(From the book, On Combat, by Lt. Col. Dave Grossman)
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"Honor never grows old, and
honor rejoices the heart of age. It does so because honor is, finally, about
defending those noble and worthy things that deserve defending, even if it
comes at a high cost. In our time, that may mean social disapproval, public
scorn, hardship, persecution, or as always, even death itself.
The question remains: What is worth defending? What is worth dying for? What
is worth living for?"
- William J. Bennett
In a lecture to the United States Naval Academy
November 24, 1997
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One Vietnam veteran, an old retired colonel, once said this
to me: “Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle,
productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident.” This is true.
Remember, the murder rate is six per 100,000 per year, and the aggravated
assault rate is four per 1,000 per year. What this means is that the vast
majority of Americans are not inclined to hurt one another.
Some estimates say that two million Americans are victims of violent crimes
every year, a tragic, staggering number, perhaps an all-time record rate of
violent crime. But there are almost 300 million Americans, which means that the
odds of being a victim of violent crime is considerably less than one in a
hundred on any given year. Furthermore, since many violent crimes are committed
by repeat offenders, the actual number of violent citizens is considerably less
than two million.
Thus there is a paradox, and we must grasp both ends of the situation: We may
well be in the most violent times in history, but violence is still remarkably
rare. This is because most citizens are kind, decent people who are not capable
of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme provocation. They
are sheep.
I mean nothing negative by calling them sheep. To me it is like the pretty,
blue robin’s egg. Inside it is soft and gooey but someday it will grow into
something wonderful. But the egg cannot survive without its hard blue shell.
Police officers, soldiers and other warriors are like that shell, and someday
the civilization they protect will grow into something wonderful. For now,
though, they need warriors to protect them from the predators.
“Then there are the wolves,” the old war veteran said, “and the wolves feed on
the sheep without mercy.” Do you believe there are wolves out there who will
feed on the flock without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in
this world and they are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or
pretend it is not so, you become a sheep. There is no safety in denial.
“Then there are sheepdogs,” he went on, “and I’m a sheepdog. I live to protect
the flock and confront the wolf.” Or, as a sign in one California law enforcement
agency put it, “We intimidate those who intimidate others.”
If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen:
a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow
citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath--a wolf. But what if
you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens?
Then you are a sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the hero’s path.
Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human
phobia, and walk out unscathed.
The gift of aggression
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"What goes on around you...
compares little with what goes on inside you."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Everyone has been given a gift in life. Some people have a
gift for science and some have a flair for art. And warriors have been given
the gift of aggression. They would no more misuse this gift than a doctor would
misuse his healing arts, but they yearn for the opportunity to use their gift
to help others. These people, the ones who have been blessed with the gift of
aggression and a love for others, are our sheepdogs. These are our warriors.
One career police officer wrote to me about this after attending one of my
Bulletproof Mind training sessions:
"I want to say thank you for finally shedding some light on why it is
that I can do what I do. I always knew why I did it. I love my [citizens], even
the bad ones, and had a talent that I could return to my community. I just
couldn’t put my finger on why I could wade through the chaos, the gore, the
sadness, if given a chance try to make it all better, and walk right out the
other side."
Let me expand on this old soldier’s excellent model of the sheep, wolves,
and sheepdogs. We know that the sheep live in denial; that is what makes them
sheep. They do not want to believe that there is evil in the world. They can
accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want fire
extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout their
kids’ schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of putting an armed
police officer in their kid’s school. Our children are dozens of times more
likely to be killed, and thousands of times more likely to be seriously
injured, by school violence than by school fires, but the sheep’s only response
to the possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or
harm their children is just too hard, so they choose the path of denial.
The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He
has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference, though, is that the
sheepdog must not, cannot and will not ever harm the sheep. Any sheepdog who
intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished and removed. The
world cannot work any other way, at least not in a representative democracy or
a republic such as ours.
Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there
are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn’t tell them where to go,
or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in our airports in
camouflage fatigues holding an M-16. The sheep would much rather have the
sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, “Baa.”
