Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Supreme Court Decision

From Michael:

June 25, 2008

I wrote the attached article [see below] and submitted it to the magazine, Marine Corps Gazette, in the hopes that it will be published. I am sending it to all of you to read as well, because I think America needs to know about just how bad this decision was.

Of Writs, Rights and Wrongs...The Supreme Court Leaves More Questions Than Answers.

by Captain Michael Berry, USMC

Of the three branches of our federal government, the Judiciary branch has perhaps the least influence on military affairs. Congress possesses the sole power to declare war, while the President acts as Commander in Chief of our military, and may deploy our armed forces for short durations. The Supreme Court of the United States routinely decides cases of national and historic significance. Yet seldom do those cases have a direct impact on the Marine Corps and the military. Nevertheless, on June 17, 2008, in Boumediene v. Bush, the Supreme Court announced a decision that will most certainly impact the Marine Corps and the military. By a vote of 5-4, the Court ruled that unlawful enemy combatants detained at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and presumptively other places of detention such as Iraq’s Regional Detention Facilities, have the right to challenge the basis of their detention in federal courts. What does this mean for the Marine Corps? In the author’s opinion, history will reveal that the Boumediene decision will have a negative impact on the Marine Corps. Before delving into the far-reaching consequences of the Boumediene decision, it is important to understand the history leading up to the Court’s decision.

The Constitution of the United States guarantees certain rights and privileges to American citizens and aliens on our soil. Year after year, high school students across the nation learn that “no person shall be deprived of life, liberty, and or property without due process of law.” Embedded within this “due process of law” is the notion that the government may neither detain nor arrest a person indefinitely, without presenting to a judge or magistrate evidence in support of arrest or detention. Generally speaking, a police officer cannot arrest someone and place them in jail indefinitely without reason. The jailed person has the right to know the reason they are in jail and, perhaps more importantly, they have the right to challenge that reason. This is frequently referred to as a writ of habeas corpus.

Historically speaking, the Constitution has generally applied to U.S. citizens or aliens (non-citizens) on sovereign U.S. territory. Common sense dictates that our Constitution should not apply to a Canadian citizen living in Canada. During World War II, for example, German citizens were captured overseas, detained by U.S. forces, and were to be tried before U.S. courts. They challenged their detention and the Supreme Court, in Johnson v. Eisentrager, determined that, despite the fact that the detention facility was under complete U.S. control, the fact that those captured and detained were German citizens, coupled with the fact that they were captured on foreign soil, meant that the U.S. Constitution did not apply to them. Thus, the mere fact that they were held in U.S. controlled territory did not equate to the right to challenge their detention in federal court.

The Constitution does, however, cite occasions during which writ of habeas corpus may not apply. Specifically, only Congress may suspend the right, and it may only do so during times of “rebellion and invasion, when the public safety may require it.” This is typically referred to as the Suspension Clause. However, it is generally accepted that the Suspension Clause only applies to domestic settings. It is inconceivable that a rebellion within or invasion of the United States could occur on foreign soil, our foreign embassies notwithstanding. It is only logical to conclude that if the suspension of particular right only exists in the domestic setting, then the existence of the right itself must likewise only exist in the domestic setting. It would not make sense to create a right that applied both domestically and abroad, only to declare that the right could only be suspended domestically. That would conceivably leave us with the following paradox. Imagine two U.S. citizens, one living in the United States, one living overseas. Both are detained by U.S. authorities and are detained on U.S. territory. The citizen living outside the U.S. would be able to challenge their detention, whereas the citizen living in the United States would not have that right.

