who are portrayed unflatteringly. Captain America and Casey Kasem are two of the more colorful ones.

The author describes each instance of enemy contact in intricate detail. He shows the ramifications of the inevitable non combatant losses, and how they affected the unit and the men that inflicted them. These are very personal, powerful inside stories - one ones that are told far too infrequently.

The book ends with the Marine's occupation of Baghdad, and presented many things veterans of this theature are too familiar with - untrust worthy locals, ambushes and guerilla warfare. He also presents the Marines' feelings on the war before and after it is over.

The other striking thing about this book is how it describes the tough day to day living conditions of these men. Wearing 60lbs of protective gear and chemical protective suit in sweltering heat, not getting enough food and not having a shower in 30 days. It will definetly make the reader admire the commitment of these men.

The final piece is a where are they now segment on the key characters of the book, as well as the disposition of the unit at the time of printing.

If you are interested in seeing how the 2003 war was fought from the front and learn about the men that did the fighting, this is an excellent place to start.

Most people looking from the outside have much difficulty understanding the unique world and complex relationships that make up the United States Marine Corps. As someone who served, I am always skeptical of outsiders writing about the Marine Corps simply because it is easy to look at the overabundance of testosterone, youthful arrogance, and off-color jokes and completely misunderstand Marine Corps culture. Wright does a tremendous job of providing both the withdrawn commentary of a 3rd party narrator and the insightful commentary of an insider. He seems to understand the Corps in a way normally reserved for those who have served. The book reads like a diary, providing a daily chronicle of not only the war, but various Marines' individual struggles with the horrors of combat, the ineptitude of leaders, and the unfocused and unclear mission that they were forced to carry out. Wright has done a tremendous service to America, the Marine Corps, and the Marines of First Recon by telling this story. While some of the facts may not be correct (as others have claimed), the book is worth the read if, for no other reason, than for a glimpse into the unique relationships that exist between fellow Marines and the difficult circumstances and decisions forced on those who serve in war.

I was a Recon Marine (Bravo Co. 3rd. Plt.) in the first Gulf War and Somalia. I look at this book from the distance of time, for my own experience, and with a history degree to reflect upon. The Marines have not changed much, nor has the command structure. There were good officers and enlisted men, and bad ones. The bad ones being deadly by the nature of the work. Yet, when you go to war you are stuck with what you have. First and foremost Wright illustrates that maxim of war.

Secondly, Wright, if he follows up on the consequences, shows the dillema of a journalist being too close to the war. He is embedded with his subjects and the story himself. For me, he did an outstanding job of staying objective about the chaos and slaughter of war. As well, he shows the American Fighting Man for all the things that he is. Some do not want to hear it but many Marines do look forward to war and that does not change after the first round goes off. But Wright does, in a way, become one of the boys. However, he could not have gotten this story if he had not, Recon Marines tend to not like reporters because they usually get portrayed as ninja like Rambos, which is unreal.

Of course, Wright made a few errors on military details, which an editor should have caught. Reporters of military actions should know more about the military: the structure, rank, equipment and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. There are at least a few remarks in the book for which some Marines may unfortunately regret. I don't think journalists should edit themselves but greater care is given to other confidential sources.

Wright got his boots dirty and saw a piece of the military that America has chosen not to look at. This book is true to the American Marine who has to go to war with less than perfect conditions and make decisions that few other humans have to consider.

Semper Fi! (The God Father always had a rhaspy voice.)

I was a US Marine Corporal attached to Combat Service Support Detachment 14 during the war against Iraq. As a Marine I can vouch that the book "Generation Kill" hits the nail on the head. It is raw, acurate and a bit scary to read my emotions on almost every page though I am not one of the characters in the book. I have personally read many books written on this war and this one is by far the best if you want to see the war through the eyes of a Marine Grunt! Do yourself a favor, buy this book, read it, then donate it to your public library. Semper Fi!
Cpl. Lenihan USMC

Being a reader of war memoirs, especially ones by and about Marines, I was at first leery about "Generation Kill," wondering if it was another quickie published to make a fast buck after the invasion of Iraq. I was pleasantly surprised, however, to find an enlightening and, to my eyes, accurate and true portrayal of what it was like for 1st Recon to ride pell-mell across the desert, shooting their way through any and all resistance.

Several reviewers have criticized Evan Wright for his lofty title. I don't think he's off the mark. This generation of warriors differs from their predecessors. They come across as somewhat disillusioned, eager to kill and desensitized to death and destruction. There are exceptions, of course, but video games and our modern brutal entertainment have actually, in a way, trained these young men for what's to come.

That differs from the WWII generation who uniformly describe their experience as "having a job to do" and nothing more. Even the Vietnam vets, who grew up with John Wayne and the TV series, "Combat!", went to war with a more idealized attitude, to fight communism, keep it from spreading and, in the process, save a country. The Marines sent into Iraq believe in "regime change" but several cynical members of the platoon voice disgust over fighting for oil. When, after their campaign is actually over, they learn the name of the war, "Iraqi Freedom," they express skepticism. Some wonder if the country they've just invaded will ever be free or stable. They have very little if any respect for the men they've just fought.

Wright's day by day account provides a snapshot of one small aspect of the war, the dirty, grueling, torturous ground assault. I was shocked at the behavior of some of the officers. Granted, many of them weren't even trained Recon Marines but joined the battalion just before the invasion. I thought the Corps had more sense than that. To send an elite unit like this into harm's way, to do a mission they weren't trained for, using vehicles and weapons they had little experience with, and not tell them the purpose of their mission is inexcusable. Fortunately for them, they prevailed. Junior NCOs and officers are the backbone of the military and it really shows in this story.

I got some great laughs out of the rapport between Corporal Person and Sergeant Colbert. Person, I hope you do become a rock star! You're quite a character. Your sense of humor is priceless. I found myself admiring Colbert very much and thinking that if I'd ever gone to combat I would have wanted it under a team leader like him. Wright's description of his Humvee ride with this team being like a weird family outing is dead on.

The only gripe I have is with some of the minor facts. A little more editing or fact checking by the author could have avoided this. The nickname Marines got from the Germans in World War I is Teufelhunden or Teufel Hunden, not Tuffen Hunds. Camp LeJeune is in North Carolina, not South Carolina. There are a couple of others but they escape me at the moment.

All in all, a very readable and exciting book. Many of the situatons and opinions the Marines encountered in April 2003, very early in the occupation, were very prescient. Water and electricity are still problems in Iraq. The inability of the Americans to provide these essentials is a very large sticking point in that country and their acceptance of our occupation. All I could think through most of the book was, I'm glad I was never in combat with my life in the hands of others, many of whom are incompetent and very, very dangerous.