Our Military Re-Invents Warfare

And not a moment too soon. We sure aren’t having any luck with the old-fashioned forms of fighting. Good thing General Patton is long in his grave, he’d be hanging his head in shame.

It’s an axiom. If you can’t win, change the game

And if you still can’t win, send in someone else. The someone else in this particular case isn’t fine young men of the current generation, it’s artificial intelligence (AI).

I like that. Our old-timey military intelligence kept getting its world-class, high-budget ass handed to it by the church-mouse-poor of third-world nations. It was damned embarrassing to keep explaining to my foreign friends at cocktail parties how it felt to be an American these days.

Troublesome, I would murmur and head for either another drink or another conversation. But once out of the friendly confines of the land of the free and the brave, as soon as someone surmised you were American, that slow grin would creep over their face that foretold one more swing at a pitcher who had lost …