Posted on 04/15/2016 10:22:37 AM PDT by Kaslin
“The Bay of Pigs took place the year that I was born. The next year, the entire world held its breath, watching our two countries, as humanity came as close as we ever have to the horror of nuclear war.” (President Barack Obama, Havana, Cuba, March, 22, 2016.)
Moral equivalence, anyone? Was this threat “humanity’s” fault? America’s fault? Are—just maybe, who knows?--were the Soviet satraps in Cuba at fault for this threat of nuclear war? You’d never know it from Obama. Here’s a little background on an event dated exactly 55 years ago this week that could have easily strangled that threat in the cradle:
“They fought like tigers,” wrote the CIA officer who helped train the Cubans who splashed ashore at the Bay of Pigs. “But their fight was doomed before the first man hit the beach.”
That CIA man, Grayston Lynch, knew 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 counted on the support of their Commander in Chief. 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 and led soldiers massing in nearby Santa Clara, but the Ivy League’s best and brightest dithering in Washington.
Lynch trained, 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. The Brigada included men from every social strata and race in Cuba — from sugar cane planters to sugar cane cutters, from aristocrats to their chauffeurs. But mostly, the folks in between, as befit a nation with a larger middle class than most of Europe.
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” or the merits of “regime change” for them. They’d seen Castroism point-blank.
Their goals were crystal-clear: firing-squads silenced, families reunited, tens of thousands freed from prisons, torture chambers and concentration camps. We see it on the History Channel after our GI’s took places like Manila and Munich.
In 1961 newsreels could have captured such scenes without crossing oceans. When those Cuban freedom-fighters hit the beach at the Bay of Pigs, one of every 18 Cubans suffered in Castro Gulag. Mass graves dotted the Cuban countryside, piled with hundreds who’d crumpled in front of Castro and Che Guevara’s firing squads. Most of the invaders had loved-ones among the above. Modern history records few soldiers with the burning morale of the Bay of Pigs freedom-fighters.
From the lethal fury of the attack and the horrendous casualties their troops and militia were taking, the Castro brothers and Che Guevara assumed they faced at least “20,000 invading mercenaries,” as they called them. Yet it was a band of mostly civilian volunteers their Soviet armed and led-troops outnumbered 20-to-1.
“Where are the planes?” kept crackling over U.S. Navy radios two days later. “Where is our ammo? Send planes or we can’t last!”
Commander Jose San Roman kept pleading to the very fleet that escorted his men to the beachhead (and sat much closer to them than the Sixth Fleet sits to the Libyan coast today). Crazed by hunger and thirst, his men had been shooting and reloading without sleep for three days. Many were hallucinating. By then many suspected they’d been abandoned by the Knights of Camelot.
That’s when Castro’s Soviet Howitzers opened up, huge 122 mm ones, four batteries’ worth. They pounded 2,000 rounds into the freedom-fighters 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 in his book, “The Bay of Pigs.”
By that time the invaders were dazed, delirious with fatigue, thirst and hunger, too deafened by the bombardment to even hear orders. But these men were in no mood to emulate Rommel’s crack Afrika Corps by retreating. Instead they were fortified by a resolve no conquering troops could ever call upon – the burning duty to free their nation.
“If things get rough,” the heartsick Grayston Lynch radioed back, “we can come in and evacuate you.”
“We will NOT be evacuated!” San Roman roared back to his friend Lynch. “We came here to fight! We don’t want evacuation! We want more ammo! We want PLANES! This ends here!”
Camelot’s criminal idiocy finally brought Adm. Arleigh Burke of the Joints Chief of Staff, who was receiving the battlefield pleas, to the brink of mutiny. Years before, Adm. Burke sailed thousands of miles to smash his nation’s enemies at the Battle of Leyte Gulf. Now he was Chief of Naval Operations and stood aghast as new enemies were being given a sanctuary 90 miles away!
The fighting admiral was livid. They say his face was beet red and his facial veins popping as he faced down his commander-in-chief that fateful night of April 18, 1961.
