Colonel West storming out of the office, yelling for this aide or that assistant so he could look like he was getting something done. Nothing would change, and the process would repeat itself the next morning. Lieutenant Colonel West was living proof of the Peter Principle; he had risen to the level of his incompetence and would rise no further.West was already waiting at the Colonel’s door and Sanford followed him into the office. Colonel Olsen was standing with his back to them, overlooking the base through his office windows.“Have a seat, gentlemen,” Olsen said.“Major Sanford,” Olsen began. “Tell me what you know about the state of the morale of our troops.”For a split second, Sanford thought the Colonel knew about his meetings with Hodges and Tuttle and was on a fishing expedition. Then he remembered that morale and well-being of the troops were his responsibilities and started breathing again.“Sir,” Sanford said, stalling, “that’s a tricky question to answer at the best of times. Right now, there’s a lot that would go into the answer. Is there something specific you are referring to?”“I’m referring,”