Until the wolf shows up. Then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind
one lonely sheepdog. As Kipling said in his poem about “Tommy” the British
soldier:
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While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy
that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind,"
But it's "Please to walk in front, sir," when there's trouble in
the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's "Please to walk in front, sir," when there's trouble in the
wind.
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The students, the victims, at Columbine High School were big, tough high school
students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not have had the time of
day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just had nothing to say
to a cop. When the school was under attack, however, and SWAT teams were
clearing the rooms and hallways, the officers had to physically peel those
clinging, sobbing kids off of them. This is how the little lambs feel about
their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door. Look at what happened after
September 11, 2001, when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how
America, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement
officers and military personnel? Remember how many times you heard the word
hero?
Understand that there is nothing morally superior about being a sheepdog; it is
just what you choose to be. Also understand that a sheepdog is a funny critter:
He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter, checking the breeze, barking
at things that go bump in the night, and yearning for a righteous battle. That
is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous battle. The old sheepdogs are a
little older and wiser, but they move to the sound of the guns when needed
right along with the young ones.
Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the
wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on
September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said,
“Thank God I wasn’t on one of those planes.” The sheepdogs, the warriors, said,
“Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made
a difference.” When you are truly transformed into a warrior and have truly
invested yourself into warriorhood, you want to be there. You want to be able
to make a difference.
While there is nothing morally superior about the sheepdog, the warrior, he does
have one real advantage. Only one. He is able to survive and thrive in an
environment that destroys 98 percent of the population.
There was research conducted a few years ago with individuals convicted of
violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious, predatory acts of
violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement officers. The vast
majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body language: slumped
walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their victims like big
cats do in Africa, when they select one out of the herd that is least able to
protect itself.
However, when there were cues given by potential victims that indicated they
would not go easily, the cons said that they would walk away. If the cons sensed
that the target was a "counter-predator," that is, a sheepdog, they
would leave him alone unless there was no other choice but to engage.
One police officer told me that he rode a commuter train to work each day. One
day, as was his usual, he was standing in the crowded car, dressed in blue
jeans, T-shirt and jacket, holding onto a pole and reading a paperback. At one
of the stops, two street toughs boarded, shouting and cursing and doing every
obnoxious thing possible to intimidate the other riders. The officer continued
to read his book, though he kept a watchful eye on the two punks as they
strolled along the aisle making comments to female passengers, and banging
shoulders with men as they passed.
As they approached the officer, he lowered his novel and made eye contact with
them. “You got a problem, man?” one of the IQ-challenged punks asked. “You
think you’re tough, or somethin’?” the other asked, obviously offended that
this one was not shirking away from them.
“As a matter of fact, I am tough,” the officer said, calmly and with a steady
gaze.
The two looked at him for a long moment, and then without saying a word, turned
and moved back down the aisle to continue their taunting of the other
passengers, the sheep.
Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might be genetically primed
to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people can choose which one
they want to be, and I’m proud to say that more and more Americans are choosing
to become sheepdogs.
Seven months after the attack on September 11, 2001, Todd Beamer was honored in
his hometown of Cranbury, New Jersey. Todd, as you recall, was the man on
Flight 93 over Pennsylvania who called on his cell phone to alert an operator
from United Airlines about the hijacking. When he learned of the other three
passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd dropped his phone and
uttered the words, “Let’s roll,” which authorities believe was a signal to the
other passengers to confront the terrorist hijackers. In one hour, a transformation
occurred among the passengers--athletes, business people and parents--from
sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately saving an
unknown number of lives on the ground.
“Do you have any idea how hard it would be to live with yourself after
that?”
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"There is no safety for
honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men."
- Edmund Burke
Reflections on the Revolution in France
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Here is the point I like to emphasize, especially to the
thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the
sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep. Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are
wolves. They didn’t have a choice. But you are not a critter. As a human being,
you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision.
If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and that is okay, but you
must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes, you and your loved ones
are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to protect you. If you want
to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are going to hunt you down and
you will never have rest, safety, trust or love. But if you want to be a
sheepdog and walk the warrior’s path, then you must make a conscious and moral
decision every day to dedicate, equip and prepare yourself to thrive in that
toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the door.
