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...Army refuses to comment on how its own "don't ask, don't tell" policy could have led to this heinous crime. Witnesses at Glover's trial testified to the harassment Winchell encountered on a daily basis because of his suspected homosexuality. His platoon sergeant described him as "walking around down in the dumps." Perhaps Winchell would be alive and well today if the armed forces were not so vaguely opposed to openly homosexual servicepeople...
...virulent antigay bigotry remains an accepted prejudice in much of the U.S. military. So when rumors began to float around that someone in the unit might be gay, a sergeant--in violation of "Don't ask, don't tell"--launched his own informal probe. Fisher had gone to the platoon sergeant, Michael Kleifgen, and said he had dropped a soldier in their unit off at the Connection. He didn't name Winchell, but he specified the date. Kleifgen thumbed through Delta Company's roster and asked soldiers where they had been that night. The sergeant concluded that Winchell had been...
...gossip persisted and "seemed to be affecting the platoon," Staff Sergeant Eric Dubielak testified. Even Winchell's superiors began piling on. The company's first sergeant said he was going to "get that little faggot" when Winchell showed up for duty one day smelling of alcohol, according to testimony. "Pretty much everybody in the company called him derogatory names," Kleifgen told a pretrial hearing. "They called him a 'faggot' and stuff like that, I would say on a daily basis. A lot of times, he was walking around down in the dumps." Yet the sergeant let the trash talking continue...
...held a hot-dog cookout around the picnic table. A radio blared music while the soldiers played Wiffle ball and drained a keg of beer. Although 21 is the legal drinking age in Kentucky, younger troops--like the 18-year-old Glover--downed many beers that night. A staff sergeant on duty in the barracks did nothing to halt the illegal drinking. Glover and Winchell kept away from each other, one soldier said, and there was no overt hostility between them. As midnight drew closer, the keg dribbled dry. Glover began whacking the empty aluminum cask with the Wiffle-ball...
...PAST DISPATCHES He's in the Army Now. Well, Almost... Sgt. Bilko Was Much More Fun Than These Guys Hey! These Sweat Suits Aren't Camouflaged! Yes, Sergeant - It Is Night and I Am Jogging These Boots Weren't Made for Marching Learning to Swallow the Big D - Discipline Just in Case You Run Out of Bullets... When Private Is the Last Thing You Can Be Ah, the Smell of Tear Gas in the Morning