Boumediene is therefore historic in that the Court has apparently decided that habeas corpus now applies in the non-domestic setting. The detainees held in Guantanamo Bay have been, with very few exceptions, non-U.S citizens, captured on foreign soil, not to mention the fact that they were usually conducting or supporting hostilities against the United States. These facts seem to parallel those in Eisentrager. Perhaps the only discernable difference between those captured and detained on today’s battlefield and those in Eisentrager, is that today’s detainees do not belong to the military of a sovereign state. Most notably, members of Al Qaeda and the Taliban fall into this category. In legal-speak, we refer to such persons as unlawful enemy combatants. In Marine-speak, we simply refer to them as insurgents.
In 2006, Congress passed the Military Commissions Act, declaring amongst other things that, despite their status as unlawful enemy combatants, detainees shall be treated humanely (i.e. not tortured). In the event that a detainee challenged their status as an unlawful enemy combatant, their status would be determined by a Combatant Status Review Tribunal. Congress also declared that certain provisions of the Geneva Conventions did not apply to unlawful enemy combatants, nor did they have the right of habeas corpus.

The Boumediene Court declared the Military Commissions Act unconstitutional. The Court determined that Guantanamo is indeed de facto sovereign U.S. territory, because it is under the exclusive use and control of the United States. In a break with its own precedent, the Court held that the fact that detainees were neither U.S. citizens nor were they captured on U.S. territory was not enough to deny them habeas corpus. Consequently, those detained at Guantanamo are now subject to the Constitution and its protections, including habeas corpus. In a sea change, the Supreme Court departed from its Eisentrager doctrine, in which non-U.S. citizen enemy combatants, captured and detained abroad, had no constitutional right to challenge their detention in federal court. Instead, citing the fact that some detainees have been at Guantanamo for lengthy periods of detention (by American standards), some as long as six years, the Court concluded that at least some of the detainees had been kept there unconstitutionally. The Court further stated that the Combatant Status Review Tribunal was not a sufficient substitute for habeas corpus. Apparently, the only remedy was to grant the right of habeas corpus, thereby permitting access to U.S. courts.

What does this mean for the Marine Corps? It means that unlawful enemy combatants who have been captured and detained at Guantanamo Bay now have access to our federal judiciary in order to challenge their detention. This is bad news for the Marine Corps. While the Court made it clear that the Military Commissions Act is unconstitutional, it did not clarify just what is constitutional when it comes to detainees. It is difficult to discern a clear difference between a Regional Detention Facility in Iraq and Guantanamo Bay. Is a Regional Detention Facility, which is funded, operated, and under the exclusive control of U.S. forces also de facto sovereign U.S. territory? If so, then don’t the detainees housed in those facilities also have a constitutionally-guaranteed right of access to our courts? And if so, what rules apply? The now unconstitutional Military Commissions Act explicitly stated that “hearsay evidence” was admissible. Under the Federal Rules of Evidence, barring an exception, hearsay evidence is most assuredly inadmissible in federal court. Does that mean that evidence used as the basis for detention that fails the Hearsay Rule is now inadmissible? If so, what is the appropriate remedy? Do we simply open the cell and let the detainee go free? Presumably not, but the fact remains that the Court failed to answer these and other important questions. The failure to do so will undoubtedly impact Marines on the battlefield.

Now, not only must our Marines concern themselves with the reason for which they detain someone, but they must also now consider the consequences of a potential challenge to their decision to detain. The decision to detain is frequently carries tactical considerations as well as legal considerations. Our young Marines are primarily concerned with accomplishing their mission and insuring the safety and welfare of their fellow Marines and of innocent civilians. Combat operations do not occur in a vacuum, and decisions must be made rapidly, frequently with inaccurate or incomplete information. The battlefield is a world away from the secure, sterile confines of a federal courtroom. It is unreasonable to expect our Marines to understand the Federal Rules of Evidence and their application when they detain a person. The Boumediene Court expects otherwise, or at the very least, has left unclear just what is expected. The end result is that the decisions of our Marines who are put in harm’s way may now be second-guessed thousands of miles from the hostile circumstances in which those decisions were made. The Supreme Court has forced our Marines to become law enforcement experts. The Marine Corps, as we all know, is not a law enforcement institution. The Boumediene decision has nonetheless squarely placed the Marine Corps in the law enforcement business. Marines will be weary of detaining a person without an “airtight case” replete with confessions, evidence and witnesses. Marines will be hesitant to detain someone out of fear that the evidence they have may not be enough. Such hesitation has no place in combat. Some Marines will seize the initiative and legitimately detain an unlawful combatant, only to see their decision criticized and their captive released for want of sufficient evidence, thereby re-exposing them to a hostile enemy. The scenarios are endless.

