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Yeah. I'm shooting at every muzzle flash. That I see a buddy Palmer's up in the Mark nineteen and he's rocking it and he's just putting rounds right into muzzle flashes. And they were just everywhere. Combat isn't about glory. It's about serving the mission and doing what needs to be done to achieve an objective. But there's still something particular about the bond. Combat veterans form forged in circumstances that most people really can't comprehend. Maybe it's the day to day closeness or the reality that each day could be your last or maybe seeing that someone else literally is willing to give their life for you transcends conscious decisions about friendship and loyalty. And I just remember as little tiny just little hole right on his right cheek. And there's still a little bit of blood. And I was like I was like who is that. And they're like it's Palmer. What is true bravery? What makes the hero a hero tested by the worries of what's happening at home, thousands of miles away and the reality of what you're facing here. And now when your life is in danger every second and it's either kill or be killed and original podcast from incongruity media. This is Anthony Russo. And this. Is war? As an upper middle class, teenager Barclay. Davis was expected to do a lot of things but joining the army as an infantryman wasn't one of them. The thing is Davies didn't have a better plan. He knew he needed to grow up a bit. And that there was no faster way to do that than in the US military. So he signed up against both his parents wishes and advice, I was kind of didn't want to be looked at as just a rich kid who got handed everything in life. And I wanted to just do something different. And I knew that I wasn't ready for college. I went into the army recruiter. That's how I became interested. And you know, they tried to tell me like you can get this this benefit and this job skill. And I was like honestly, I just wanna I wanna do door kicking. I want to do the I want to actually fight. So I just signed up as infantryman. I was probably the easiest sell ever. Remember at maps the guy. He's like you're going to go in as easy to this is your pay grade. And we're. Give you three thousand dollar bonus. All you gotta do sign up for four years. And I was like, oh, I get paid the breath is a two was one of the things that concerned his parents whether he had wanted to be known for his upbringing or not they understood how little he knew about the world. But by the time he took his place as a SOG on her in the eighty second airborne with the first of the five oh fifth. He was his up to speed as he could be his unit already had been to have ghanistan influenza. And when he joined was just back from global quick response. Deployment to help with the Iraq elections that unit toughened up. Pretty quick. It was before hazing started getting cracked down on. It was rough. There was a lot of private fights kinda like fight club. But with new guys not like beating the absolute shit out of each other. But doing a lot of jitsu combative moves and choke each other out, you know, in somebody's barracks room surrounded by a bunch of team leaders squad leaders because smoked a lot. I mean, hours and hours of pushups of. Clutter kicks and burpee. He's and you got really strong. And if you're if you're a fuck up, you got even stronger, we had a saying you can't smoke a rock, but you can heat it up until explodes. The hazing did serve a purpose though. This was two thousand and five and especially during the early parts of the war. Combat veterans were aware of the gap in training inexperienced that they had faced between graduation from airborne school in hitting the ground in the Middle East. They knew that no matter how hard you were before combat started. Once it did you wished you were a little bit harder and a little bit tougher you needed a new bottom level of aggression, because even though you weren't certain where you'd be sent you knew it would be a place where life and death could be decided by preparation alone. I think they kind of mentally prepared for what was going to happen. When you sign up at that time, you definitely gonna go. Yeah. We found out when we were in Kuwait that we're gonna go to beigey which is north of to crit, and it was a town of about a couple hundred thousand people. It's a shithole replacing the hundred and first rocket Sohn's, they stopped going into the main part of the city because every time they went in there. They either got blown up or shot up. I mean the first week of right seat rides a couple of platoons in my company gotten some gunfights. And then it was kind of a weekly deal after that. Establishing a presence after relieving another unit is never simple, sometimes the insurgents play a wait and see game lowing the fresh troops into a false sense of security that wasn't the case in beigey, but not long after taking full charge of the area of operations the soldiers. Learn just how well the insurgency was prepared for this new group of American fighters are police station was on one end of route Tampa, which ran all the way through beigey to the other side where there was another Iraqi police station, we decided that we're going to run Chow to the other police station where the other platoon was we go down to the Iraqi police station problem, we get there we unload and middle night, we unload all the. How we get back in the trucks, and it's only two of us to our humvees and we're