Jason linked up this superb grunt's-eye-view account of the latest Mosul ambush:

We were driving there on that main street, when all of the sudden all hell came down all around on us, all these guys wearing all black ... a couple dozen on each side of the street, on rooftops, alleys, edge of buildings, out of windows, everywhere just came out of fucking nowhere and started firing RPG's and AK47's at us. I freaked the fuck out and ducked down in the hatch. I yelled "WE GOT FUCKIN HAJI'S ALL OVER THE FUCKIN PLACE!!! THERE ALL OVER GOD DAMNIT!!!"

Includes a user's review of the latest army wonder weapon, the Stryker. Amazingly, this particular system seems to be working as-advertised, straight out of the box.

The follow-up is just as good:

I'm pretty sure if Mosul was contaminated and infested with reporters and journalists, they would totally blow Mosul all outta proportion and make this place out to be like Viet Fuckin Nam or twist and distort everything, like I've seen them do soo many times since I've been here. But instead, we get no press, so they think its fuckin Disnyland here.

Oh hell, the whole thing is extremely interesting. I'm rapidly coming to the conclusion that the "greatest generation" is the one that happens to be in battle.