I did not think of my military service as being in the fighting after the years
of being hunted by the nature conservancy, being shot on 6 occassions out of
43 occassions that they fired at me. So, I used my influence to create a new
job for me- publicity at the US Naval Station in San Diego, California. When
President Johnson offered me an officer's commission with full colonel after 6
months I refused, saying that an officer's life would slow me down in times of
emergencies of which I was best at. He agreed, saying that he sometimes
wished the generals would get to work instead of wasting time kissing his rear.
So, I was an enlisted man in the United States Navy- pay grade E-3, Seaman.
Think of that sometimes when I speak of what I did when officers were
effectively out-ranked by me- I remember two admirals watching me take a
nuclear-powered aircraft carrier out of Tokyo Harbor- something I was
qualified for but they were not after all their years experience(at the Officers'
Club?). When I started my active duty one admiral did try to "grab" me to his
flagship but President Johnson hijacked(his term) me to the USS Paul
Revere, saying that the Paul Revere was better for me than sitting while the
other ship was being repaired(USS Forrestal, the ship John Mccain almost
sunk all by himself. Isn't he great!).
The USS Paul Revere's one role in the Vietnam War was to pick up tired
soldiers and give them a few days rest. Not nice for me- first time up a river to
pick up some soldiers I was shot. It hurt as much as any of the nature
conservacy's bullets in me- so I guess the Vietcong were no worse that the
nature conservancy. One Vietcong shot me as I walked on deck of the Paul
Revere. Burned like hell but did not go deep inside my arm- ached for a year
or two. By the way the Vietcong that fired that shot later said he was sorry for
shooting me. I said back I thought he was right in trying to protect himself and
the other Vietcong. Another time I was being escorted by a US soldier when a
Vietcong missed the escort and shot me- quick kill for the escort so we
continued to where I was delivering a message rated Secret. President
Johnson had me given Secret and Top Secret security clearences so I could
read messages from him that he did not want others to read- but, with the lack
of others with those security clearances, I was running all over and near
Vietnam delivering those high-classed messages. The importance,to me, was
why I asked that my injuries would not be put in my record:too many times
somebody with a boo-boo was sent home. I had a unique ability. Today
Congress and the Presidents give medals for those with little boo-boos.
Whatever about that- another time my escort went left quick so I was the one
shot. Both of us being pinned down the soldier put a hand grenade in my shirt
pocket and one in my hand and motioned me to go around the small hill the
shooter was on. I went around, pulled the pins, dropped the hand grenades in
the shooter's hole that he was in, heard the two muffled pops that told me was
dead. But I was not done because a big explosion in the hole pushed the dirt
against my back, sending me flying for about a hundred yards. I do not
recommend flying by explosion. Nice flight but the landing can be rough, and
One note here about what some have seen: a picture usually titled The
Napalm Girl. That was a product of a propaganda photo shoot arranged by
President Johnson with me watching at his request. The smoke in the
background was from two smoke pots, The children were made up by two
professionals for the pictures. Their mothers received a good amount of
money and the children received much candy. The smallest child gave me a
bite of one of her candy bars. About the way the US used napalm in Vietnam:
US sprayer planes sprayed where Vietcong snipers were hiding, followed by
flare planes that started the napalm burning- spreading the burning napalm
outwards into an area 5-10 times the area that was originally spread- nobody
survived the burning and all the napalm burned so there were no injuries from
napalm used by the US in Vietnam. All dead.

Starting to meet VERY interesting people:

A person who was said, in the US, to be a terrible man, was loved and
respected in southeast Asia- Pol Pot, later called Lon Noi. The difference was
that he was not political- his detractors in the US used his name to boost their
political status. He had a private army that he used like a volunteer American
police force- they were farmers when things were calm. Pol Pot and I got
together many times to talk. He was very smart, a degree in law from
Cambridge University. That is where he got many ideas on keeping the peace
without violence, usually. His usual peaceful ways got him expelled from the
rising and violent Kilmer Rouge political party. I remember him saying to me
on the phone that he had something important to talk to me about. I went
through a mile of jungle to get to his main camp- he had lied to me! Here
came at me about 500-600 women yelling kiss kiss kiss- Pol Pot had
remembered my Kissing Bobby years while he had attended Cambridge! With
more people like Pol Pot this would be a much better world. He started the
teaching the children of Cambodia simple hygiene and basic health care.
