Years ago a buddy of mine said that political correctness was going to kill the military. I plan on seeing him when he flies in from Germany next month, and when he does I will buy him a beer and tell him he was right. And when I go down to Ft. Benning to visit him I will buy him another round just for good measure.
Behold the bizarre in all its glory:
The Pentagon is lifting its ban on women serving in combat and will begin allowing female service members to hold any jobs for which they qualify, including special operations, over the next few years, according to a memo from the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff to the secretary of defense.
“The time has come to rescind the direct combat exclusion rule for women and to eliminate all unnecessary gender-based barriers to service,” ArmyGen. Martin E. Dempsey says in the memo, dated Jan. 9. The Washington Times obtained a copy of the memo.
“The Joint Chiefs of Staff unanimously join me in proposing that we move forward with the full intent to integrate women into occupational fields to the maximum extent possible,” Gen. Dempsey wrote. “To implement these initiatives successfully and without sacrificing our war-fighting capability or the trust of the American people, we need time to get it right.” …
Anyone who has had to carry a SINCGAR (i.e., a heavy-ass radio) on his back during a 25 mile road march, or the M249 SAW — or both simultaneously because the guy in front of him was sucking wind hard core — knows that unless the physical standards are lowered, this is virtually impossible and a horrible idea. Anyone who has had to carry his 250 pound buddy knows that physical standards will have to be lowered to make this happen. Anyone who has had to lug an M60 for any length of time knows that social engineering is going to kill good soldiers. Hence, the time needed to “get it right.” Correction: to get it wrong.
How do you get women to “qualify” for an infantryman’s job? You change the requirements for the gender that generally lacks the combination of upper body strength and stamina to hold the job in the first place. You can’t fool biology, but that never stopped masterminds from playing their little sociological experiments before, has it?
Remember when the Marines opened the door to female infantrymen? Both applicants dropped out.
The first two women to try to join the elite combat ranks of the U.S. Marines have dropped out of infantry training, the Marine Corps Times reports.
A second lieutenant was dropped Friday because of unspecified medical reasons, a Marine official told the paper, published by Gannett, USA TODAY’s parent. It was not clear whether she was hurt or became ill. She had already conquered the punishing endurance test. …
The other officer dropped out Sept. 28 after not completing the introductory endurance test of the 13-week course at Quantico, Va. Nearly 30 men also washed out on the first day. The class started with 109 students, 25 percent of whom will not finish.
Let us pretend that a woman is able to meet all the physical demands placed upon your “average” Special Forces soldier (as if such a thing existed in the first place). If she was placed on a team, then a sexual element would automatically be added to the mix that has no business being there. Anything that distracts from mission readiness puts lives in danger, and this plan would do precisely that. I’d tell a story about female MPs and infantrymen on tower guard years ago to prove my point, but this blog is not rated R.
Long story short: Having a porn magazine and a “happy sock” won’t get a guy killed. Dating — or “just” hooking up — with a team or squad leader will. There have never been love-triangle altercations between two angry dudes and a “happy sock.” The same can’t be said for men and women in close quarters.
It’s really hard to explain to a civilian just how different military culture is from everyday life, and then just how different the sub-culture of infantry guys is. How do you explain “the gauntlet” to a civilian without inadvertently prompting a CBS special on hazing? How can I explain how having my clavicle fractured by a giant bastard of Viking decent happened in part because he was evil, and in part because he really loved the heck out of me? How do I explain the classic wrestling/beat down matches between platoons, where dozens of men wailed on each other, body slammed each other, punched and kicked and bruised each other … before going out for a night of partying? How do I explain that all of it added to unit cohesion and if — and that’s a big if — you were able to keep all the standards the same and plugged a random woman or two into the mix that it would change everything?
Women Air Force pilots? Great. Women Company Commanders? Awesome. Women serving their country in general? Fantastic! We need more patriots. Women … grunts? When M60s fly.
Editor’s Note: I will be reviewing “Damn Few: Making the Modern SEAL Warrior,” by Rorke Denver within the next few weeks. I will have it posted on its release day at the latest. If you disagree with me on this issue you might want to hold off until you read the review…