A true story of bravery from the front lines.
Why wasn't this story in the news ?
Those
of you who might not know, the man on the left is the Commandant of the Marine
Corps, and he is proud to know the man on the right. Maybe you'd like to hear
about a real American, somebody who honored the uniform he wears. Meet Brian
Chontosh - Churchville Chili Central School Class of 1991. Proud graduate of the
Rochester Institute of Technology.
Husband and about-to-be father. First lieutenant (now Captain) in the United
States Marine Corps. And a genuine hero, the secretary of the Navy said so
yesterday. At 29 Palms in California Brian Chontosh was presented with the
Navy Cross, the second highest award for combat bravery the United States can
bestow.
That's a big deal. But you won't see it on the network news tonight. And
all you'll read in Brian's hometown newspaper is two paragraphs of nothing. The
odd fact about the American media in this war is that it's not covering the
American military. The most plugged-in nation in the world is receiving
virtually no true information about what its warriors are doing.
Oh, sure, there’s a body count. We know how many Americans have fallen. And we
see those same casket pictures day in and day out.
And we're almost on a first-name basis with the jerks who abused the Iraqi
prisoners. And we know all about improvised explosive devices and how we lost
Fallujah and what Arab public-opinion polls say about us and how the world hates
us.
We get a non-stop feed of gloom and doom but we don't hear about the heroes. The
incredibly brave GIs who honorably do their duty. The ones our grandparents
would have carried on their shoulders down Fifth Avenue. The ones we
completely ignore, like Brian Chontosh. It was a year ago on the march into
Baghdad. Brian Chontosh was a platoon leader rolling up Highway 1 in a humvee.
When
all hell broke loose. Ambush city. The young Marines were being cut to ribbons.
Mortars, machine guns, rocket propelled grenades. And the kid out of
Churchville was in charge. It was do or die and it was up to him. So he moved to
the side of his column, looking for a way to lead his men to safety. As he tried
to poke a hole through the Iraqi line his humvee came under direct enemy machine
gun fire. It was fish in a barrel and the Marines were the fish. And Brian
Chontosh gave the order to attack. He told his driver to floor the humvee
directly at the machine gun emplacement that was firing at them. And he had the
guy on top with the 50 cal unload on them.
Within
moments there were Iraqis slumped across their machine guns and Chontosh was
still advancing, ordering his driver now to take the Humvee directly into the
Iraqi
trench that was attacking his Marines.. Over into the battlement the
humvee went and out the door Brian Chontosh bailed, carrying an M16 and a
Beretta and 228 years of Marine Corps pride. And he ran along the trench,
with its mortars and riflemen, machine guns and grenadiers. And he killed them
all. He fought with the M16 until it was out of ammo. Then he fought with the
Beretta until it was out of ammo. Then he picked up a dead man's AK47 and fought
with that until it was out of ammo. Then he picked up another dead man's
AK47 and fought with that until it was out of ammo.
At one point he even fired a discarded Iraqi RPG into an enemy cluster, sending
attackers flying with its grenade explosion.
When
he was done Brian Chontosh had cleared 200 yards of entrenched Iraqis from his
platoon's flank. He had killed more than 20 and wounded at least as many more.
But that's probably not how he would tell it. He would probably merely say that
his Marines were in trouble, and he got them out of trouble. Ooh-rah, and drive
on.
"By his outstanding display of decisive leadership, unlimited courage in the
face of heavy enemy fire, and utmost devotion to duty, 1st Lt. Chontosh
reflected great credit upon himself and upheld the highest traditions of the
Marine Corps and the United States Naval Service."
That's what the citation says. And that's what nobody will hear. That's what
doesn't seem to be making the evening news. Accounts of American valor
are dismissed by the press as propaganda, yet accounts of American difficulties
are heralded as objectivity. It makes you wonder if the role of the media is to
inform or to depress - to report or to
deride. To tell the truth, or to feed us lies. But I guess it doesn't matter.
We're going to turn out all
right as long as men like Brian Chontosh
wear our uniform.
America was founded on:
God, Guts, and Guns,
Let's Keep all of them!