If you could put your finger on a point in time when it started it would have to be the decade of the 1960s. That is when Americans stood by and allowed the destruction of the warrior culture to start.
The warrior culture is the unique culture that exists in varying degrees in all branches of the United States Armed Forces. To use the lingo of the day, it is the American spirit and probably the last stronghold of it, only on steroids.
In the Special Operations and the Combat Arms branches of service it is by necessity intense. It is the invisible to the uncultured, but is their crucial tool bag item for survival. These forces represent the tip of the arrow that strikes our nation’s enemies. It is smaller than the rest of the force, but it is the deadly piece. It is the piece, without which the remainder is useless. Like a bee without a stinger, an arrow without an arrowhead is just a buzzing annoyance. A much larger shaft, representing the remainder of the force, enables the arrowhead to strike its target. From the arrowhead to the vane, the warrior culture is the glue that holds it all together and makes it work. The culture is commonly focused with strongly held core values as its foundation. If any piece of its foundation falters, the rest will fail. The results for our warriors and ultimately our country? Catastrophic.
How does a nation allow the destruction of its military force, clearly the world’s most powerful, whose cornerstone is that strong and dedicated warrior culture? Social engineering is how. The weapons of choice are anti military liberal ideology and its abject offspring – political correctness. Their method? Through social engineering, destroy the core values.
I enlisted into the Army in 1971. It was not a popular career choice at the time. Our military was still in Vietnam and hamstrung by inept politicians of the Ted Kennedy genre. Soldiers, many of whom were conscripts, were commonly greeted as baby killers by the Jane Fondas and John Kerrys of the day. They were welcomed home from war, one in which their country called them to serve, by the ignorant reprobates of the me generation. Today, we call them the President’s czars.
As the draft was winding down, I was introduced to the new VOLAR Army. VOLAR is short for volunteer Army. Haircuts and other appearance standards were relaxed and basic trainees got to wear civilian clothes on the weekends. The recruiting pitch was not “join the Army.” It was “let the Army join you.” To attract volunteers, the assumption was that the warrior culture needed to be more like the culture outside the gates of the military bases. Or, at least give the appearance that it was.
From my perspective, that was the jumping off point for the slow turn away from the warrior culture and toward a politically correct culture. Fortunately for our country, our Warriors hung on to the culture that is dear to them and necessary for the survival of our nation. They brought our Armed Forces back from the precipice on which it stood after Vietnam. They survived Jimmy Carter and were blessed with the leadership of Ronald Reagan. The concern is can it survive in the current political culture and under our current political leadership.
Political correctness cost lives at Fort Hood, because Army officers feared a discrimination complaint would be filed against them if they challenged a jihadi lunatic in an Army uniform. I do not need an investigation to tell me that is the case. I lived it.
The other day I was trapped in the waiting room at the eye doctor. The first thing I had to endure on the flat panel television hanging from the wall was Ellen. For me, that glorification of homosexuality is like water boarding. Or maybe worse. Oprah followed Ellen. Oprah’s guest? Ellen’s wife. Trying to sell her book about anorexia and bulimia. With tears running down her face she read excerpts about puking up Nachos followed by accounts of how hard it was hiding her homosexuality. Good thing DADT was repealed.
Hang on to the warrior culture Americans. With all of your might.