Do you have a friend at the Pentagon? Well, next tine you’re out golfing together put this modest proposal into his, or her, shell-pink….
No weapon or military capable equipment should ever leave the U.S. without a two-way, trackable communication chip that cannot be removed. Build each tank, rocket or rocket launcher, grenade launcher, armored vehicle, drone, Toyota pick-up with such a chip imbedded. If the chip is removed or tinkered with, the device or vehicle stops functioning altogether. We can do this. Toyota? Pay them an inclusion for each truck and they’ll put whatever you want inside. Can’t we all agree that it’s insane to have ISIS riding around their new empire in American-made or Japanese-made equipment using weapons from the major weapons makers? Like US, France, Israel, Russia, China…none of those countries really love the Mideast jihadhis, so why aren’t there some serious efforts to prevent them from being armed with OUR stuff? We need to move the Pentagon to Hollywood where they could work with the illusionists in the movie industry and get their thinking into the 21st Century. There is no reason why anything bigger than a credit card can’t be chipped and tracked in real time at all times.
If the NSA has time to collect all my inane emails why can’t they also track a few million weapons of personal destruction round the clock. We can do this.
Imagine this scenario. Let’s say for some very shaky motive the US decides to arm and train an army in the Mideast. Dumb idea, I know, but play along here. Maybe some not-too-swift folks in Washington fall for another geopolitical expansion plan that has all the sophistication of a right-wing bumper-sticker. It could happen. I hear rumors it has actually already happened. So we send lots of modern tanks and guns and military stuff there and actually hand it over to guys we don’t know and can’t trust and who have no loyalty to anything beyond their village or the local warlord. But we put them into new uniforms and pretend they are an Army of the presumed government of the phoney state which is deeply riven by tribal hatreds. Then another band of unemployed young men (Let’s not get into population growth here, but Mideast economies need birth control which they don’t believe in… so they always have an over-abundance of unneeded young men without jobs or purpose or flat screen TVs or credit cards or fraternities or even the right to drink beer in public. These young men’s gender-related frustrations and pathologies are frankly unimaginable to anybody in Europe or North America.) comes along with some guns and threatens this army that we Yanks have armed. Let’s just imagine–pretend it’s a blockbuster movie–that some of the “troops” run off and leave behind some of their American-made weapons.
Now the scene features some black-clad young men (they got these outfits from the throw-away closet of some long ago “Star Trek” movie) are climbing all over the tanks and rocket launchers, etc. and apparently reading the users’ manuals. Anyway, our drones in the sky tell us the locations where these black-clad men are and we can track each tank and weapon through our two-way chips. So we know the whereabouts of these black-clad men we don’t like even more than we now don’t like the “soldiers” who ran off and left their American-made weapons behind. And we switch to a control bunker in some NSA habitat somewhere in the US and we see another young man, adept at video games and such, and not wearing black. He turns toward a slightly older uniformed officer standing behind him and tells him, ” Sir, we have confirmation that the black-clad baddies and the US chipped weapons are in the same area, sir. Shall we detonate?”
“Fire when ready,” says the officer in charge.
Some numbers are entered, some buttons pushed, on a touch-screen up pops that inevitable bubble “Are you sure you want to detonate?” The young seated man fingers the “yes” square and the drone video shows flashes of light all across the desert.
OK, so maybe the explosives payload for each machine and device would be too heavy, couldn’t we at least build each one so that a simple message from home could disable the machine or device forever? Melt the control brain in the tank, cause the barrel of a weapon to fuse shut or be melted by acid? Can’t we decide how to hack our own stuff? If not, hire the Russian Mafia, they’ll do anything for money, I’m told. Why should honest American taxpayers, we few who exist, be asked to pay for weapons for people who clearly do not care about “Monday Night Football” or “Downton Abbey?”