Later, as President of Cambodia he continued the education to all in
One day I was delivering a message to a army officer in the Vietnam jungle
when my one army escort soldier pointed to two men talking along side the
trail and said that they were the two friendliest people in Vietnam. When they
saw me their eyes popped out and BIG smiles showed that they recognized
me. They said they remembered me as Kissing Bobby when they had
attended Harvard University to get their degrees in law so they could unite
Vietnam- they were first cousin,once removed: Nguyen Thieu, President and
General of the Army of the Republic of Vietnam(south), and Le Duc Tho,
General of the Army of the Democratic Republic of Vietnam(north). They said
that they got together whenever they could to plan the government of the to-be
Socialist Republic of Vietnam. Considering that this was in 1967 I say that
they and myself and Ho Chi Minh planned what to say to Henry Kissenger to
fool him(Kissenger) into thinking that he was actually affecting the events in
Vietnam.We did such a good job that when Richard Nixon left office he called
Kissenger to "rub it in" that he had been fooled badly and completely.
Kissenger then called me and said to me: "I will see you dead"- I then called
President Gerald Ford to tell him what Kissenger said to me. Ford had me
listen on a speaker phone as he fired Henry Kissenger. After that Kissenger
continually lied that he was working for the US so he could make money on
book sales and personal appearences.
Next- I met Ho Chi Minh on a trail, my escort saying that he was the most
important man in southeast Asia- but why did he go a crazy happy when he
saw me, him an important man character? He said that he had read hundreds
of articles about me being Kissing Bobby and watched all my videos that he
could while he earned his degree in law at Cambridge University. At a point
during this conversation he offered to introduce me to the leaders of the 10
Vietcong clans, the 7 peaceful clans first and the 3 trouble making clans last.
The thought of that was like David walking into the lion's den but learning
about them may be useful in stopping this thing called the Vietnam War, so I
said Yes!. In my US Navy uniform I started to see these people called
Vietcong- I seemed safe for me as long as I was not armed. I saw many look at
me looking for guns so I did not wear jackets that may seem to hide a gun and
I kept my shirt tucked in tight so there would not be a bulge that may seem to
hide a gun. I kept rubber bands on my pants' cuffs so that there would no
possibility of a hidden weapon under my baggy US Navy pants legs. That
gave me an access to their camps even without Ho Chi Minh, they trusted me
to not be a threat. In their camps they slept in the open on bedrolls. They did
not have cooking utensils because they considered themselves too important
to do such menial tasks- all they ate they paid other than Vietcong to prepare
for them every meal. Pretty good IF they have the money but when the
region's biggest employer, Ho Chi Minh, died in 1969, they had to raid and kill
to eat- see my story: "306,000 Vietcong Will Die".
As I visited each Vietcong camp I found many suffering from bacteria from bad
water so I tried handing out water-treatment pills and antibiotic pills to the
worst sick- but the leaders would stop me if they saw me do that, saying to me
that they were perfect as they were Vietcong. Nobody tried to stop me those 7
times that I delivered babies- the men actually appreciated that I was willing to
get all that blood and stuff on me. "7 times" does not include the time when I
was using a tree limb as a cane,because of a US bomb,when I found a
bomb-killed mother whose still-alive baby had come out. I used the knife and a
shoelace of a dead Vietcong man to cut and tie the cord. After a hour of
carrying the baby and calling out the Vietcong name for baby "em be'" I found
a mother feeding her own who opened her shirt to offer her other breast for the
one I carried. Enough for that- now for one characteristic part of the Vietcong
was their lack of play, so I called my contact at the Voit company who
delivered 19,000 balls to the US Air Force who put the balls in a plane
designed to carry tanks and jeeps. In the air, with the back door opened, a
portion of the balls were thrown out at time intervals I specified on a flight path
I specified. The next day I found the balls laying on the ground because the
Vietcong had never seen a ball so I started teaching the children- even those
ever-serious leaders started to enjoy playing. The elders liked to
compete(dodge ball their favorite) and the children like to play together.
Enough of playing- at the last of the 3 trouble-making Vietcong clan camps
something happened that started that was the beginning of the end of the
Vietnam War, a war that started with the French asking for help 20 years
before. I and the Vietcong sensed some vibrations- the Vietcong picking up
their personal belongs and walked away while Ho Chi Minh signaled to me to
follow him. Ho Chi Minh and I ran north. After a while he pointed to the top of a
hill and said to me to watch from up there. I did. I watched. I watched. I
watched until the 35 minute mark since I had first felt the vibrations of big
B-52 bombers in a "Rolling Thunder" bombing raid- that is when the first
bomb landed. The next day I returned to see the damage. Some big bomb
craters- but the Vietcong were in perfect health! No injuries at all! Some had
moved into the bomb craters. The big b-52 bombers had been designed to
bomb cities where nobody knew they were coming until it was too late- the
Vietcong felt the vibrations and simply walked out of the flightpath of the
B-52s. 1,000,000+ dollars wasted for every Rolling Thunder bombing run! I
called for my helicopter ride. While I waited I called President Johnson what I
had learned about the Rolling Thunder tactic- he said he would call the US Air
Force and stop them from any more air raids. I also said that I had a plan in
my head that could work using some planes on an aircraft carrier.