In conclusion, the Supreme Court has overstepped its constitutional boundary. When he was undergoing the confirmation process, Chief Justice Roberts, who voted to uphold the Military Commission Act, famously stated that the role of a judge was akin to that of an umpire in baseball. His job is to call balls and strikes, not step up to the plate and bat. With the Boumediene decision, the Supreme Court has undoubtedly and unabashedly stepped up to the plate and is swinging for the fences. The unfortunate result is bad for Marines, bad for the Marine Corps, and bad for America.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

R&R for Michael

Letter from Michael:
June 19, 2008

I recently returned to FOB Dwyer from Kandahar Airfield, affectionately known as “KAF”. I had the good fortune of going back to take care of various errands that needed my attention. I was able to spend about 2 ½ days at KAF in what turned out to be a nice little R&R trip. Most importantly, I was able to take back some items that I had packed that I don’t really need out here in the desert (i.e. my sleeping bag). Of equal importance was the opportunity to retrieve some items that I wish I had brought with me in the first place (i.e. extra shirts and shorts). The lesson in all of this is that, in the Marine Corps, you never know what’s around the corner, so plan accordingly, but don’t be surprised if things change.

While back at KAF, I was able to eat to my heart’s content. We contract all of our food services out to some global services logistics agency, and the food is generally pretty good. Lamb curry one night, penne pasta with broccoli and chicken the next. It sure beats the pre-cooked, pre-packaged, and preserved food that we eat on a daily basis out here. Not that I can complain, as I have no doubt that today’s soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines eat far better than our counterparts in conflicts past. The biggest shock upon my return to KAF was the temperature. This is the hottest time of year, and yet KAF felt almost pleasant compared to Dwyer, despite being less than an hour away by air. The biggest factor is the fact that KAF is about 1000 ft higher in elevation than Dwyer, plus the fact that there is actually some vegetation near KAF, while Dwyer is barren moonscape. Those factors add up to about a 10-15 degree difference in favor of KAF. It’s an interesting geography lesson. I was also able to sleep in my air conditioned tent at night, which was certainly a treat. The only problem was that my body, now used to sleeping in 90 degree heat at night, was not prepared for the cold. I absolutely froze that first night. I had to curl up into the fetal position, and even then I was still shivering uncontrollably.

All in all, it was a good trip back to recharge my batteries and prepare myself for another couple months out in the desert. I only wish others had my good fortune.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

MCAS Cherry Point Air Show 2008

We visited the air show a couple of weekends ago. I went on Friday night for the deployed families event and the kids participated in some singing, flag waving, and crafts. It felt like a sauna in the hangar so you'll see some sweat dripping as well...


Notice the craft is pinned to Sami's shirt here. She colored and made a stamp that said "Dad - I [heart] you!" Mikey made one too. It said something about his Dad being a US Marine.

Here's Mikey and Sami posing in a ... well, I'm not sure what that is... I'm sure someone is rolling their eyes at me, if you are, comment on what this is and I'll update the post.
Here's Mikey and Sami getting a lesson on guns. You'll see some pictures later of them getting more comfortable with the same guns.

Here's a place we enjoy so much we made multiple trips to visit it. I decided that since we visit it so much that I should take a picture. In case you can't figure out where they are, we're in the port-o-potties.


He stayed in his stroller most of the time, but Roman seemed to enjoy himself.
Mikey and Sami of course remembered the "bouncy thingies" from last year's air show so that was a part we couldn't pass up on Friday night. They had a great time!



On our long trek back to the car, the night show began and so we stopped to take some pictures. Please note the kids are walking backwards - this made our trek to the car seem like an eternity.




The next day we came back with Jasmyn and Jocelyn. We realized when we got out of the car and started walking in the parking lot that we were in for some serious heat. But, the kids were excited to go to the air show some more so we kept on going.


Here's Sami drenched in sweat as she sits on a C-130 waiting for her friends to finishing visiting the cockpit. She gets even slower when she's hot, sweaty, and thirsty. She's already my dawdler so just imagine her pace this day!