“Mr. President, TWO planes from the Essex! [the U.S. Carrier just offshore from the beachhead] that’s all those Cuban boys need, Mr. President. Let me order…!”
President John F. Kennedy was in white tails and a bow tie that evening, having just emerged from an elegant social gathering.
“Burke,” he replied. “We can’t get involved in this.”
“WE put those Cuban boys there, Mr. President!” The fighting admiral exploded. “By God, we ARE involved!”
Adm. Burke’s pleas also proved futile.
The freedom-fighters’ inevitably forced a retreat. Castro’s jets and Sea Furies were roaming overhead at will and tens of thousands of his Soviet-led and armed troops and armor were closing in. The Castro planes now concentrated on strafing the helpless, ammo-less freedom-fighters.
“Can’t continue,” Lynch’s radio crackled – it was San Roman again. “Have nothing left to fight with …out of ammo…Russian tanks in view….destroying my equipment.”
“Tears flooded my eyes,” wrote Grayston Lynch. “For the first time in my 37 years I was ashamed of my country.”
When the smoke cleared and their ammo had been expended to the very last bullet, when a 100 of them lay dead and hundreds more wounded, after three days of relentless battle, barely 1,400 of them — without air support from the U.S. Carriers just offshore and without a single supporting shot by naval artillery — had squared off against 21,000 Castro troops, his entire air force and squadrons of Soviet tanks.
The Cuban freedom-fighters inflicted more than 3,000 casualties on their Soviet-armed and led enemies. This feat of arms still amazes professional military men.
“They fought magnificently and were not defeated,” stressed Marine Col. Jack Hawkins a multi-decorated World War II and Korea vet who helped train them. “They were abandoned on the beach without the supplies and support promised by their sponsor, the government of the United States.”
“We shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe, in order to assure the survival and the success of liberty!” proclaimed Lynch and Hawkin’s commander-in-chief just three months earlier.
In other words, Oswald didn’t act alone. Though he probably thought he was.
My husband (Air Force) was all ready to ship out over the Bay of Pigs.
Operation 40/Mongoose
So why did he kill Officer Tippits, miles away and 45 minutes later?
Because he was guilty and didn’t wnat to be caught, I guess. A fugitive on the lam? Who knows?
Oswald fired two shots. The first one went wide and hit the pavement. The second was the “magic bullet” that hit Kennedy and Connely. The third, the head shot was from a frangible bullet. We know from the “magic bullet” that Oslwald was firing a full metal jacketed military round.
The best theory on the third shot is it was fired by a Secret Service agent, from an M-16, from the car following Kennedy.
I’m not disagreeing with you. Oswald’s second shot probably would have been fatal, but we’ll never know, especially since the Secret Service wouldn’t allow the Dallas hospital to autopsy JFK per Texas law. They took the body at gun point.
Whether or not the Secret Service agent that fired the head shot did so accidentally or intentionally will likely never be known, also.
There is a good documentary on the shooting from the ballistics evidence and Secret Service testimonies and affidavits.
“Oswald fired two shots. “
There were three spent cartridge cases found on the floor of Oswald’s sniper’s nest in the Book Depository.
The explanation is: The first one was a fired round, from zeroing or practice, left in the rifle for transport, rather than carrying empty or with a live round.
It was found much further away from the window.
Still, if you weren’t going to support the operation when the going got tough, why bother?
“Still, if you weren’t going to support the operation when the going got tough, why bother?”
Probably because Kennedy wasn’t nearly as courageous as he pretended to be.
As designed by Eisenhower the Bay of Pigs invasion had both air and sea support. Kennedy and McNamara pulled the air off on their own for purely political reasons- they didn’t want it to look like it was an American operation, as if that would fool anyone. The sea support that was there took off when they came under fire from Castro’s air force.
One of Kennedy’s earliest moves as President was to disband the two national security advisory boards that Ike had set up. By disbanding them JFK cut the service chiefs of staff out of his decision making process, so they weren’t able to warn him that removing the air support would doom the operation. Of course JFK and McNamara then blamed the JCS for their own stupidity and further cut the military out of the loop which had disastrous consequences in Vietnam.
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