Does your boy play ‘soldier’? Here’s why most boys in America don’t. You can also read about it in Doug Giles’ book, Raising Boys Feminists Will Hate. Check it out…
By D.W. Wilber
In Obamaland soldiers are celebrated. However, it’s okay for boys do imitate Justin Bieber, Adam Lambert, Shakira, Snoop Dogg and/or some pro-sports thug. But soldiers? Eh … not so much. That’s not ‘proper’ in our overt day of pussification. Our boys can cross dress, be gender neutral, take more selfies than KimK and whine like a baby but they can’t imitate soldiers because our sassy society says that’s twisted. Check this out.
Whatever happened to war heroes ? As a small boy I remember watching over and over with rapt attention the movie ‘To Hell and Back’, the story of Audie Murphy, America’s most decorated hero of World War II. Feeding the imagination of a small boy with visions of heroic deeds and medals on my chest, countless times I went on to storm the beaches of Normandy in my own back yard. In my childish mind I fought through the jungles of Burma with Merrill’s Marauders and defeated the Japanese. Whether it was flying alongside Pappy Boyington’s Black Sheep in the Pacific, or in the jungles of Guadalcanal with Medal of Honor winner John Basilone by my side, I helped defeat America’s enemies countless times as a boy growing up.
When I was young I remember hearing the stories of American war heroes being told to me by my father and uncles. To me people like Audie Murphy, John Basilone, and Pappy Boyington were people I wanted to emulate. Someone to grow up and be like. That they might have faults or shortcomings as human beings was a concept far beyond the thought processes of a small boy. What mattered to me was that they fought, and sometimes died heroically on the field of battle. Fighting on the side of good against evil. That still matters to me much more than any personal failings they might have had.
When birthdays and Christmas came along I frantically tore open the wrapped packages rejoicing over the bag full of plastic soldiers, toy tanks, and jeeps contained within. Beneath the bed in my room I kept all my military equipment. My small plastic helmet was neatly stowed within easy reach. The toy Tommy Gun cleaned, well oiled, and ready for action. And water balloon hand grenades by the dozen. All the gear that a young boy needed to wage battle against our foes.
I like to think that I grew up to be a normal, well adjusted adult, suffering not from PTSD as a result of the wars and battles of my youth. Playing ‘Soldier’ didn’t really seem to have any adverse effect on me at all. Unfortunately the heroes of my youth haven’t fared as well over the years.
It seems that war heroes just don’t have a place in our society anymore. Serving your country, and in some cases making the ultimate sacrifice just isn’t in vogue. It doesn’t fit into the politically correct world in which we live. Hollywood chooses to portray soldiers nowadays as psychopaths and maniacal killers reminiscent of the invading Mongol hordes of old. The movie industry seeks out and magnifies the negative when dealing with historic military figures. Focusing on their failings and dark side, Hollywood releases films that make little money, but certainly project the social and political agenda that is more important to them.
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