Mikey's taking a crash course on some sort of major artillery. It was too hot for me to pay attention to what this was - and, I'm a bit timid around guns, and this was a pretty serious gun.

The Blue Angels were flying overhead for most of our visit. They are very impressive, but they're not easy to photograph or video. But I was able to get a few good shots...



Here, Mikey and Sami are trying out their aim a bit with the same artillery they had learned some about the night before.


I like Sami's stance in this one, it's so cute...




After a couple of hours of serious heat (I know Michael, nothing like the heat you're experiencing) the kids, and even Nadia, cooled off in some water. The kids had a good time running around and getting drenched.

After that, we were ready to head home and take some cold baths. I can't wait until next year when Michael can come with us!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Auld Lang Syne

From Michael:


June 13, 2008


I was “all kitted up” as we say. I had on my body armor, helmet, weapon, and my large pack. I was literally walking out to the flight line, where a military transport helicopter was waiting to take me back to Kandahar , back to civilization. Kandahar , while only a one-hour helicopter ride away, is a world away. They have air conditioning, running water, electricity, showers around the clock, and most importantly, real food. I was that close, and it all faded in an instant. A young Marine came running out shouting my name, telling me that my boss needed to talk to me for a moment. I should have known better. My boss, the Battalion Executive Officer, gave me the bad news that I would not be returning to Kandahar on that night. Instead, I was to go back outside the wire, to evaluate the needs of locals in the village near our FOB. Duty called. I smiled wryly and told the XO that I was happy to sacrifice my flight back to civilization for the betterment of the locals. But, in the Marine Corps, you learn to get over things quickly. I began un-packing and then re-packing my pack, this time for a different purpose. The next morning I found myself bouncing along in the back of a Humvee, on my way to a nearby but different FOB. This new FOB was actually a British FOB, manned primarily with Scottish soldiers in the Royal Army. A smile came across my face as I saw a giant St Andrew’s cross, the national flag of Scotland . Everywhere I turned I saw memories of my onetime home. I saw empty bottles of Irn-Bru, the soda that the Scottish (and probably no one else) love some much. Trying to describe the taste of Irn-Bru is like trying to describe the taste of Dr. Pepper. I love the stuff. The Brits, as I have frequently observed, know how to rough it much better than us Americans. They have a full staff of cooks. And for breakfast, we had eggs, sausage, beans, and…black pudding. For dinner, it is usually curried rice, chicken, pasta, and for dessert…Angel Delight, a jello-like pudding that I love. In the evening, one of the Scottish soldiers will break out his bagpipes and play some traditional pipes for us. If you’ve never heard the bagpipes in a military setting, it sends goosebmps down your arms. Again, I felt like I was a young boy back in Scotland. And then there are the Scottish soldiers themselves. Don’t dare call them “Brits”, for they will correct you in an instant that they are indeed Scottish. The walls of their living spaces are adorned with various half (or frequently completely) naked women, flags displaying their fierce national pride, or banners declaring which football (soccer) team they support. Obviously, I got along with them very well, and they took a keen interest in me as soon as they found out I had once lived in Scotland . I became a sort of translator, for some of the American Marines had difficulty understanding the harsh, choppy dialect of the English language spoken by the Scottish. All in all, I was glad that I had missed that flight back to Kandahar . I will get my chance soon enough.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