I went to that ship-the aircraft carrier of my helicopter ride. An officer there had
showed me some F-series fighter-bombers. I got all 5 of the pilots into a map
room where I showed them that the small number of F-series planes could
scare the 3 trouble-making Vietcong clans into peace- terrorize a few to
influence the rest. I showed those pilots where the most inflential Vietcong
bedded down so they would avoid killing them- my friend Hirohito taught me
very well that if he had not been alive the people of Japan would have fought
to the last man,woman and child. I marked the spots where each would drop
each of their small bombs, giving them landmarks to see. My habit, to keep
from getting lost, of looking for landmarks helped in this planning. I was really
appreciating "walking into the lion's den"- I learned until it was time to end the
Vietnam War. President Johnson said to me to go for it and that he had told
the aircraft carrier's captain and the admiral to do whatever I said. Not
necessary- teamwork had gotten the bombs to lined up for 7 days of one raid
each day by the 5 pilots- only one raid per day so that the terrorized survivors
could tell of their horror to the others. That tactic worked- as fast as each camp
was bombed those survivors went peaceful- they learned the horror of
bloodshed and body destruction. 9 days following my starting the F-series
bombing raids there were no violent Vietcong. On the 10th day President
Johnson said on tv that the obligation of the United States to France was
completed as there was peace in Vietnam and that all US soldiers were being
pulled out, except for a few within the City of Saigon. That few was 912 with
none others in Vietnam 14 days after the start of the F-series bombing raids
and that was only while Saigon people were being trained to be police for the
first time ever.
Here I say the term terrorism is negative only in the minds of the individual-
My use of terrorism stopped body bags from going to the United States and
other countries from  Vietnam, and stopped as many Vietnamese being killed
every month. Harry Truman and Dwight Eisenhower said to me terrorism
stopped World War II in Europe and Japan. Those self-called peace people
do not do any of the suffering and dying-their talk is cheap(not the money they
make saying the pretty words.
Bobby Dias

306,000 Vietcong Will Die

                         What you will read here is what was my part of the one result
of the death of Ho Chi Minh in 1969: the need to stop the Vietcong clans in
south-east asia as they killed whoever was in their way of getting food-
prepared food because they were not farmers and chose not to prepare food
because they considered themselves above cooking food and such menial
activities that others on Earth do normally- I say that as a general rule put on
the individuals and enforced by the leaders. As you will learn in this story,
almost half of the Vietcong that died during this military operation was by
gunshot in the back by their own when they tried to surrender.

                                          To Me Comes The War
                    My start and finish in this event of my life was in the small house
in Santa Maria,California and all done by telephone-in my mind without aides
like maps and fancy desks. I remember waking and thing of what to expect
that day. Almost time for another report on Mao Zedong's surveying for map
making in south-east asia. As President Eisenhower had pointed to map
making in South America as important for me to start there, I had also did that
in China- then Mao had volunteered two of his survey crews to do the
surveying in south-east asia. Much peace had been gained South America
and China and then in south-east asia by settling boundaries BEFORE
disputes would start. Queen Elizabeth may call about a project of hers- always
a project for her! Today she would start calling me every day, sometimes
many times a day, to learn what was the latest about the Vietcong. For the
record Queen Elizabeth, after the deaths of this she did say that I should not
write anything about it-but the various political parties are using the deaths as
a false basis to gain support to raise money, so I write. Then President Nixon
asked me to wait until after he passed from this life to write about this. But no
one was trying to keep me from doing anything- in the 24 hours after the death
of Ho Chi Minh every head of state on Earth called me, asking me and
sometimes pleading to me to stop the Vietcong. With in two days they were up
to killing 5,000 each day in their drive for food. In 24 hours President Richard
was so overwhelmed by requests to have me stop the Vietcong that he issued
a general order giving me command of the Armed Forces of The United States
of America. Enlisted pay grade E-3 to the top was not a nice promotion to me-
meant work! Work in a good sense- no fun and games and fame of generals
and admirals, only work.