driving back in. There's this this building and called the ice house Humphries are pretty loud. And you could just hear the driving the humvee. We're like we're kind of bullshitting back and forth in in. We're all talking. And then all of a sudden, we just get ambushed. It was insane of first thing that happens is of fucking RPG flies in and blows up under our humvee when these RPG's go off as a really bright flash. And then everything opened up on us and everybody it went from com. Joking around collected to just fuck and chaos. I mean, that's not even that doesn't even do it Justice. It sounded like rain like a heavy rain on our humvee. There was tracers everywhere. All the windows were were spire webbed the tires went flat. And our Ford observer was up in that gun not returning fire. And I was punching him in the leg. Screaming at him. When we're all yelling at him. You gotta return fire man, or we're gonna end. Of our vehicles shot to shit somehow. It's still running. And if you don't start doing something, we're going to be fucked and the the truck behind his Cheryl, I can hear them in the fifty Cowan. He's just rocking that thing. It was a really bad situation because there's only two vehicles in a handful of us. And we're in the middle of this city. I don't even know how many guys are was. But it felt like every corner and side street for about a mile these guys were in and we're taking fire from it. It was a lesson in how well connected the insurgency lines of communication were. They saw the trucks go out and we're able to organize a coordinated attack in less than half an hour before the trucks returned with the forward observer frozen. The fact that Cheryl stepped up and provided enough cover for the two home vs to limp back to base was the first of multiple acts valor Davies would witness on this deployment it also solidified the need to finish the joint security station or J SS. It was to be a shared staging area for the US and Iraqi forces. If it was going to get built safely, though things we're going to have to chain and we're going to deny the terrain to the enemy at all costs. We're not gonna sit on the base. And we did we were constantly patrolling. We had a presence there. I mean, probably twelve of the twenty four hours a day. And also we did a ton of hits kicking in doors every night. I mean, we're catching guys nonstop every night. We're out. Doing hits. And during the day, we're doing patrols, and we were going and talking to a lot of the local leaders Iraqi police Iraqi army local sheikhs restaurant owners. I mean, just anybody who was anybody in that town, and it sounds and good. But when you're in a city, that's the biggest threat is snipers, you sit anywhere in that fucking place for more than thirty minutes. You're gonna get shot up, and we would sit there for hours. I mean, they would go in there and just shoot the shit with these guys and snipers with roll up and take a shot at us. It got really nerve wracking. We come to expect that lots of times the snapper will give away their position by the consistent firing alone. But things were different in Beijing and really all over rack in two thousand and six rather than whole up the snipers would shoot and disappear leaving only shell casings. Once the armed response started. They had an excellent sense of the US reaction time leaving the soldiers very few proactive options besides constant scanning high. Alert and a quick response. We were starting to build our J assess at the Iraqi police station, and there was guard towers already at it against the Iraqi policemen's vice we decided, well, we're going to pull security up in these towers, and they're like, okay. But one of our policemen got shot in the head by sniper last week. We're like all right. Well, we'll just put some cammo netting up on there. And they'll be fine. We'd probably been manning those towers, maybe a day. I remember I was outside of the trucks. Also hear the shot Powell. And I can hear over the I con's all the radios. Hey with fuck that come from is everybody. What Zine way seen anything? Hey tower one what's going on their street towers to answer back? Yeah. We're good. I don't know where it came from one of the guys in my platoon. He ran up to the tower to go check on or V, and he looks up. Blood and spinal fluid and everything just fucking witness face. You trip just running out of the trap door on the tower. He came running back screaming, and we're like what the fuck what what happened, and he was laying on top of the trap door to the tower. So we had to pull up the humvee, and we had to have our medic scale the side of this tower in out in the open with snipers all over the damn place. I remember the first sergeant he's like trying to be sensitive is like bag him up, and what's get him in a humvee. And we'll we'll get him back to base. And then we need to get up a troll up, and we got to go find this guy. And that night was the fuck and weirdest night of of all time beigey was a small city and the army was willing to take it apart to find the sniper into demonstrate that it would be relentless in the pursuit of insurgents at the time. They didn't realize how quickly this attitude would pay off. But before. The sun rose the next day the soldiers would establish that there were consequences for working with the insurgency. Attention the BG region to be sure, but it wasn't necessarily against the US forces or at least exclusively against them all the work. The army had put in meeting with