A Changing City


Note from Michael:
June 8, 2008

I went outside the wire again yesterday to conduct an investigation. It is amazing how much the town has changed in the short time since I was there last. The first thing I noticed is that there were people, lots of people. We had been receiving reports that the townspeople felt safe enough (courtesy of the U.S. Marine Corps) to return to their homes. I was able to observe this phenomenon in person. What really struck me was how many children there were. I looked out of my small, bullet-proof window and saw scores of children running alongside our convoy, waving and blowing kisses at us. I looked at their faces, into their eyes. I saw genuine innocence. Most of these kids were probably between the ages of 5 and 7. Their entire lives, everything they have ever known about this world, has been violence, blood, fear, and death. I saw my own children in them. I imagined Mikey running along the side of the road, waving at a convoy of massive, almost cartoonish vehicles with armor-plated sides, huge off-road tires, spitting and snarling with heavy machine guns and automatic grenade launchers. The stark contrast between the life that my children know and the life that those kids know weighed heavily on me. My kids are too young to understand it, but they have been blessed almost beyond comprehension. They have never felt what it is like to go without. They wear clean, colorful clothes. They have all the latest toys and gadgets. The majority of their time is spent having fun and being entertained. The kids I saw out of my window wore sandals that looked like they could have belonged to their fathers and grandfathers, and their lives consist of herding and raising goats. Their mode of transportation is frequently their filthy, calloused feet. I saw a few riding on the back of a donkey…perhaps a middle class family. And a fortunate few were lucky enough to be driven around on small, 1980s era motorcycles. Of course, there were adults too. They seemed to have a look of hesitance about them. I don’t blame them. Their life experience in this country has taught them that foreigners, especially foreign militaries, cannot be trusted. But the thing that struck me about the kids was that they all seemed to have a genuinely happy countenance. They, as with most children, have the benefit of youth, and with youth comes optimism. I hope that they don’t lose that optimism. Their country is going to need it.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Weekly Activities - Lots of Pictures

I thought I'd post some random pictures of regular weekly activities:




Roman decided that Mikey needed helping riding his bike so he started pushing.

Here's us at our regular Friday morning storytime. We rarely miss a storytime at the New Bern Library. It's the most amazing storytime ever - and I've been to lots and lots of storytimes. Pictured here are our some of our best friends from left to right: Jasmyn, Anika, Jackson, Jocelyn, Lucy, Mikey, Ms. Nadia, Charis, Sami. I'm not sure where Roman is...?



After storytime we went to the park where the kids decided to play "balance beam".



Here's the little munchkins acting goofy while they wait (patiently?) for their breakfasts.
The kids discovered recently that you don't have to sit on your bottom in a swing to have fun on it. I personally enjoy this new discovery because I don't have to push constantly or do underdogs over and over again.
Here's some footage of the new found discovery.
I believe this is a swing for special needs kids and is supposed to be for one kid only, but this works and it doesn't cause fights over who goes first. However, I always check to be sure there are no special needs kids around before I let my kids use it.
Here's Roman pushing again. He loves to push things. He's all boy. I discovered yesterday that he also seems to be quite gifted at soccer - he's dribbling and throwing in correctly already! But, I don't have a picture for that - the camera was busy transferring pictures during soccer practice.
Here are the kids playing basketball. We were at the Pike's house playing with their many activities. I should also mention here that Mikey rarely missed a shot. I was very impressed with his shooting skills. He was even several feet away from the basket and almost always made it in. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm bragging, I'm more just stating facts in disbelief. However, why is it so hard for me to believe? Their father is an amazing athlete!
Here are the kids at the top of the slide.

Here are the kids dispersing from the top of the slide.

Here's some potty talk on one of our countless trips to the potty (don't worry, it's not gross)!

Here's Roman enjoying bouncing.



Finally, here are the festivities to make dinner that night!
Thanks for taking the time to enjoy the select shots of 100s of shots from one week!

















Milestones

Roman is getting so big. I can sense that my life is going to be less involved in the basics of life (feeding, pottying, etc) and more about more involved learning very soon. He actually sat at the table the other night at a friend's house like a big boy:



Sometimes it gets frustrating having to do so many tasks that we take for granted. For example, I'm so tired of being involved in others relieving themselves. But, the other night, I woke up to the sound of a child getting up. I could hear it entering my room and I thought, "I'm going to have to tend to some need other than my need for sleep..." But wait! The child ran out of my room and I could hear the sounds of pottying without my assistance. I was so excited, but I was waiting for the child to come and tell me that he went potty, but he didn't! He went right back to bed. It was a milestone moment for me. My oldest child is gaining independence and so am I!

