Dear US Navy friends:
I don't have to tell you that you're being set up. You know it in your guts. Sure, the missile-destroyers and aircraft carriers have Phoenix anti-missile systems and reactive depth charge systems, et cetera, and they will certainly hit a few of the barrage of Shkvall-type supercavitating torpedoes and post-Exocet-style missiles that come their way. But that's just the point: they won't stop a barrage, not even from the Iranian's worn-out F-14s and outdated diesel submarines.
You see what is happening. The Fifth fleet is being bottled up in the Persian Gulf, not just as an air launch platform, but as a decoy. A really bloody decoy.
When the Eisenhower and/or the Stennis (or the Reagan or the Boxer or the Bataan) goes beneath the waves, they will take a substantial portion of their crews with them. And then your buddies, by the hundreds, will meet with the sailor's worst nightmare: a slow, anguished death under the waves, pressure growing greater, oxygen growing thinner, time to suffer and think of one's beloveds.
Do you ask yourselves "Will the Iranians take the bait?" It's true that they don't want to. They will suffer horribly as well. But they will not be given the choice. The current war provocations aren't working, so "Plan C" will be to simply launch an attack, while claiming it is in retaliation for an Iranian attack. That's just a reading of historic precedents, no psychic ability required.
It will work in a most excellent manner. The US public will go into the streets, howling for Iranian blood—or, rather, Bush's chimp-minded 28% will do that, and everyone else will be confused, intimidated, or arrested. The neonuts will get their war. Any resolution Congress has passed will be ignored in the "emergency." Broadcasters here will run official news only, the Net will be shut down, Northcom will be activated, and if you're off duty it won't last long—you'll be deployed, and not necessarily on a ship. Maybe you'll be better off that way, since your family will have a hell of a time buying food to feed themselves, with currency that is essentially worthless.
'Cause with the Strait of Hormuz choked off, the petrodollar will become green bits of paper.
I have an idea: put on your uniform and go into a Congressman's office, and explain the situation. Bring some shipmates. Maybe someone will take impeachment action, who knows? But you'll grind your teeth for the rest of your life, if you don't try something now.
Stop the Iran war!
Or live the Iran war.