For example, many officers carry their weapons in church. They are well
concealed in ankle holsters, shoulder holsters or inside-the-belt holsters
tucked into the small of their backs. Anytime you go to some form of religious
service, there is a very good chance that a police officer in your congregation
is carrying. You will never know if there is such an individual in your place
of worship, until the wolf appears to slaughter you and your loved ones.
I was training a group of police officers in Texas, and during the break, one
officer asked his friend if he carried his weapon in church. The other cop
replied, “I will never be caught without my gun in church.” I asked why he felt
so strongly about this, and he told me about a police officer he knew who was
at a church massacre in Ft. Worth, Texas, in 1999. In that incident, a mentally
deranged individual came into the church and opened fire, gunning down 14
people. He said that officer believed he could have saved every life that day
if he had been carrying his gun. His own son was shot, and all he could do was
throw himself on the boy’s body and wait to die. That cop looked me in the eye
and said, “Do you have any idea how hard it would be to live with yourself
after that?”
Some individuals would be horrified if they knew this police officer was
carrying a weapon in church. They might call him paranoid and would probably
scorn him. Yet these same individuals would be enraged and would call for
“heads to roll” if they found out that the airbags in their cars were
defective, or that the fire extinguisher and fire sprinklers in their kids’
school did not work. They can accept the fact that fires and traffic accidents
can happen and that there must be safeguards against them. Their only response
to the wolf, though, is denial, and all too often their response to the
sheepdog is scorn and disdain. But the sheepdog quietly asks himself, “Do you
have any idea how hard it would be to live with yourself if your loved ones
were attacked and killed, and you had to stand there helplessly because you
were unprepared for that day?”
The warrior must cleanse denial from his thinking. Coach Bob Lindsey, a renowned
law enforcement trainer, says that warriors must practice “when/then” thinking,
not “if/when.” Instead of saying,“If it happens then I will take action,” the
warrior says, “When it happens then I will be ready.”
It is denial that turns people into sheep. Sheep are psychologically destroyed
by combat because their only defense is denial, which is counterproductive and
destructive, resulting in fear, helplessness and horror when the wolf shows up.
Denial kills you twice. It kills you once, at your moment of truth when you are
not physically prepared: You didn’t bring your gun; you didn’t train. Your only
defense was wishful thinking. Hope is not a strategy. Denial kills you a second
time because even if you do physically survive, you are psychologically shattered
by fear, helplessness, horror and shame at your moment of truth.
Chuck Yeager, the famous test pilot and first man to fly faster than the speed
of sound, says that he knew he could die. There was no denial for him. He did
not allow himself the luxury of denial. This acceptance of reality can cause
fear, but it is a healthy, controlled fear that will keep you alive:
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"I was always afraid of
dying. Always. It was my fear that made me learn everything I could about my
airplane and my emergency equipment, and kept me flying respectful of my
machine and always alert in the cockpit."
- Brigadier General Chuck Yeager
Yeager, An Autobiography
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Gavin de Becker puts it like this in Fear Less, his superb
post-9/11 book, which should be required reading for anyone trying to come to
terms with our current world situation:
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"..denial can be seductive,
but it has an insidious side effect. For all the peace of mind deniers think
they get by saying it isn’t so, the fall they take when faced with new
violence is all the more unsettling. Denial is a save-now-pay-later scheme, a
contract written entirely in small print, for in the long run, the denying
person knows the truth on some level."
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And so the warrior must strive to confront denial in all
aspects of his life, and prepare himself for the day when evil comes.
If you are a warrior who is legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step
outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that the bad
man will not come today. No one can be “on” 24/7 for a lifetime. Everyone needs
down time. But if you are authorized to carry a weapon, and you walk outside
without it, just take a deep breath, and say this to yourself... “Baa.”
This business of being a sheep or a sheepdog is not a yes-no dichotomy. It is not
an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter of degrees, a continuum. On
one end is an abject, head-in-the-grass sheep and on the other end is the
ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or the other. Most of
us live somewhere in between. Since 9-11 almost everyone in America took a step
up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few steps toward
accepting and appreciating their warriors, and the warriors started taking
their job more seriously. The degree to which you move up that continuum, away
from sheephood and denial, is the degree to which you and your loved ones will
survive, physically and psychologically at your moment of truth.