Talking about my oldest, he hit another milestone a couple of weeks ago. He started counting by twos. I had no idea he was ready for this concept (at the age 4 1/2), but apparently he is. He is constantly doing addition problems for me now. Today he figured out how to count in tens. He was so proud of himself. The funny thing is, I don't think I'm teaching him any of this stuff, he's figuring it out on his own.


Sami, is still Sami. She's certainly learning lots. Like I said in a previous post, she's coming out of her shell at the nursing home. That's great! But here's something she did the other day that thought was hilarious:


She is my worst sleeper. She often comes down after going to bed. This night, she didn't make it back up to her room.

Nursing Home Update


Yesterday we went to the nursing home again and Sami is finally coming out of her shell! It's exciting to see her find excitement in serving (although I don't think she realizes she's serving). She started hugging people and saying "hi" and discovered how happy it made the people as well as me.


The kids are becoming a little band now. We actually may hold a practice this week. I'm planning on getting out my flute, Kim will get her harmonica, Suzy got out her guitar, and Nadia brings her cell with downloaded music for backup.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

New Responsibility in Afghanistan

Note from Michael:
5 June 2008

I’m sorry that I haven’t written in a while. It has slowed quite a bit around here. That is good news as far as the combat thing goes. It means we are in a transition period from fighting to what can best be described as stability operations and reconstruction of the local village. I was told today that I will be playing a role in the reconstruction efforts. They want me to assist with getting some law and order back into the village, and also with helping to compensate some of the locals for the use of their homes. Can you imagine a foreign military coming to your country and using your house as a base from which to operate? But our Marines are careful not to damage or steal anything. Anything that gets damaged will be compensated for. We are truly a humanitarian military. We are not here for oil or money or greed. We are here to help these people who can’t help themselves. America should be proud. I know that I am proud of what our Marines have accomplished. There will be some periods of time when I won’t be able to e-mail, so don’t worry if you don’t hear from me for a while. I should be here for several more days, so I will still be able to communicate until then.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Roses on My Anniversary!

"Eight Down, an eternity to go! I love you and miss you. Five thousand miles can't keep us apart forever! -Love, Michael"

Those were the words on the card on my roses today. It was so nice to get them. Normally I wouldn't have been home to receive them so I was so happy that I was home at that time today. They were a nice surprise and made me happy to think my husband cares enough to order roses from Afghanistan for me to receive on the day of our anniversary.

He had left a card for me to open and it was sweet describing his "favorite place in all the world is next to me" going on to say that even though it's another anniversary apart, he still feels closer to me than ever. That was great to read but it meant so much to get the flowers because I knew it was recently written. It made us feel closer, more connected.

So many times I think people pity me because it is so hard handling life on my own here. It certainly is hard to manage three kids, two dogs, and a house with no family around (although great friends). But, it's not about how hard life is without him, it's about how I miss him and want him home with me.

I have learned that Michael and I do a great job of challenging each other intellectually and even though we differ on the thought process to our opinions, our opinions are often in alignment - and that's saying alot because we have some pretty strong opinions on some often left alone topics. In fact, often times we find ourselves in battle over our strong opinions based on the assumption that we are going to differ - some of this is because our individual thought processes to get to the final opinion are in two different hemispheres - but in the end we have opened the other up to a whole new perspective on an issue that we agree upon.

I miss this about our relationship, even though on occasion it can be painful. Michael and I are both such strong personalities, very competitive, very opinionated, and used to being in control (both the oldest children by many years) so our relationship has some very, very challenging moments, but we find that we end up stronger individually and together after fighting through our battles. I'm sure many of you that are married out there would agree based on your own experiences.

And more than anything else, I miss the person that I can be completely comfortable with debating any topics, specifically controversial topics. We both know that even if either of us is "politically incorrect" we will still be loved in the end. Or even if one of us is a bit too emotional or perhaps selfish or prideful or maybe even judgemental, we know we will be loved in the end - even if some correction (hopefully gentle) is involved.

I didn't mean to write that much, but perhaps it's my way of paying tribute to my marriage covenant. Marriage is not easy, it's exponentially harder than I ever imagined it would be, but it certainly has made me understand better who God designed me to be and brought me closer to the Lord. I'm looking forward to Michael's homecoming...