When apparent sheep (regardless of what background this woman may have) say things like, “We had the correct number of assets in Benghazi on the night of 9/11,” I can literally feel my ‘switch’ begin to move. This is the same ‘switch’ that makes Bruce Banner turn green and smash things into bits while wearing purple pants.
In direct response to Miss Lamb: Unless you are referring to the assaulting element, the support by fire element, and the intelligence node that you likely recruited into your force structure, you did NOT have the “correct number of assets in Benghazi” that night. The Benghazi raiders most certainly had the correct number of assets on the ground. Those assets were extremely successful in their operation of murdering an American Ambassador, two Navy SEALs, and a Foreign Service Officer.
In addition, it was explained today that the State Department hired, trained, and armed Libyan security to replace any American security forces. “We had been training local Libyans and arming them for almost a year,” and any American security forces “would not have made any difference in Benghazi.”
There is a term known as ‘Access and Placement’ which describes targeting and influencing specific individuals for the purpose of covertly gathering intelligence on potential targets. If I were planning attacks on foreign embassies, what a blessing it would be if those foreign governments hired locals to perform the HYPER CRITICAL JOB OF PHYSICAL SECURITY ON A FIXED STRUCTURE!
Local individuals are far easier to bribe, leverage, or threaten into communicating all sorts of vital information, like escape and evasion routes, safe houses, or number of personnel in a structure. You would be surprised what a man will do if his wife and children are kidnapped and held ransom. Was this the case? I doubt we will receive any direct answers to that other than the sound of a sheep bleating.
This sort of micromanagement, risk-averse, political correctness is the atmosphere that leads to astronomical numbers of PTSD and suicides for members of the military coming back home. After willingly laying their lives on the board of chance, sheepdogs return home to the sneering of sheep while they attempt in vain to appease the wolves they have surrounded themselves with.
Consider my blood boiling, Miss Lamb.