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#3785: US Military, a racist, and Haiti (fwd)

[Corbett comments:  This is not fit reading for all readers.  There
are elements of extremely strong racism in parts.  I am posting it for
two reasons:  I think it is worth reminding ourselves that these veiws do 
exist out there and are alive and well.  Secondly, some of the claims
about the experiences of this person in Haiti are extremely revealing.

But, if you can stomach virulent racism, please delete NOW.]

 From: radman <resist@best.com>

From: < http://www.civilwartwo.com/sfua.html>

HAITI AUG 30, 1999


Quite frankly, Bob Shacochis’ hand wringing over the fate of Haiti (“Only 
Haiti Can Save Haiti:” 30 August) leaves me cold. I was a member of the 
invasion force, and served in Haiti as the Intelligence and Operations NCO 
for Special Forces Operational Detachment 381, stationed in Petit Goâve.
I have read Shacochis’ book, “Immaculate Invasion.” It is Marxist drivel, 
as was his 30 August opinion piece. His lament that “Wealth was not 
redistributed” by the U.S. Army reveals his politics, as does his 
anticipation of Aristide returning to power.
Aristide was a founder of PUCH, Haitian Communist Unification Party. His 
“Lavalas” movement consisted of anarchists, squatters, “students,” Maoists, 
vagrants, and just about every other example of human detritus. I called 
them collectively the Khmer Noir.
Lavalas organizers consisted almost entirely of heretic “priests” of the 
“liberation theology” (read “Christian”-Marxism) persuasion, leavened with 
voodoo for the savages. My ODA commander once asked my advise on putting an 
end to the almost daily Lavalas riots. “Simple,” I told him, “let me kill 
these so-called ‘priests’.” He didn’t think that was a good idea. The 
riots continued.
In Petit Goâve FRAPH had 108 members. I know; I had their records, files 
and correspondence. To a man, every member of FRAPH was productively 
employed, or was a small land or business owner. The polar opposite of the 
Lavalas. In Petit Goâve, FRAPH were the Haitian middle class. (Or as 
Shacochis would say, the petit bourgeoisie.) And they were, to a man, 
Think of FRAPH as the VFW turned political party. Did they occasionally 
resort to violence against the Lavalas to protect their property and 
businesses against the mob howling for “democracy”? Sure they did. Why 
shouldn’t they have?
To the Lavalas, “democracy” meant the “right” to loot, thieve and squat. On 
our first day in Petit Goâve, a smiling Lavalas “delegate” thanked us for 
being there so we could protect them while they looted the dock warehouses. 
I told him if they tried it we would kill them. “But we now demokrakasy,” 
he protested, “de warehouse’ day belong to ‘de people!’” My rifle waved 
carelessly in his direction. He got the hint.
In the course of my duties I came to know many of the Attaches. Again, they 
were productive members of the local community, who had volunteered their 
time to beef up police patrols. The beauty of the Attaches was that they 
knew who the local scum-bags were. Think of the Attaches as a proactive 
community watch.
Despite panicked and breathless media reports about “3000 disappeared,” and 
tireless efforts to “unearth atrocities,” not one shred of evidence has 
ever been produced to support the claim. Well, except for the screams of 
“holocaust” hitchhikers like Shacochis. The joke within my ODA was, “3000? 
That’s the best they could do?” I hear it’s up to 5000 now.
Shacochis further whined that weapons were redistributed instead of the 
wealth of people who created said wealth. That is true. Another of my 
duties was ensuring that extant weapons were accounted for (and later, on 
my own initiative, not accounted for) and redistributed.
Small-arms fell into two categories. Privately owned, and military issued. 
The Haitians kept immaculate records of small-arms ownership or issue. On 
the military issue ledger I simply designated one day when everybody who 
had an issued weapon reported for accountability. There were two types of 
issued weapons; M-14 select-fire rifles, and M-1 rifles.
I collected the M-14 select-fire rifles and reissued their owners a 
replacement M-1 rifle and 40 rounds of ball ammunition. All M-14 rifles 
were reissued to the FAd’H garrison with whom we were living. Our FAd’H 
“Joes” all had M-14s, and civilians who had signed for them all had M-1s. 
Mission accomplished!
(Aside: The FAd’H “Joes” weren’t bad guys. Under White leadership and 
discipline they made an acceptable colonial police force. So we (Whites) 
took charge and they (Haitians) did rather well. On their own they were 
utterly useless.)
On the privately owned ledger I discovered, after reading the Haitian 
firearms laws passed under General Cedras, that a civilian could own 
anything he damn well pleased as long as he could afford it and had a 
permit for it. Uzi submachine guns and select-fire Israeli Galil rifles 
were not uncommon. House-to-house with the permit applications and a knock 
on the door with a polite, “Good afternoon, do you still possess Galil 
serial #xxxxxx? (Oui.) May I check it against this permit list please? 
(Oui.) Thank you, have a nice day.”
Soon after, disaster struck. Firearms confiscation. Ordered from “on high.” 
Permit owners were told to turn in their weapons. (I was shocked!) It seems 
the restored Communists didn’t like the idea of an armed populace. (At 
least they had the decency to not use “the Children” as a pretext. They 
used Public meaning “Party” safety instead.) They needn’t have worried. 
Word “leaked” and the evening before “turn-in” there were a rash of 
“firearms thefts” throughout the entire Petit Goâve region. Too many to 
investigate. None were ever recovered. Damn.
The weapons “buy back” program layered itself in during the middle of all 
this. Gd.X for a grenade (Haitians could have grenades, why can’t 
Americans?), Gd.Y for a pistol, Gd.Z for a rifle, etc.. I nicknamed it the 
“Snitch-Off A Relative Program.” Haitians are corrupt to the bone.
Grinning Haitian “youths” would bring their uncle’s pistol in for the Gd.Y 
bounty. I’d offer them Gd.A. They’d start sputtering, pointing to the 
“price sheet.” I’d simply tell them, “Take Gd.A, or I’ll just take the gun 
and throw you in jail for possession of an illegal weapon.” They took Gd.A. 
But (Laughter!), they had to sign for the cash. That evening, we’d pay them 
a visit and take them for “a ride.” (They loved to ride in HUMMVs once.) 
The “Snitch-Off A Relative Program” ended rather quickly. My Detachment’s 
weapons buy-back program was a failure, although we ate well. Less astute
Detachments in other parts of Haiti had far greater success, although they 
ate much less well.
Shacochis cries that Haiti has no heroes to lead it out if its typically 
African squalor. If he is searching for Haitian heroes he’s a blithering 
fool or a “liberal” (not that there is any difference).
Haiti’s salvation lays in the same place the salvation of other African 
countries lay. Re-colonization by Whites and rigid Apartheid. Not by those 
of Shacochis’ ilk. But by Whites who are not afraid to demonstrate why they 
were the only race to have once conquered the world.

The Resister
PO Box 70586
Fort Bragg, NC 28307