In 1984, George Orwell’s masterpiece of insight into the immorality of power without the color of authority, perpetual violence is interrupted only by Two-Minute Hates, where former enemies become allies of convenience, and vice versa and this is a book about a two minute hate whose time has come and gone. For two minutes – about the lifespan of John Kerry’s popularity or usefulness – it was de rigueur to consider any accomplishment of the United States military as a war crime. While the press is constantly accusing the right of being stuck in the past there is no group more willing to offer any distortion or tell any lie while nursing a grievance than the left and its institutions.
This book can not be considered reporting as neither of the authors was out of knee pants at the time the events occurred. It certainly is not an accurate record of who, what, when, where, why and how and it can not be considered history because it fails to accurately address cause, context and consequence. Since it hews the party line it has been rewarded with the Pulitzer prize which is the ultimate stamp of approval for those who have mastered typing with their left hand only – and apparently little else!
These men – and boys – answered the call to service. It wasn’t pretty – it never is. But as with Orwell’s vision the left sees everything through the looking glass. Bravery is cowardice. Success is failure. Victory is defeat. Unwilling to admit that they sleep safely in their beds at night because strong men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm them the instead hand out awards to those who slander the brave and wish to populate a world where failure has a thousand fathers and success is always a bastard.
We have illustrated this review with pictures of those who served from their website http://www.327infantry.org/first/1st_photo_tigers for those who might want to see something other than what a bunch of peach faced scribblers produced.
Tiger Force : a true story of men and war New York, NY : Little, Brown, 2006 Michael Sallah and Mitch Weiss United States. Army. Infantry, 327th. Battalion, 1st. Tiger Force Platoon History Hardcover. 1st. ed. and printing. xi, 403 p.,  p. of plates : ill., maps ; 25 cm. Includes bibliographical references and index. Clean, tight and strong binding with clean dust jacket. No highlighting, underlining or marginalia in text. VG/VG
At the outset of the Vietnam War, the Army created an experimental fighting unit that became known as “Tiger Force.” The Tigers were to be made up of the cream of the crop – the very best and bravest soldiers the American military could offer. They would be given a long leash, allowed to operate in the field with less supervision. Their mission was to seek out enemy compounds and hiding places so that bombing runs could be accurately targeted. They were to go where no troops had gone, to become one with the jungle, to leave themselves behind and get deep inside the enemy’s mind.
The experiment went terribly wrong. What happened during the seven months Tiger Force descended into the abyss is the stuff of nightmares. Their crimes were uncountable, their madness beyond imagination – so much so that for almost four decades, the story of Tiger Force was covered up under orders that stretched all the way to the White House. Records were scrubbed, documents were destroyed, men were told to say nothing. But one person didn’t follow orders. The product of years of investigative reporting, interviews around the world, and the discovery of an astonishing array of classified information, Tiger Force claims to be a masterpiece of journalism and the winners of the Pulitzer Prize for their Tiger Force reporting, Michael Sallah and Mitch Weiss claim to have uncovered the last great secret of the Vietnam War. If your requirements for journalism require objectivity it fails on the first count and if you know that the last great secret of the Vietnam War is that our troops were sold down the river by politicians with aims other than an American victory it fails on the second count. In fact we can not think of a single reason that justified the writing or publishing of this book – certainly none that would justify your reading it.