Here’s an excerpt from the San Diego Union-Tribune:
American jets killed Iraqi troops with firebombs – similar to the controversial napalm used in the Vietnam War – in March and April as Marines battled toward Baghdad.
“We napalmed both those (bridge) approaches,” said Col. Randolph Alles in a recent interview. He commanded Marine Air Group 11, based at Miramar Marine Corps Air Station, during the war. “Unfortunately, there were people there because you could see them in the (cockpit) video.
“They were Iraqi soldiers there. It’s no great way to die,” he added.
During the war, Pentagon spokesmen disputed reports that napalm was being used, saying the Pentagon’s stockpile had been destroyed two years ago.
Apparently the spokesmen were drawing a distinction between the terms “firebomb” and “napalm.” If reporters had asked about firebombs, officials said yesterday they would have confirmed their use.
What the Marines dropped, the spokesmen said yesterday, were “Mark 77 firebombs.” They acknowledged those are incendiary devices with a function “remarkably similar” to napalm weapons.
Rather than using gasoline and benzene as the fuel, the firebombs use kerosene-based jet fuel, which has a smaller concentration of benzene.
Yesterday military spokesmen described what they see as the distinction between the two types of incendiary bombs. They said mixture used in modern firebombs is a less harmful mixture than Vietnam War-era napalm.
“Many folks (out of habit) refer to the Mark 77 as ‘napalm’ because its effect upon the target is remarkably similar.”
“This additive has significantly less of an impact on the environment,” wrote Marine spokesman Col. Michael Daily, in an e-mailed information sheet provided by the Pentagon.
Let me bold this part:
he added “many folks (out of habit) refer to the Mark 77 as ‘napalm’ because its effect upon the target is remarkably similar.”
Colonel, folks don’t refer to the Mark 77 as ‘napalm.’ Folks sit around a dining room table eating turkey and mashed potatoes, and green-bean casserole, and rolls, and stuffing made with weird things their relatives find tasty. Folks wait their turn at the barbershop. Folks say “How bout them Saints?” or “Looks like it’s going to rain.” What you’ve got there Colonel, is evil pretend fuckheads, not folks. That’s what you’ve got there, Colonel.
Fucking goofball motherfucker.
You know, it wasn’t long ago that I was very particular about my use of cursing. But lately the motherfuckers have abounded, and I am at a loss as to how to describe them in genteel terms. A raft of motherfuckers has crawled out of hidey-holes since W got into office. The very idea that this colonel motherfucker feels he can get away with using the words “folks” and “napalm” in the same sentence blows my mind.
Colonel: you’re fired from the band.