From Orpheus -- "The keyboard is mightier than the Abrams." Despite the jarring modern wording, this sentence expresses the same concept as its originating phrase involving plucked feathers and pointy metal objects; namely that, to a great extent, re

A new voice is going to be heard here at Chief Wiggles blog on occasion. This new voice is another soldier serving with the Chief. He will be known as "Orpheus." We hope you appreciate what he has to say.

The following post is in response to various email messages received, including some incensed Brits who felt the Chief was being presumptuous to say our treatment of POWs was better than theirs.This is as far as I will go asking him to clarify anythi

Monday, July 28, 2003Just a quick note to follow up on yesterday’s journal entry. To continue my remarks regarding our treatment of prisoners, I can only speak from my own experience and from my own perspective relating to the area of the proc

Saturday, July 26, 2003Wow what a whirlwind day it has been. I was jumping all over the place, like a Mexican jumping bean on drugs, just trying to keep up with demands of the day. I was in charge of family visits again, insuring each prisoner got to

Friday, July 25, 2003Finally a day free from the wind. We have endured a long week of constant sand storms, hampering our breathing, blocking our vision, and constantly aggravating our lives. It is so bizarre that I have become accustomed to its cons

Sunday, July 20, 2003Another week has come to a close, now already the middle of July. It is hard to imagine how much time has already passed by. The sun rises and sets in its entire splendor but still I am so unaware of the passing of time. We make

Saturday, July 19, 2003Oh the long hot days of summer, when will they ever end? I have started to believe that I am living in the land of the endless summer with all its fury. Since I arrived in the middle east, some 5 months ago now, it has been hot

Sunday, July 13, 2003I am worried about my family today and every day. Things are not well at home with my loved ones, everyone with their own set of difficult obstacles and hurdles to cross. Each and every morning I am awoken first by the sun and he

Friday, July 11, 2003We are in the midst of a sand storm, the likes of which I have not seen for quite some time. We have all retreated to our tents of choice, which for me is the old bombed out radio station. Actually it serves me quite well as a pl

Wednesday, July 09, 2003 I wanted to share this poem that has always touched my heart. It has even more meaning while I am here serving the people of Iraq.I watched the flag pass by one day, It fluttered in the breeze. A young Ma