"Poppa Panda Sexy Pants."
It was an illicit and volatile love affair that spanned two war zones and four countries. The married general couldn’t stay away from a captain on his staff. She fell hard for her boss and called him “Poppa Panda Sexy Pants.”* The three-year entanglement ended disastrously for both, at a time that could not be worse for the Army.
Brig. Gen. Jeffrey A. Sinclair, an Army Ranger and paratrooper, stands accused of forcible sodomy, adultery and other charges that could land him in prison. Prosecutors say he abused his command authority by sleeping with a subordinate officer, a taboo in the armed forces and a violation of military law.
During a pretrial hearing last year, the woman testified that the pair had sex in the general’s quarters in Iraq, in her car in a German parking lot, in plain sight on a hotel balcony in Arizona and in her cramped office in Afghanistan, among other places. Some soldiers wondered and snickered about their relationship, but nobody reported it.
Iraq and Afghanistan, eh?
That's two wars lost, one after the other. One can only wonder whether if Sinclair and the rest of the command structure had been able to keep it zipped -- and I'm sure Sinclair and Petraeus are by no means the only top brass led around by their little stiffies -- he and they might have been able to focus on their work, so we wouldn't have lost those two wars. One after the other. For some definition of "we."
But let's look on the bright side: America's imperial mission hasn't been doing anybody much good, lately, especially the wedding parties we blow to pink mist, so perhaps Sinclair's little soldier did thousands of civilians a big favor.
NOTE * We are all ridiculous when expressing endearment. For this, at least, I don't blame Sinclair or his inamorata. There are, after all, thousands upon thousands who have made themselves just as ridiculous. The NSA has the tapes.
NOTE Here, again, we see the obvious advantage of drones from Obama's perspective. No dicks. Rather like Obama himself.