Saturday, June 22, 2013


In the Beginning was The Plan . . .

And then came the Assumptions.

And the Assumptions were without form.

And The Plan was without substance.

And Darkness was upon the Face of The Team.

And they spoke among themselves saying,

"It's a Crock of Shit and it Stinks."

And so the Captain and the Warrant Officer went unto the B-Team and they said,

"It is a Pail of Dung and None may Abide the Odor Thereof."

And the B-Team went unto Battalion S-3 and they said,

"It is a Container of excrement and It is Very Strong, such that None may Abide by It."

And S-3 went unto the Battalion Commander and said,

"It is a Vessel of Fertilizer, and None may Abide Its Strength."

And the Battalion Commander and the Command Sergeant Major spoke among themselves, saying to one another,

"It Contains That Which Aids Plant Growth, and It is Very Strong."

And so the Commander and the Command Sergeant Major went unto the J-3 of the Joint Task Force, saying unto them,

"It Promotes Growth, and is Very Powerful."

And the J-3 went unto the Joint Task Force Commander, saying unto him,

"The new Plan will Promote the Growth and Vigor within the Joint Special Operations Area, with Powerful Effects."

And the Joint Task Force Commander looked upon the Plan and saw that it was Good.

And the Plan became the Mission, and Orders were published and delivered unto the Team, to Execute.

This is how Shit Happens.



  1. Sounds about right.

  2. Sounds about parr for the course of things. Or put another way "Shit Happen's"

  3. Not only 'happens' but becomes official policy and doctrine............eventually morphing into TTP's.

    OTB MCPO sends................