Skip to comments.The Bay of Pigs -- Anniversary of Heroism and Shame
Posted on 04/17/2007 6:53:38 PM PDT by LibFreeUSA
"They fought like tigers," writes the CIA officer who helped train the Cubans who splashed ashore at the Bay of Pigs 46 years ago this week. "But their fight was doomed before the first man hit the beach."
That CIA man, Grayston Lynch, knows something about fighting and about long odds. He carried scars from Omaha Beach, The Battle of the Bulge and Korea's Heartbreak Ridge. But in those battles Lynch and his band of brothers could count on the support of their own chief executive. At the Bay of Pigs, Grayston Lynch (an American) and his band of brothers (Cubans) learned first in speechless shock and finally in burning rage that their most powerful enemies were not Castro's Soviet-armed soldiers massing in Santa Clara, Cuba, but the Ivy League's best and brightest conferring in Washington.
Grayston Lynch put it on the line for the U.S. Constitution like few living today. I'd say he's earned the right to indulge in a little "freedom of speech."
So when he writes, "Never have I been so ashamed of my country" about the bloody and shameful events 46 years ago this month at the Bay of Pigs, I'd say we owe him a respectful audience.
Lynch commanded, in his own words, "brave boys who had never before fired a shot in anger" college students, farmers, doctors, common laborers, whites, blacks, mulattoes. They were known as La Brigada 2506. An almost precise cross-section of Cuban society of the time.
Short on battle experience, yes, but they fairly burst with what Bonaparte and George Patton valued most in a soldier morale. No navel-gazing about "why they hate us." They'd seen the face of Castro/communism point-blank. And that's all it takes.
They set their jaws and resolved to smash this murderous barbarism that was ravaging their homeland.
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They went at it with a vengeance.
These "brave boys" fought till the last round, without food or water, and inflicted losses of almost 30-to-1 against their Soviet-trained and arm-lavished enemy.
Castro defectors, some the very doctors who attended the casualties, say the invading freedom-fighters inflicted over 3,500 casualties on their Stalinist enemy. Castro and Che were jittery there for a while, urging caution in the counterattack. From the lethal fury of the attack and the horrendous casualties their troops and militia were taking, the Stalinist leaders assumed they faced at least "20,000 invading mercenaries," as they called them.
Yet it was a band of mostly civilian volunteers they outnumbered 40-to-1, led by the heroic Erneido Oliva. (A black Cuban, by the way, Messieurs Rangel and Sharpton.) A high percentage of these men had wives and children. But to hear Castro's echo chamber (the mainstream and academia), Fidel was the plucky David and the invaders the bumbling Goliath.
The invaders themselves suffered 100 dead. Four were American pilot "advisers," who defied direct orders to abandon the men they'd trained and befriended. "Nuts!" they barked but at their own commander in chief. 'Accidental' Discovery: Miracle pill halts all disease! Stay Informed With American Compass books Are You Guilty Of Exalting Evil? Lose 20 lbs w/ the Hoodia Diet Patch-Get 1 week Free How To Reverse 50 Years Of Artery Plaque Orexis® Is Proven To Work Immediately For All Men Are Pheromones a Secret Weapon for Dating? Urgent Energy Trade: Click Here For Report
These U.S. volunteers Pete Ray, Riley Shamburger, Leo Barker, and Wade Grey suited up, gunned the engines, and joined the fight. These were Southern boys, not pampered Ivy Leaguers, so there was no navel-gazing.
They had archaic notions of right and wrong, of honor and loyalty, of who America's enemies really are. Their Cuban brothers were being slaughtered on that heroic beachhead. Knowing their lumbering B-26s were sitting ducks for Castro's unmolested jets and Sea Furies, all four Alabama air guard volunteers flew over the doomed beachhead to lend support to their betrayed brothers in arms.
All four Americans were shot down. All four have their names in a place of honor next to their Cuban comrades on The Bay of Pigs Memorial, plus streets named after them in Miami's Little Havana, plus their crosses at Miami's Cuban Memorial cemetery.
When Doug MacArthur waded ashore on Leyte, he grabbed a radio: "People of the Philippines: I have returned. By the grace of Almighty God our forces stand again on Philippine soil soil consecrated in the blood of our two peoples."
Cuban soil was similarly consecrated.
To quote author Haynes Johnson, "The Bay of Pigs was a battle where heroes were made." And how! We call them "men," but Brigadista Felipe Rondon was 16 years old when he grabbed his 57 mm cannon and ran to face one of Castro's Stalin tanks point blank. At 10 yards he fired at the clanking, lumbering beast and it exploded, but the momentum kept it going and it rolled over little Felipe. Gilberto Hernandez was 17 when a round from a Czech burp gun put out his eye. Castro's troops were swarming in but he held his ground, firing furiously with his recoilless rifle for another hour, until the Reds finally surrounded him and killed him with a shower of grenades.
By then the invaders sensed they'd been abandoned. Ammo was almost gone. Two days shooting and reloading without sleep, food, or water was taking its toll. Many were hallucinating. That's when Castro's Soviet howitzers opened up, huge 122 mm ones, four batteries' worth. They pounded 2,000 rounds into the invaders' ranks over a four-hour period. "It sounded like the end of the world," one said later.