local officials and working to train and equip the police force was about to be put to the test just as the army wouldn't tolerate being denied access to patrol the streets. It wouldn't see the ability to use guard towers to the threat of snipers. We have our interpreters start calling some local informants, and and different people. And for some reason some people came in and told the Raqi police. Yeah, we know who did it. We got our squad together. It was my squad. And we went to this house, and like, you know, two o'clock in the morning and his raining. It was raining. Like crazy. We get in there. And these guys are nowhere to be seen only thing in. There is just a group full of women huddled in the corner. And then a couple kids and some babies we searched that house top two. Him and you know, in these people's houses, they don't have a lot of stuff. You know, they go back out, and they're like they talked to the informant and he's like, no he's in there. We're. I was still in there. I was actually pulling security on the women because you can't touch them. You barely can look at them. But you definitely can't put your hands on just because of their customs. We try to respect that. They're like, no he's in here, and I go, hey, wait a second. What they're they're sitting on something they're hiding something. So the other squad leader Barringer, he grabs one of the women and moves her aside, and we start pulling them away and they're screaming, and they're No, MR Mr. no-no and somebody pulls the blanket up that they were sitting on and this assholes underneath there. And he hops up and screams and runs right? At me. I mean, I I couldn't shoot him. We get tangled up and I'm trying to punch him and I'm like on top of him. And you know with the amount of gear that I got on. I'm like a turtle. You know, I can't can't move that. Well, and he's fighting like crazy, and then the rest of the squads, you know, we're trying to subdue. Asked and they're kicking the shit out of him. And he's fighting back. And finally, we get him. I mean, he was scrappy we get his ass turned over and flex cuffed. And I drag him outside. We got him put up with all of the chaos in the shuffle in the screaming women took a little while for the interpreters to get the soldiers attention, according to their informants. They got the wrong guy or rather? They didn't get the right guy. They're like that's the spotter. That's not the shooter. They are still in there. And we're like, you gotta be kidding. Where where's this guy? One of my buddies goes back in there, and there's a couch, and he flips this couch over and there's a midget hundred. And this guy was a like, I don't know. How tall he was like four feet tall. He was the sniper. Same thing. They had a scuffle with his ass. I was outside watching the guy that we just detained. It was so mind blowing first off the fact that there's nothing in the house barely except a couch. You knew never think that somebody could be underneath that. Ouch. We'll bring him out. Yeah. We ended up sending their asked to the Tiffen couple months later. They hung his ass. Yeah. It was good. It was very satisfying. But it didn't bring our V back. Even if I'd killed the guy wouldn't have been satisfying enough because it, you know, it's a guy that you've trained with for years. I mean, by that point we've been training for well over a year, we'd hang out on the weekends together. We it's like your brother. It's it really is you know, everything about him. But fortunately for a lot of the snipers that that we dealt with we ended up catching because they like to go off they they would kill one of my friends in that go. Brag about it. And I guess we had enough friends in this town, well friendly or sympathetic people that they they would come tell us, and we would go find that guy. Normally that night before the tour was over Davies would lose three friends to sniper attacks. And these nightly hits would run the gamut from knocking on doors at two AM ask. Around for people to blowing the doors to Helen dragging them out by the time. It was ready to head out for leave new guys tend to get the early spots in the late spots. Tension was again rising in Beijing. While he was on leave. Another soldier was killed in an ambush and the army responded with gloves off approach they shut down the city with the demand that the people responsible were caught and handed over by the time Davis got back from leave the city essentially was under siege. It was cold as shit because it was January. It was the city was also Neha. It was a little town. It was hard because we completely surrounded the city with checkpoints, and you weren't getting out of there without being fully padded down your vehicle searched and it was around the clock twenty four seven. There was a curfew, and these people a lot of the men in that city came out in protested. There was some pretty tense moments when they would protest. We'd have to throw CS gas into the crowd less lethal rounds in grabbing people and detaining assholes that were throwing rocks, and they're pushing they're trying to get through the barriers, and it was just chaos and all the while you have to worry about one of these guys blowing themselves up or shooting you or a car driving up to the checkpoint in blowing up, and that's where he really saw how much people hated you. But we didn't get shot at from that city. They I think they realized how bad they fucked up, and they're like, we're not gonna make this any worse by