Confessions of Jessie Macbeth - An
"What
we are doing over there is wrong"
We went to the home of
JESSIE: I thought I was going to be a hero, that I
was going to go and be the best and go and protect my country, make sure people
at home don’t suffer, even though I [indistinct] people back at home. I still wanted to do my job for everybody
else, you know, for all the innocent people.
And I was proud for my country, my home, my government.
I got shipped off to
Once I was in
So, once I hear that, I’m
like, what happened to the Army values, the stuff you pumped us up for? What happened to “We’re going there to
liberate the people”? Operation Iraq
Freedom is more like Operation Iraqi Slaughter.
I remember when my friends
got there, after the debriefing they had us go out and clear out the bunkers after
the air force had bombed the crap out of them.
So we had to go in and make sure everything in there was dead. So, where there were women, children,
whatever, that weren’t dead, we had to finish them off and drag the bodies out.
These were like little
underground bomb shelters, or houses with basements, you know. Most of them were just families hiding down
there, but we were told there were insurgents hiding down there. Saddam’s forces were hiding down there, you
know.
So we went down there and a
lot of them were dead and a lot of them were not dead, just wounded. I remember walking in there, smelling the
smell of burnt flesh, and hearing people cry, hearing people begging us to help
them, because they thought we were there for them, you know. And seeing people
lying around and rotting. And some that
weren’t wounded very bad, we had to kill them.
After experiencing that first
part, it changed me. After having
witnessed that, doing harm to other people’s life, I feel like I lost a lot of
myself.
There would probably be like
an average, sometimes more, sometimes less, of five or six people that lived,
you know, and they were wounded, or they were hurt just a little bit, or
because they were deep down in there, they avoided the main blast, they hid
behind something, it didn’t matter whether they survived that or not, we had to
kill them inside, where the rest of the media and that crap couldn’t see, and
then bring them out.
A lot of times the intelligence
on them, I think they knew there weren’t any insurgents in there. And I think they just said that, because
every time we bombed someplace, the news blew it up, and so I think that they
said that to get support and to make it look like they were doing the right
thing.
The Iraqi people, the
insurgents did a lot of jacko stuff to the American soldiers. I’m not saying it’s right, what they did, but
if some people came into
I’ve been called a traitor
for saying that, and all kinds of stuff.
Well, I feel like a traitor to everything the military has taught me for
doing what they told me to and for not speaking out I feel like I’m betraying
my battle buddy that died.
After that, we were doing the
night raids in houses, we would pull people out and we would have them all on
their knees and zip-tied, and we would ask the guy a question, of the whole
family, the man of the house is questioned, and if he didn’t answer the way we
liked, we would shoot his youngest kid in the head, and we would keep going
with our interrogation. He could be
innocent. He could be an average Joe
trying to support his family. If he
didn’t give us a satisfactory answer we’d kill off his family ‘til he told us
something. If he didn’t know anything, I
guess he was SOL (?). It sucked. I didn’t feel anything. I just wanted to do my job. I wanted to be a good Ranger. I wanted to lead the way.
I felt wrong. I felt disgusted with myself, because I had
to make myself hate them in order to do my job.
I had to make myself not think of them as people. Just think of them as a target, or an enemy,
or just dehumanize them. That way I
could live with it. I still can’t. It hard for me deal with it, now that I’m back
home, but that is the way I could complete my job.
I didn’t keep count, but I
say by my hand alone probably almost 200 people that were taken out by me. That
is a rough estimate and a lot of them at close range, like the distance from me
to you, or closer. When we were doing
the raids on the houses, they would be close; they would actually feel the hot muzzle
of my rifle on the forehead. I wouldn’t
shoot them that close, but I’d step back and shoot. We just had to scare them
first, you know. Maybe we’d beat them
up, or kick them, or hit the wife, or a couple of guys were fondling the wives,
just to piss them off, to try to get them to say something.
We’d do that at several
houses, multiple houses, slaughtering 30 or 40 people a night sometimes in the houses,
women and children. I didn’t sign up to
kill women and children. I was trained
in the Ranger school in 18 months of that crap.