"Rommel's crack Afrika Corps broke and ran under a similar bombardment," wrote Haynes Johnson. By now the invaders were dazed, delirious with fatigue, thirst and hunger, too deafened by the bombardment to even hear orders. So their commander had to scream.
"There is no retreat, Carajo!" Oliva stood and bellowed to his dazed and horribly outnumbered men. "We stand and fight!" And so they did, and wrote as glorious a chapter in military history and the annals of freedom as any you'd care to read.
Right after the deadly shower of Soviet shells, more Stalin tanks rumbled up.
Another boy named Barberito rushed up to the first one and blasted it repeatedly with his recoilless rifle, which barely dented it, but so rattled the occupants that they opened the hatch and surrendered. In fact, they insisted on shaking hands with their pubescent captor, who an hour later was felled by a machine-gun burst to his valiant little heart.
On another front, Lynch, from his command post offshore, was talking with Cmdr. Pepe San Roman. Lynch knew about the canceled airstrikes and figured the men were doomed. "If things are really rough," he told Pepe, "we can come in and evacuate you."
"We will not be evacuated!" Pepe barked. "We came here to fight! This ends here!" The communists had almost 50,000 men around the beachhead now. But Oliva had one tank manned by Jorge Alvarez, and two rounds. Jorge aimed Blam! Reloaded Blam! and quickly knocked out two of Castro's Stalins. But more Stalins and T-34's kept coming. So Alvarez outgunned, outnumbered and out of ammo finally had no choice: He gunned his tank to a horrendous clattering whine and charged!
He rammed into another Stalin tank. Its driver was stunned, frantic. He couldn't get a half-second to aim his gun. So Alvarez rammed him again. And again. And again, finally splitting the Stalin's barrel and forcing its surrender.
These things went on for three days, literally until the freedom-fighters very last bullet.
The battle was over in three days, but the heroism was not.
Now came almost two years in Castro's dungeons for the captured Brigada, complete with the physical and psychological torture that comes with communist incarceration. Last month when John McCain addressed the Bay of Pigs Veterans Association he learned that he had shared torturers with the Cuban-American freedom-fighters. (Castro had sent several of his regime's most promising sadists to North Vietnamese prison camps to instruct the Vietnamese reds in finer points of their profession.)
But through 18 months of it in Castro's prison and torture chambers, none of the Brigadistas broke. They even refused to denounce the nation that for all they knew at the time had betrayed them.
They stood tall, proud, and defiant, even sparring with Castro himself during their televised Stalinist show trials. "We will die with dignity!" Cmdr. Oliva repeatedly snapped as his communist captors.
After her guilt-stricken husband ransomed these men from Castro's prison, Jacqueline Kennedy heard the details of their freedom-fight first hand. She then addressed them, their families and friends at Miami's Orange Bowl with little John-John at her side:
"My son is still too young to realize what has happened here," she spoke in flawless Spanish. "But I will make it my business to tell him the story of your courage as he grows up. It is my hope that he'll grow into a man at least half as brave as the members of Brigade 2506."
Noted military historian and American patriot Michael Moore, on the other hand, refers to these freedom-fighters differently: "really just a bunch of wimps. That's right Wimps. Ex-Cubans with a yellow stripe down their backs."
Humberto Fontova is the author of "Exposing the Real Che Guevara and the Useful Idiots Who Idolize Him." Watch for him on Hannity & Colmes April 23rd.
Hard to tell which was more inept - the Carter team or the Kennedy team.
one of our sadder moments.
I consider our abandonment of 2506 to be one of the black marks in our history.
The Kennedy team made a horrendous blunder that ultimately led to and resulted in exposing the USA to Soviet nuclear missiles in Cuba. Additionally, this ‘to the brink’ psychosis experienced by the USA ruling elite during the ‘Crisis in October’ had a paramount impact and effect in driving (Johnson & CO) and us into the Vietnam War (to prove Johnson’s “anti-Communist” machismo to the U.S. voters).
Yes - democrat administrations have never been so keen on exporting democracy.
A lot of these men spent time in St. Augustine, and I was fortunate enough to meet some of them.
but was "The Good Sheperd about the Bay of Pigs?"
I saw it the other night, and I did not really "get" what the director was trying to communicate.
I noticed some heavy-weight liberals in it. Was there a slant or agenda I did not notice? -Doc
...A lot of black marks since....
JFK: The benchmark for style over substance.
Please come down to Miami and have a sip of coffe at Versailles on 8st near 37 ave. You could meet many veterans there getting their coladas. Or you can try any of the “La Carreta” resturaunts.
I heard a interesting story about this back in 79 when I was in the Navy from our 1st. class from some years back.
He was in sickbay for some something ( I forget what) And his roommate was coming out of anesthesia. He was supposedly a communications officer in the White House at
that time. As he was coming out he started talking about the Bay of Pigs and was like having flash back reliving it.
One of the thing he said was that JFK had ordered the support. But Bobby was against it. And got on the radio and pretended to be his brother and recalled the forces. Being that they sounded so much alike the commanders thought they were getting orders from the CNC. In the confusion by the time it was sorted out what had happen. It was to late to
turn the forces around. Or admit what had happend. And you can see why this would suppressed. The CNC loosing control of the armed forces.
Is this Sea Story true? I dont know But its interesting.