Three Minutes Before the Ceremony
I didn’t say anything.
“You are going to tell yourself,” he said, “that you run a battalion of six hundred and forty people, and that you can identify a problem in a company at fifteen hundred meters, and that you did not see this in your own kitchen.
And you’re going to conclude from that that you’re a hypocrite.”
That was, more or less word for word, what I had been telling myself since Saturday.
“Command responsibility,” Colonel Adeyemi said, “means you act on intelligence when you get it.
It has never meant you’re accountable for intelligence that was actively concealed from you by somebody inside your own perimeter.