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"... stop ruining me"
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After decades of waste, overpayments, trillions of missing or improperly accounted for dollars, and most recently losing track of 44,000 US soldiers, the #Pentagon is about to undergo its first audit in history conducted by 2,400 auditors from independent public accounting firms to conduct reviews across the #Army , #Navy , #AirForce and more – followed by annual audits going forward.
The announcement follows a May commitment by Pentagon comptroller David Norquist, who previously served as the CFO at the Department of #HomelandSecurity when the agency performed its audit. “Starting an audit is a matter of driving change inside a bureaucracy that may resist it,” Norquist told members of the Armed Services Committee at the time when pressed over whether or not he could get the job done at the DHS.
According to the DoD release:
The audit is massive. It will examine every aspect of the department from personnel to real property to weapons to supplies to bases. Some 2,400 auditors will fan out across the department to conduct it, Pentagon officials said. “It is important that the Congress and the American people have confidence in DoD’s management of every taxpayer dollar,” Norquist said. -defense.gov
The Pentagon is no stranger to criticism over serious waste and purposefully sloppy accounting. A DoD Inspector General’s report from 2016 – which appears to be unavailable on the DoD website (but fortunately WAS archived)- found that in 2015 alone a staggering $6.5 trillion in funds was unaccounted for out of the Army’s budget, with $2.8 trillion in “wrongful adjustments” occurring in just one quarter.
In 2015, the Pentagon denied trying to shelve a study detailing $125 billion in waste created by a bloated employee counts for noncombat related work such as human resources, finance, health care management and property management. The report concluded that $125 billion could be saved by making those operations more efficient. 🖐🏾More in comments👇🏾#AuditTheFed
New York City woke up to another day on September 12th, 2001, but it wasn't just another day. It couldn't possibly be.
It was a city of less. Less traffic, less noise, less people, less activity, less momentum, less certainty, less joy.
The dawn did not erase the preceding day's agony — no dawn could — and so New Yorkers ate their meals, did the dishes and put out the trash, the mundane tasks of life, but nothing felt the same. The city seemed ever so much more fragile and unfamiliar.
On a day when work meant so much less than human companionship, when the very constructs of what it meant to live in New York came under question, New Yorkers spent much of their time in somber reflection as smoke continued to fill the skies above Lower Manhattan.
No one could glance downtown without feeling chills from the absence of the iconic Twin Towers. But in countless smaller ways, the reassuring signposts of daily life were not there.
People who lived near the city's busy airports, accustomed to the repetitive ear-splitting roar of jet engines, awoke to a day of uncomfortable silence. Smaller sounds resounded, for the bigger ones were gone. Sirens, one of the typical background noises of city life, seemed so much more ominous than ever before.
It was matinee day on Broadway — shows in the afternoon and evening — but the theaters were dark and shuttered. Performances canceled "due to tragic circumstances beyond our control."
So many stores were closed entirely, not sure when they would reopen. On the doors of the Virgin Megastore in Times Square, a notice said simply, "We are closed until further notice."
The stock exchange tape on the side of the Morgan Stanley offices on 48th Street reported no stock trades. There were none to report. Instead, there was information on an employee assistance phone line and pleas to give blood.
For everyone, the magnitude of what had happened was still being absorbed. People fumbled with what they would or would not do from now on. "I'll never go downtown again," said one man as he cried while walking down Lexington Avenue in the early morning. "Worked there 15 years. I'll never go down there again. There's nothing left." 📸: Keith Meyers