that time. We're starting to to build our J assess we're starting to spend more time in the city. We start doing way more dismounted patrols the surge was starting to kind of pick up as a surge began kicked off one of the most violent Connectik years of the war for the filters of the eighty second beigey. It also would be something of a slog Davies spent days upon days feeling sad. Sandbags to shore up the J assess as it neared completion. He said it made him feel like they were in Vietnam in the nineteen seventies with the J assess up and running the soldiers could split time between it and fob summer all while providing security for engineers tasked with clearing and securing route Tampa was on April third, and I remember it because it was my birthday was the fourth than I was going to be twenty one the company was clearing highway one with the engineer company, and they were filling in pot holes. They were moving jersey barriers. They were just giving more standoff on this road. So that there was nowhere to put ideas. And that was one of the reasons why we needed to be out there as well was to over watch the cement dry, so that nobody came up and planted something in it while it was still wet as we're pulling up to relieve the other squad, just like every other gun fight. We got in they initiated with an RPG. It was in the exact same location as the first ambush. I was in right in front of the the ice house, and they opened up on us. And it was just it was unbelievable. How many rounds they are shooting at us, and our S O P in these ambushes was to turn into the fire and open the doors and get out and lay down a base of fire. And then have another squad maneuver on them. Whether it be with humvees or on foot. We get out. I have my saw and I just start dumping and I'm shooting at every muzzle flash. That I see my buddy Palmer's up in the Mark nineteen and he's rocking it and he's just putting Browns right into muzzle flashes. And they were just everywhere there's muzzle. It was it was insane. There is just. And I had my nods down. So it was kind of blinding all the muzzle flashes and than ours. And and just everything going off tracers everywhere. There was a lull in the fight. There. Was you ceasefires? She's fire. It's still it's you can hear there's nothing. I have my nods down watching this alleyway, and I just see the sky run across and I opened up on him. Right. As he almost got to the other side. And I I just shot him until he stopped moving and then the firefight presumed again all the engine years, they're like we can't be out here with this shit. And so they kinda packed up everything. And we're like all right. Well, I guess we we ought to you know, we are ex fill back to the base because this shit's crazy the bonds that are formed during these firefights are permanent as much because it is a life and death bond that is rarely seen outside of combat by this part of the deployment theories. No self deception about the risk as long as. There is shooting. There's the possibility that you could be the one who dies throwing that understanding at the enemy as part of a team is a thing onto itself. It's the biggest adrenaline rush. I've ever experienced in my life. I ever will experience in less somehow getting another war your jittery euphoric. You can't it's like you can't believe like holy shit. What you don't realize what? Like man, I was in the middle of weird just shooting rounds back at each other. And you don't think about like how close to that? You how close it is. You could get killed at any second. It's it takes a while their wind down from that. Everybody's excited. Everybody's you know, talking shit to whoever decided to stay in the humvee and not returned fire unite. Unfortunately that happened once in a while guys would, you know, take a knee behind the humvee or get on a corner, not return fire. Fire and that was an especially in my platoon that was really really looked down on any gonna go ostracized. If that was you, of course, that makes perfect sense. These bonds are built under the assumption that everyone is in together. Remember, the courage is the absence of fear. It's the ability to recognize danger and keep going any way of jumping not because you want to so much as because you know, people are counting on you. Everybody wants to go home. But nobody wants to go home at the expense of anyone else in the unit. It's one of those things at amplifies loss during wartime this notion that it could have been you it just wasn't and even when you're doing your job as well as you can sometimes it's not enough. God. I mean, the J assess I can't explain how terrible it was. Because we are right there in the middle of the city, and we got attacked a lot there. We got a ton of mortar attacks if you stuck your head up over. The sandbags during the middle of the day. There's a good chance you're gonna get shot or at least shot at for. Sure. It was nerve wracking because there was only one entrance to R J s and we win against all the rules of combat. Don't make patterns and never use the same entry exit point twice second squad was doing they're just mounted patrol. They had just finished their required. Eight hours of walking around the city. I I was actually in the operation center. The talk in in. I was watching the patrol come in on the cameras. I can only see a couple of guys. And then all of a sudden, I just see everybody on the patrol turn around and start shooting. We're on Q r f I run down. And it's coming over the radio