When I accidentally ran into him in Camp Enari, the American base of our army near Pleiku, in the Central Highlands of Vietnam, he bent my ear for several minutes, telling me how much he envied my job in active combat, and how much he also wanted to be "Where the Action is".
To get that windbag off my back, I offered an immediate visit to his personnel officer, trading my combat job for his desk assignment. This immediately got the loudmouth to shut up, and he stuttered while walking away.
So would be the reaction of our generals in Afghanistan, if they could be assured that they would actually have to put their neck on the line to achieve an American victory!