Sunday Must-Read: “Preparing The Battlefield,” Seymour M. Hersh, New Yorker Magazine

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This should make you angry: With Iraq still raging, and bullets still raining in Afghanistan, the Bush Administration, along with some compliant Democratic Senators, have been funding covert operations against Iran, conducted by the CIA and Joint Special Operations Command (JSOC), according to American Pulitzer Prize winning journalist and author, Seymour M. Hersh, in his latest New Yorker article, “Preparing The Battlefield.” And the rabbit hole just gets deeper from there…

From the New Yorker:

Late last year, Congress agreed to a request from President Bush to fund a major escalation of covert operations against Iran, according to current and former military, intelligence, and congressional sources. These operations, for which the President sought up to four hundred million dollars, were described in a Presidential Finding signed by Bush, and are designed to destabilize the country’s religious leadership. The covert activities involve support of the minority Ahwazi Arab and Baluchi groups and other dissident organizations. They also include gathering intelligence about Iran’s suspected nuclear-weapons program.

 Check out the rest of Seymour Hersh’s “Preparing The Battlefield” here!

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Asscrackistan: A War Story

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Several high-ranking officers had been selected to go have a meet-and-greet, diplomatic-type lunch with the Afghan warlords that ran the area. They selected me to accompany them to lunch. At the time, I thought that I was some sort of super-trooper, asked to attend because I was the best my unit had to offer. As a PFC (Private First Class), I was probably just there to fill a seat and provide some added level of security. Read More »