After 20+ years in the military I occasionally think that I've seen it all. I've read Catch-22 & M*A*S*H, been to a lot of joint commands, and generally snickered at all the silly things that military staffs do to perpetuate their bureaucracy. From the martial perspective, fighting a war or two is a lot easier than spending all your time frantically justifying your existence widespread outbreaks of peace.
But to my cynical surprise I'm still learning that there's more to see. I think the silliest situations arise from the senior officer's transition of being the big fish with their own pond to being just another little fish in a big pond.
Take, for example, the one-star admiral or brigadier general. On sea duty these flag officers would be handed their own multi-ship battlegroup, complete with a couple submarines & air wings, and would be told to go invade Pattaya preserve the peace & show the flag all over the Pacific. On land they'd be given a division or two and expected to remain at the ready to lay waste to Ke'eamoku Street large areas of real estate. These are the people who respond when the JCS gets a 911 call, first on the scene, the real-time decision-makers.
That is, until they rotate to joint staff duty to start their personal "run for the top" broaden their exposure to policy-making. On a four-star staff HQ like PACOM, one-stars aren't even deemed capable of supervising their own directorates like "Plans" or "Operations" or "Logistics" or "Intelligence". They won't even be the deputies of those directorates. If they're lucky they'll be "assisting" the deputies or "supervising" one of the larger departments within the directorates. They've gone from running entire homeports & military bases to barely rating a reserved parking spot (doled out by seniority & available space) and plowing through literally thousands of PowerPoint slides. Suddenly they're "just another one-star" amid a crowd of "more senior" officers. Darwinism at its finest. No wonder they're so grumpy.
But PACOM one-stars are infused with a new reason to live. Apparently, way back in the mists of history, the PACOM admiral and a few lower layers in the chain of command were unavailable when a VIP arrived. Unfortunately, without properly experienced supervision on the scene, the VIP was not correctly greeted by a knowledgeable officer of flag rank. Protocol was seriously violated by this heinous offense, careers were abruptly terminated, and many heads rolled. Luckily the military always takes steps to prevent a recurrence of these disasters, and PACOM responded with its brightest and most creative minds bringing forth an innovative product.
Yes, (ta-daaaa!) the FOGODO-- the Flag Officer/General Officer Duty Officer. It's actually a one-star watchbill to bring a smile to the faces of every JO who's ever suffered watchbill shiftwork ensure that VIPs are properly greeted at the airport and smoothly escorted to their first scheduled evolution. They're on the job 24/7, no matter how many PowerPoint slides might be created without them. Even today, with a war raging at liberty's darkest hour, my spouse can attest that the clarion call still rings forth from the PACOM front office: "G$#@%^* it, where the #$%^ is the FOGODO?!?"
Our tax dollars at work, folks. At least we can all sleep soundly tonight knowing that the FOGODO stands at the ready...
Spouse signed up for 29 days of PACOM duty and today is the half-way point. I think the novelty of the gig has worn thin since she's overheard a couple one-stars bitching about the FOGODO watchbill. However she's been "invited" to interview for a PACOM-related billet that could lead to many more 29-day gigs or even a return to w-w-work. (Sorry, that word still chokes me up.) She feels motivated to take the job because we've heard rumblings that 25,000 Navy Reservists (out of ~70,000) are going to be mobilized on 1 October (when new fiscal-year funding is available) to backfill Army billets in Iraq & Afghanistan.
We are living in interesting times...
But to my cynical surprise I'm still learning that there's more to see. I think the silliest situations arise from the senior officer's transition of being the big fish with their own pond to being just another little fish in a big pond.
Take, for example, the one-star admiral or brigadier general. On sea duty these flag officers would be handed their own multi-ship battlegroup, complete with a couple submarines & air wings, and would be told to go invade Pattaya preserve the peace & show the flag all over the Pacific. On land they'd be given a division or two and expected to remain at the ready to lay waste to Ke'eamoku Street large areas of real estate. These are the people who respond when the JCS gets a 911 call, first on the scene, the real-time decision-makers.
That is, until they rotate to joint staff duty to start their personal "run for the top" broaden their exposure to policy-making. On a four-star staff HQ like PACOM, one-stars aren't even deemed capable of supervising their own directorates like "Plans" or "Operations" or "Logistics" or "Intelligence". They won't even be the deputies of those directorates. If they're lucky they'll be "assisting" the deputies or "supervising" one of the larger departments within the directorates. They've gone from running entire homeports & military bases to barely rating a reserved parking spot (doled out by seniority & available space) and plowing through literally thousands of PowerPoint slides. Suddenly they're "just another one-star" amid a crowd of "more senior" officers. Darwinism at its finest. No wonder they're so grumpy.
But PACOM one-stars are infused with a new reason to live. Apparently, way back in the mists of history, the PACOM admiral and a few lower layers in the chain of command were unavailable when a VIP arrived. Unfortunately, without properly experienced supervision on the scene, the VIP was not correctly greeted by a knowledgeable officer of flag rank. Protocol was seriously violated by this heinous offense, careers were abruptly terminated, and many heads rolled. Luckily the military always takes steps to prevent a recurrence of these disasters, and PACOM responded with its brightest and most creative minds bringing forth an innovative product.
Yes, (ta-daaaa!) the FOGODO-- the Flag Officer/General Officer Duty Officer. It's actually a one-star watchbill to bring a smile to the faces of every JO who's ever suffered watchbill shiftwork ensure that VIPs are properly greeted at the airport and smoothly escorted to their first scheduled evolution. They're on the job 24/7, no matter how many PowerPoint slides might be created without them. Even today, with a war raging at liberty's darkest hour, my spouse can attest that the clarion call still rings forth from the PACOM front office: "G$#@%^* it, where the #$%^ is the FOGODO?!?"
Our tax dollars at work, folks. At least we can all sleep soundly tonight knowing that the FOGODO stands at the ready...
Spouse signed up for 29 days of PACOM duty and today is the half-way point. I think the novelty of the gig has worn thin since she's overheard a couple one-stars bitching about the FOGODO watchbill. However she's been "invited" to interview for a PACOM-related billet that could lead to many more 29-day gigs or even a return to w-w-work. (Sorry, that word still chokes me up.) She feels motivated to take the job because we've heard rumblings that 25,000 Navy Reservists (out of ~70,000) are going to be mobilized on 1 October (when new fiscal-year funding is available) to backfill Army billets in Iraq & Afghanistan.
We are living in interesting times...