that somebody's shot. One of the guys in my squad done jumps in the the driver seat. And it was just me and him. Because it was right outside the gate. And I jumped in the Mark nineteen on the turret. We take off out there and a couple other trucks we pull up in and we're taking fire, and there's there's round snapping over the top of me, and I'm shooting I'm engaging with with the Mark nineteen in the middle of the day. It feels like it took a long time. But it must have been only a couple seconds. And they they load somebody underneath me because I'm in the turret, and they load somebody underneath me, and I looked down. And I couldn't tell who was and because their face was blue, it was swollen. There was a. It was a nice remembers little tiny this little hole right up on his on his right cheek. And there's still a little bit of blood. And I was like I was like who is that. And they're like it's Palmer hitting me. Man, corporal, Eric Palmer was the other SOG owner who helped him fight off the ambush near the ice house earlier that spring he and Davies had developed that life or death bond, the all or nothing attitude of mutual support. And that point I just picked up Martine, I shot it until we didn't have any Emma left to that. And then I picked up my saw, and I shot that until I didn't have any ammo the medivac helicopter came in. And it was it was really bad. We took him inside of the Jess for a second until the medivac could come in. And then we mounted back up through bunch of ammo back in the trucks called the nine line. Medevac came in to the open field outside of our Jesus. And we rolled back out there. And we just kept taking fire the helicopters getting shot at we drove out is close to the the Blackhawk as we could they pulled him out in late it loaded on the bird. But and then after that, it was you know, it was horrible. Everybody's sitting around. And you know, this is a guy I've spent years with training partying just like brother knew me. And then that happens in an automobile to recognize them. And then the the fucked up thing is everybody we all knew he was dead. It was undeniable and they're like, oh, he he's going to be. Okay. I remember our with Arjun came out there. And he goes, yeah. Everything's alright. Bombers going to be okay. And everybody's like are you are you fucking serious? Did you did you see him? He's he's dead. He's not going to be. Okay. I guess they had him on on life support. His parents flew out. Out to Germany, and I guess they made a decision take him off life support there, and it was horrible. And I I don't know. I I don't know if it was a. I don't know if it was better if he was on life support. So as family could could be there or if he just died out there. So his family didn't have to deal with that. And does really it was really really bad. And that was the point where I was like. Yeah, I'm I'm ready. Get the fuck out of this place. Palmer was shot on June twenty first two thousand seven and the first of the five v who set to rotate out in August, a few weeks later Davies would get word that they were extended to November taking them all the way through the worst of the fighting season. But summer wasn't even well underway yet and the next few weeks would be as difficult as any other part of the tour. Napa also known as highway one ran from fob summer, I'll through beigey to the police station at the far of town. The SS was in the middle and the US and Iraqi forces shared space with different units rotating in and out on three weeks off one week on schedule Davies was at summer. I'll when the bed went off. We're like fifteen twenty miles away from beigey at fob summer. All I'm in bed. And all the sudden it felt like a mortar landed outside of my my chew it like through people out of bed. It was insane. And we go outside, and we're like what the fuck was that a mortar just landed inside of the company area what's going on. And then all of a sudden, they're like, no, AVI bid, just hit the Jess. They're getting overrun their black on ammo. We gotta get the fuck out there, and we go and we run to the ammo dump, and we just start loading up as much as every humvee could take an as we're driving in the city. We just see this. Giant cloud of smoke, and we're taking fire trying to get to the Jess. These guys are like down to like one or two magazines on the rooftop, they're dropping mortars. They got Apaches and Kyle was doing gun runs in the middle of the city. It was complete chaos as soon as that car bomb hit about seventy five insurgents tried to storm the Jess or what was left of the Jess. And I mean, you're seeing guys running down alley. What you don't normally see these guys when they shoot at you. They thought that they had one they thought that they were going to overrun this j assess and they thought it was victory for them. But it wasn't. We ended up killing. I mean, every single one of them that attacked it the worst part of that day. Well, the best part was no nobody on our side died. No, no Americans were killed day. Couple guys got pretty injured. There's some guys that are real fucked up from it. We're trying to help the Iraqi police get their comrades out of the rubble, and they bring in a backhoe. Oh, and I'm watching these guys I see him talking to guys inside of the rubble. And then I watch him bring up the backhoe and they start to try to lift off the rebel as fast as they can. And instead they started crushing these guys to death pointed seen some really bad ship. But that was that was a whole different level of. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing, and and they just kept doing it. And they just kept fucking trying to dig through this rubble with this backhoe. And and they just kept crushing these dudes in the whole company were so occupied on getting the the walls backup and getting Hess. Go barriers put up in and rebuilding our defensive positions. So that they can't drive another one into us. Now, a lotta shit changed after that the J SS was functional and better fortified by the time Davies and the rest of the first of the five o v headed home that November. He started partying when he hit the state's got an ill conceived relationship with a woman that would end and infidelity on his next tour and tried to bed. To get his handle on his experience, and what the future held he was planning on getting out. But instead was stop lost just days shy of his E T S and sent back to Iraq. It was a comparatively safe deployment in Baghdad living on fob falcon in two thousand eight although after fifteen months of near-constant engagements in hits and beigey Davies had a whole different perspective on safety, then four hundred ninety days after being stopped lost Barclay headed home back in December two thousand nine and started out processing get now the army, and then I finally moved to San Diego in like January two thousand ten is audit was seamless until I realized that drinking myself to sleep every night wasn't a normal thing and partying nonstop and destroying any relationship. I had regardless of it was romantic or friendship or anything. I just was an asshole. I was. Was extremely unhappy. I felt guilty. I felt worthless. I contemplated suicide all the time. I felt like like a a nervous Chihuahua. I was just like I felt like shaking all the time. And I felt like shit, and it was it was a very weird feeling. I was a mess of probably the worst example of a personal trainer. There was at that moment, I managed to keep my job. I mean, I'd be late once in a while. But you know, people would like give me a pass. Because always just fucked up veteran did that for about six years. I basically was like I've done everything I needed to do in life. Why am I even doing this? And I was just living one day at a time. And it never went away. It's I mean, I've suppressed it now with the with therapy. But for like six years there. I didn't think I had a problem. I had a lot of fun when I was super hammered because I would forget. I wouldn't think about what had happened and then tried to kill myself. I went out with a friend, and we we just got hammered, and I don't remember I was drink. I just drinking everything next thing. I know the next day I wake up in the VA in lawyer, and I'm up on in the psych ward, it was horrible. And I was like what the fuck am I doing here, and there's a bunch of crazy ass bombs, and all these people just completely out of their mind. And I'm just looking around. I'm like, how do I how did I end up here where we're in my life. Did I go wrong that I'm sitting in a fucking psych ward, the VA surrounded by homeless people and people talking to selves as like, I you know, up and come to find out. I tried to try to commit suicide by cop ended up showing up. I guess I kept telling him I had a gun on me. And I was trying to. Them to shoot me, and they wouldn't and then tackled me, and they took me to VA. And then after that, I never drank again. What was tougher Davies to see until it was almost too late is that he was more wrapped up in his experience than he was in its meaning he came through some legitimate ugliness. But forgot the mantra that whatever doesn't kill. You makes you stronger, it's an easy aphorism. But it can be a critical one for many veterans realizing you've come out of it is the first step letting make you stronger as the next one as a personal trainer. He knew that sometimes people needed help getting stronger. So that's what he did. He got help and he got stronger, and I was so self centered. And so like, pour me to to do that to my family, and my friends, and and my clients and just everybody who relied on me for or new me I wanted to hopefully, reach out and help other veterans that are struggling with p. T S D And the ones that are drinking themselves to sleep every night. Don't kill yourself. I mean, you're not doing anybody any favors. It's when you kill yourself. You're not living for the people that died, and you have to live that life. You have to live your life as best you can for the people that can't anymore. We often hear combat veterans talk about fighting for the people to their left in their right? But would Davies figured out is if the guys on your left and your right don't make it that doesn't mean you stop fighting for them in Iraq. When guys got killed it only made the rest of them fight harder. If there's one thing worth bringing home from the war. It's probably that keep fighting because you can and because they can't. Next time on this is war. The blast went off. It was incredibly loud. Very confusing. I'd no idea what the hell just happened. And then the truck just kind of filled with dirt and dust. Are you a combat veteran or do, you know one with a story to tell reach out to us at stories at this is war dot com with your dates and branch of service, and a brief description of the experience that you'd like to share. This is war was written by me, Anthony Russo and produced by incongruity media. 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