I didn’t want to kill. I wanted a
challenge. I wanted to fight other elite
soldiers. But I had to go fight kids, women
and innocent people that don’t know how to fight.
I really got disappointed in
my country, I got disappointed in my government, but I didn’t say
anything. I would have been locked up
and got court-martialed if I spoke out while I was in active duty.
Other things that they told
us to do, we were ordered to go into a mosque.
This really hurts me a lot. My
nightmares come from this most time.
We’d be ordered to go into a mosque, and people were doing some sort of
late night prayer. They don’t usually do
a late night prayer, but they do it once a night in the holy days, or
something. And we infiltrated the mosque
ahead of time, we’d be all posted up there, and we were waiting for them to
come there. There were like maybe a
couple hundred people that were praying, all ages, women and men. While they
were in their prayer we started slaughtering them, started shooting them,
started taking them out. And then after
that we would burn their bodies, we would hand their bodies from the rafters in
the mosque, and we would write stuff up on the wall, like “You’re not safe, and
you’ve got to leave here, and Allah can kiss my ass, and
Now that I look back at it,
we are the terrorists. We’re the ones
terrorizing the country, a whole nation of people that did nothing wrong to
us.
A lot of Iraqis didn’t want
us there. We shot at protesters because
we were told that they had weapons, whether or not they did. They’d say, “They’ve got weapons in there; you’ve
got to go take them out, and that we’d find weapons afterward.” We found none. No weapons afterward. Kids that threw rocks at us and our commander
told us to take them out. In that sort
of environment, we had to take them out.
Kids throwing rocks, protesters holding up signs, burning flags. Our job was to kill, kill, kill. You know what they’d say now, “What makes the
green grass grow? blood red” That’s
pretty much what they had to do, to grow some grass in the desert. I’m so disappointed in my country. I’m ashamed to have served in
While I was in
Our country has become
terrorists. That’s why people hate
us. I love my country, man; I would die
for my country any day, but I won’t die for our president, I won’t die for our
government. If I have to fight again,
man, it would be to take that asshole out of office. I’m tired of
I remember this one time over
there, there was this family. It was
after we raided a house, and this lady, she was just holding her kids, three
kids, they were young, one was about a year old, little older than my son, and a couple like
five or maybe seven, I don’t know. They
weren’t that old at all, and she was holding them and she had blood on her
hands, one of her children was hurt, and she was sitting there, and I saw her
first. She was begging me, begging me to
save her, save her and to save the kids.
But, I didn’t, you know. I wanted
to be, uh, I killed them, because, that’s what I had to do. And not a day goes by that I don’t regret
that.
I think about my own son a
lot, what if that was my son, if someone came and killed my family.
People were telling me “War
is not like you think it is,” but I didn’t listen. Once you go out there and experience it for
yourself you realize the people were right, and it’s horrible, and nobody
should be subjected to that.
The military, they lie to
you. They manipulate you. And basically they can do whatever they want
to you and get away with it. The government,
they have complete power like that. A lot
of people think it’s not true, but then look at
Guys going into the military,
you make your own revolution in the military here at home. You do that.
If you want to fight for a cause, fight for a good cause. Don’t fight for a war over money or oil or a
war to take over the whole
A lot of people in the
military, they’re over there fighting,
they don’t want no more war. They don’t want that. And all it takes is a few good men to hold
the rallying flag, for them to rally behind.
And we’ll stop this shit. The
thing is, the government is doing so much to not let us be heard. The major media, they won’t play a lot of
stuff. I talk a lot. They won’t play a lot of stuff that we talk
about. They cut it out. They only play what they want the people to
hear. They want to hush us up. We got to do stuff; we’ve got to find people
that will listen, that will put real stuff out.
Like you guys in Indymedia. because
you’ve got to put out the truth and people rally behind that.
I’m so dedicated to my
country. If it takes me holding up the
flag and getting killed to put this shit to stop, I would do it, because it
needs to stop, for my family’s sake, and for the rest of the world’s sake.
We don’t need to be over
there. We don’t want to be over
there. BRING US HOME. BRING US HOME.