                                Before I was given command I had already found the
automatic weapons to given to the locals in the plan of mine- the locals doing
the face-to-face fighting was important to me so that the future generations of
south-east asia people would not be saying it was the Americans. The main
fighters from the countries of Laos and Thailand and Cambodia and Republic
of Vietnam(south) and Democratic Republic of Vietnam(north) would need
good portable automatic rifles and, for the trap, stationary guns that were pure
killing machines because of the mass rushing of Vietcong to them- similiar to
World War I and World War II attacks that just plain rushed hundreds and
thousands at a time.
                                "I just said "for the trap"- my plan was to drive the
Vietcong out of Vietnam into eastern Cambodia which was to be cleared of the
120 or so inhabitants. This drive moved them away from the other people of
Vietnam that the Vietcong would otherwise have killed to steal their food.
Having them in eastern Cambodia, the stationary guns would be put in place.
These guns were delivered by US Army personnel who also gave instructions
on how to use them. One note here: I chose these guns because of the
inability of anybody besides the US to make the ammo- I did not want these
thousand guns to be used in the future by locals to make war on each other.
                                Getting the Vietcong was not simple- I did use a battleship
and two cruisers to keep the Vietcong away from Vietnam's east coast. My use
of two-way radios and the many Vietnamese that knew english spotted very
well for these big ships. Many Vietcong were found miles inland absolutely
petrified because of the blasts where there was nothing to think of where they
came from. The big US B-52 bombers that had been proved useless in
Vietnam in 1967 was used in this military operation to scare the Vietcong into
the killing machine stationary guns- in 1967 and before the Vietcong had
plenty of time to run out of the flight path because the vibrations of the big
planes could be felt more than 30 minutes before the first bomb dropped.
Also, the allies had plenty of hand grenades that were used mainly to break up
groups of Vietcong. Burma heard of the hand grenades and asked for 10,000.
I asked why- they said to make roads! I found some army engineers to teach
them other ways to move bounders and stuff. By the way, Burmese troops did
one very important job- they patroled behind ally lines to shoot any Vietcong
that slipped through. If the Vietcong surrendered fine but they were shoot if not
surrendering. About surrendering- every morning for 3 hours, electronic
sound systems, mostly bull horns, tried to get Vietcong to surrender. I had
started with 40 US snipers to shoot any Vietcong that tried to stop other
Vietcong from surrendering by shooting them in the back. The first few days in
the "trap" proved to be about 59-60% of the Vietcong dead to have been shot
in the back by their own. I found 540 more snipers- the end percentage of
Vietcong dead by being shot in the back was 44%-134,000+ of the total
306,000. Only 912 Vietcong managed to surrender. I had hoped for much
more to surrender. Once away from those that tried to make them live the
Vietcong life these 912 lived well with others. Most wound up in Burma or
Thailand or Laos-those countries were willing to take them in and had teams
ready to transport them out of the war area.
                         Before the Vietcong had been driven into the Trap I had some
bulldozers set into the Trap area, with much fuel, for the Vietcong to bury their
death but they did little of that;so, I had more bulldozers and fuel brought in-
these for the allies to bury the Vietcong dead. There were reports of mass
burials and bodies stacked up like cord wood. I can only say that it was either
the Vietcong give up trying to being Vietcong or 14 million in southeast asia
would have been killed by the Vietcong. I mention here that I could have found
money for the food and food preparers to cook the food for all 306,000
Vietcong(overall, last the UN said to me, was that I had found and
delivered,free of charge, 220+ million tons(net) of food to 100+ million
people)- but to be given food would not be acceptable to the Vietcong. Ally
dead: 998 plus 2 US soldiers- the US soldiers were killed during a sweep for
loose Vietcong survivors. They were protecting Cambodia soldiers who were
doing the actually checking. Regular Cambodia soldiers for the sweep- Pol
Pot's(Lon Noi) private army did the fighting in the western side of the Trap.
During the sweep is when President Richard Nixon asked me to write about
this operation after he passed from this life. For some years I did not because
bad publicity may have harmed the career of my best friend Whitney Houston-
her being murdered released me from that consideration. The 185 million in
south-east asia now are safe from the Vietcong there has been was only this
for me:
                          1 tear for every Vietcong man whose hand I shook.
                       100 tears for every Vietcong child I taught to play ball.
                     1000 tears for every Vietcong mother I gave medicine to.
                   1,000,000 tears for every Vietcong baby I held in my hands.

Bobby Dias