Good News For People Who Love Bad News

Alright, so here it is, the mother of all blog entries. It's going to be a long one since i have about 2 months worth of incidents to fill you all in on. Last post I posted I said I was going to a platoon size firebase, which i did. We went out there not really knowing how long it would be until we would be coming back here to Warrior, but we invited the notion with open arms and pushed on. The firebase was an old veterinarian clinic and it was one of the only compounds with "hard" buildings in the district, meaning the buildings were made out of something other then mud. When we first got there we just spent a lot of time repairing and cleaning the compound up a bit. The previous occupants didn't exactly take good care of the place to say the least. The first week or two we spent repairing vehicles and building guard towers. Finally when the place started looking presentable we began our movement around the district . We were in the biggest district with the smallest force... ya, figure that one out. Most of our early missions were just HA missions, or Humanitarian Aid if you will. In other words we drove to the nearby villages and handed out food and medical supplies, and even some soccer balls. The people loved us of course since we were handing out free stuff, who wouldn't love that? The bad thing about doing this is that there is usually an appointed leader in all the villages, and sometimes the people choosing didn't exactly make a great choice so there's a lot of missing food and medicine. it really is sad when the wrong people get their hands on what the people need the most. On a little side note, I decided to make this my random subject post and instead write a bunch of smaller posts about certain incidents. There are a lot of good people here but most of them are to scared of the Taliban to speak up. Hopefully we can change that.