This book is Creative Non-fiction. It is a true account of the first American Sniper, sourced and documented. It is creative in that it injects enemy dialogue and thoughts into the story, as well as spruces up some of the Americans’. It describes the landscape and terrain (Vietnam in the 6o’s/war) in descriptive detail that the author might have only imagined—the jungle, the rain, the insects, the swampland (rice paddies); the sun’s rising and setting, the mist and fog—in poetic prose. In other words, it brings the story to life – much as Clint Eastwood did in directing the movie, American Sniper (2015); an adaptation of Chris Kyle’s memoir (2013) of the same name. And the similarities don’t end there. Eastwood might have read Henderson’s Marine Sniper because they both, the movie and the book, begin with the sniper having to decide whether or not to kill civilians, seemingly — children.
The Marine sniper is Gunnery Sergeant Carlos Hathcock, who is responsible for the sniper weapons system now used by the US Military. He convinced the Marines of its value in warfare. “One shot, one kill,” was his motto and MO. His experience in Vietnam was eerily similar to Kyle’s. (Maybe Kyle read about Hathcock.) Hathcock was a legend in Vietnam and had a bounty, a reward, put on his head by the enemy. Hathcock was hunted as well as being the hunter. This book is thrilling – dangerous. The epigraph is a quote by Hemingway: There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter.
Like Kyle, Hathcok is stalked by an enemy sniper. But, this is not a movie or a memoir, it happened. Hathcock kills his hunter, and when they confirm the kill, it is seen that Hathcock’s shot went through the hunter’s rifle’s scope, into his eye, the enemy sniper’s eye, and exploded his brain. Dig it … ? In another episode Hathcock was given the mission of killing a female combatant, THE APACHE, who tortured her captives by having rats eat their faces and skinning them alive; and also cut the genitals off a captured US Marine, while alive, then released him after torturing him all night long so as the Marines, bunkered nearby, could hear his screams while they tried to sleep. Get it? Are the enemy savages? Dig it. In another episode (what else can you call them?) Hathcock ‘worms’ his way across a swamp for three days to assassinate an enemy general. The distance is less than a mile. At one spot he encounters a viper. He cannot do anything but move, inch-by-inch, for three days, on his belly, so-as-to be able to get the shot. He was eaten by ants, but could not flinch! He did it! He was successful. He is a legend!
But “We” lost that war, as we lost the Iraq war. What good does it do, these advanced weapon systems, killing systems?
Hathcock got sick. He was diagnosed with MS, but maybe it was PTSD. He trained snipers, re-uped. His wife wondered. Hathcock taught again still more snipers. He’s a hero. He loved John Wayne. Get it?
Should you read this book? IDK … men are complicated creatures.
PS
My best friend was a Navy SEAL in Vietnam. In the beginning, in Vietnam, they were Navy frogmen – underwater demolition specialists. He, my friend, drank himself to death … and yet, he was the last survivor of his team. They, his team, killed themselves, one- by-one, one way or another … and “We,” lost the wars. Get it?
Winter 2015