Each day, as you read the headlines in your local newspaper, or listen to what passes for ‘news’ on your radio or television … and, during these perilous times when, more than ever before in human history, decent freedom-loving people are facing the most evil, ruthless, conscienceless enemy that has ever walked this planet … contemplate what the major news outlets deem ‘newsworthy’.
I was in Washington DC recently, for the first time in several years, and was stunned by the ‘new climate’ I sensed there. The people who are there every day seem to exhibit a kind of quiet resignation that affects their quality of life, but around which they work … oblivious … as if things had never been otherwise. Refusing to acknowledge that our nation's capital is just a hollow shell of its former self. Some conversations I had with locals affirmed that they are intent on going about their daily lives in the belief that it's just a matter of time before they are once again in the terrorists’ cross-hairs. A young fellow I ran into at the new World War II memorial expressed this philosophy best: ‘We need to get used to living as though we are in the jungles of Vietnam. To do otherwise would amount to painting a target on our chests and saying 'come and get me.' I don't know that I agree with him, but I understand his perspective.
I, too, have felt recently as if we are experiencing 'the calm before the storm,’ and have been trying, without much success, to ignore that feeling.
'Everyday normalcy' is a method for maintaining order -- for retaining a sense of emotional continuity. Simple 'normalcy' has a solidity and a security about it. It provides a practical, hopefully moral, foundation upon which people depend in order to live their lives with some semblance of peace of mind. 'Normalcy' is a kind of continuously flowing parchment on which both everyday events, and history, are inscribed. With the dramatic increase in terrorist activity – and the ever-present threat of more to come -- the depended-upon characteristics of everyday life have become windswept, undermining our ability to feel content and at ease. Non-stop violent images of brutality and destruction from around the world have undermined our ability to provide that sense of continuity. We don’t really comprehend who the social and political actors today really are, from day to day. We are getting a good idea about what values they represent, and what they are fighting for (or against), but somehow that doesn’t remove the sense that we always seem to be waiting for the other shoe to drop.
They have invaded our living rooms and our psyches. They have provoked deep moral questioning at every level of social life. They have affected the way we perceive time and space, how we walk down the street, who we trust, who we respect, how we look at other people in general, how we view and make sense of our own lives. And they make us think about pain … and death.
Yet contemplate, for a moment, what the major news outlets deem ‘newsworthy’, and worthy of constant, drumbeat repetition, day in and day out.
Sexually suggestive e-mails sent to congressional pages by a sitting congressman.
The fact that New Jersey will grant homosexual unions ‘rights’.
The latest antics of Anna Nicole Smith.
… and countless other ‘newsworthy’ stories that will be rendered eternally meaningless once our attention is forced, of necessity, to realistically (as opposed to embracing contorted media-fed propaganda) focus on those historically unprecedented forces that seek to destroy freedom throughout the world, and the lives of those who will fight to defend it.
I ask you: Which of the three ‘headline stories’ above, and the countless others that find their way into the mainstream media’s propaganda/bread-and-circuses agenda, deserves more attention than the one below?
And then I ask you: Why have the three ‘headline stories’ above, and countless others, been relegated infinitely more news-room than the one below (which has found itself virtually ignored)?
The answers to both questions are every bit as disturbing as any threat we will face from any enemy outside of our borders, because those whose charge it is to 'inform' us stopped doing so decades ago. Instead, their focus has shifted to implementing successful diversionary propaganda techniques.
A Navy SEAL gave his life to save his comrades by throwing himself on top of a grenade that Iraqi insurgents had tossed into their sniper hideout, fellow members of the elite force said.
Petty Officer 2nd Class Michael A. Monsoor of Garden Grove [CA] had been near the only door to the rooftop structure Sept. 29 when the grenade hit him in the chest and bounced to the floor, said four SEALs who spoke to The Associated Press this week on condition of anonymity because their work requires their identities to remain secret.
‘He never took his eye off the grenade. His only movement was down toward it,’ said a 28-year-old lieutenant who suffered shrapnel wounds to both legs that day. ‘He undoubtedly saved mine and the other SEALs' lives, and we owe him.’
Monsoor, a 25-year-old gunner, was killed in the explosion in Ramadi, west of Baghdad. He was the second SEAL to die in Iraq since the war began.
Two SEALs next to Monsoor were injured, and one who was 10 to 15 feet from the blast was not hurt. The four had been working with Iraqi soldiers providing sniper security while U.S. and Iraqi forces conducted missions in the area.
Monsoor's heroism did not surprise those who knew him, said Patrick Barnes, one of his best friends in Orange County.
‘That's just the kind of guy he was,’ Barnes said. ‘That's how far he would go to protect the lives of his friends and teammates.’
At one level, Barnes said, he wished Monsoor hadn't done it.
‘It's just a selfish thought. I want my friend back,’ he said. ‘But the thought that he did this to save the lives of others gives me comfort.’
Barnes said the reaction of Monsoor's fellow SEALs at the funeral service Thursday in San Diego was touching.
‘The men Mike had saved were married and had families,’ Barnes said. ‘(Monsoor) had no doubts about what he had to do although it cost him his life.’
In an interview at the SEALs' West Coast headquarters in Coronado, four members of the special force remembered ‘Mikey’ as a loyal friend and a quiet, dedicated professional.
Other SEALS described the Garden Grove native as a modest and humble man who drew strength from his family and his faith. His father and brother are former Marines, a 31-year-old petty officer second class said.
Monsoor had demonstrated courage under fire in another incident as well. He has been posthumously awarded the Silver Star for his actions May 9 in Ramadi, when he and another SEAL pulled a team member shot in the leg to safety while bullets pinged off the ground around them.
Monsoor's funeral Thursday was at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery in San Diego. He has been submitted for an award for his actions the day he died.
Monsoor's fellow SEALs will remember his heroism as long as they live, said Cmdr. Greg Geisen, spokesman for the Naval Special Warfare Command.
‘His self-sacrifice goes to show the strength of his character and commitment to his mission and teammates,’ he said. ‘He will be missed.’
Monsoor took great pride in being a SEAL – an honor he had to struggle to achieve, his friends said. He was crushed when he failed the training the first time, but he passed in his second attempt, they said.
The next time you hear the mention of Abu Ghraib, or Haditha, or the manufactured abuses at Guantanamo, ask yourself why the name of Michael Monsoor, and countless other duty-bound genuine American heros, are not afforded equal media time. And then don’t be afraid to allow your disdain for the leftist, anti-American mainstream media to compel you to speak out about the injustice of it all.
Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you: Jesus Christ and the American military. One died for your soul; the other for your freedom. Don’t allow the powerful forces that seek to divert our attention from either of those facts succeed in doing so.