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Greetings! You are reading an article from The Mudville Gazette. To reach the front page, with all the latest news and views, click the logo above or "main" below. Thanks for stopping by! October 5, 2004 Gordon CooperBy GreyhawkIn the world I grew up in, astronauts were heroes. Sure, they still are, but back then there were so few, that you knew them by name (though I never knew Col Cooper's first name was Leroy 'til today). And they all came from the military ranks – where else would you find such men? Air Force Colonel Gordon Cooper was one of the Original Seven – he never landed on the moon but he helped make it possible. He was an American hero, and he died this week at age 77, and I checked the date on my watch and saw there it was 2004 now. Damn. It may be a while before we return to the moon – the program had a large share of detractors, and their main complaint was that there were problems to be solved on earth first. Such thinking will ensure we never return to the moon, but indeed there were and are such problems that demand our immediate attention. Consider this: As America planted its flag on the moon, a medieval death cult was gaining a stronger foothold on parts of earth. Likely the very moment moon rocks were brought to earth someone was being stoned to death for the crime of being raped. And almost coincident with the last manned mission to the moon we saw our first act of global terrorism at the Olympics in Munich – coincidental, to be sure. I referenced President Kennedy's challenge to America to reach the moon in my post about leaving home for Iraq. That speech represents an inspiration that we seem to lack in America today, not from our presidents, but from within, individually. Today’s challenge is before us; crisis equals challenge equals opportunity. Some men in their day were able to go to the moon. Facing down that death cult has twice the opposition and none of the same glamour, but we don’t choose the times we’re born into, Frodo. But have we lost something more along the way? Col Cooper's NASA biography lists the Boy Scouts of America among his organizational ties. In certain circles they're now one of the most despised organizations in the country - representatives of the group were booed off the stage at the 2000 Democratic National Convention. The Colonel's bio also lists the following hobbies: Treasure hunting, archeology, racing, flying, skiing, boating, hunting, fishing. Back in the day that sort of information inspired young boys to become treasure hunters, archaeologists, etc. What do America's heroes of 2004 inspire kids to be? Here's a possibility: Kobe Bryant says Shaq paid off women to keep them from talking. Colonel Gordon Cooper. Rest in peace. Posted by Greyhawk / October 5, 2004 2:28 PM | Permalink 5 Comments |
November 26, 2010America@war [Greyhawk]
I think anyone who's ever pondered the "comment" option - once only available on blogs and bulletin boards, now ubiquitous on almost any web site - will appreciate this:
The so-called faculty of writing is not so much a faculty of writing as it is a faculty of thinking. When a man says, "I have an idea but I can't express it"; that man hasn't an idea but merely a vague feeling. If a man has a feeling of that kind, and will sit down for a half an hour and persistently try to put into writing what he feels, the probabilities are at least 90 percent that he will either be able to record it, or else realize that he has no idea at all. In either case, he will do himself a benefit. That's wisdom from the past, captured for posterity at the US Naval Institute, shared via the web on the institute's 137th anniversary. From their about page:
"The Naval Institute has three core activities," among them, History and Preservation: The Naval Institute also has recently introduced Americans at War, a living history of Americans at war in their own words and from their own experiences. These 90-second vignettes convey powerful stories of inspiration, pride, and patriotism. Take a look at the collection, and you'll see it's not limited to accounts from those who served on ships at sea, members of the other branches are well-represented. I'm fortunate to have met USNI's Mary Ripley, she's responsible for the institute's oral history program (and she's the daughter of the late John Ripley, whose story is told here). She also deserves much credit for their blog. ("We're not the Navy nor any government agency. Blog and comment freely.") We met at a milblog conference - Mary knew (and I would come to realize) that milbloggers are the 21st-century version of exactly what the US Naval Institute is all about. Once that light bulb came on in my head, I mentioned a vague idea for a project to her - milblogs as the 21st century oral history that they are. "Put that in writing," she said (of course - see first paragraph above!) - and here's part of the result. Shortly after the first tent was pitched by the American military in Iraq a wire was connected to a computer therein, and the internet was available to a generation of Americans at war - many of whom had grown up online. From that point on, at any given moment, somewhere in Iraq a Soldier, Sailor, Airman or Marine was at a keyboard sharing the events of his or her day with the folks back home. While most would simply fire off an email, others took advantage of the (then) relatively new online blogging platforms to post their thoughts and experiences for the entire world to see. The milblog was born - and from that moment to this stories detailing everything from the most mundane aspects of camp life to intense combat action (often described within hours of the event) have been available on the web... And et cetera - but since you're reading this on a milblog, you probably knew that. And you know that milblogs aren't just blogs written by troops at war, that many friends, family members, and supporters likewise documented their story of America at war online in near-real time, as those stories developed. The diversity in membership of that group is broad, the one thing we all have in common is the impulse to make sense of the seemingly senseless, and communicate the tale - for each of us that impulse was strong enough to overcome whatever barriers prevent the vast majority of people from doing the same. Everyone at some point has some vague idea they believe should be shared - we were the people who, from some combination of internal and external urging, found and spent those many half hours persistently trying to write it down. But where will all that be in another 137 years? Or five or ten, for that matter. That's something I've asked myself since at least 2004 - when I wrote this:
Membership in the ghost battalion has grown in the years since, and an ever growing majority of those abandoned-but-still-standing sites are vanishing. Have you checked out Lt Smash's site lately? How about Sgt Hook's? If you're a long-time milblog reader you know the first widely-read milblog from Operation Iraq Freedom and the first widely-read milblog from Afghanistan are both gone from the web. If you're a relative newcomer to this world you may never even have heard of them - or the dozens upon dozens of others who carried forth the standard they set down. If you have a vague notion that something should be done about that, (a notion I've heard expressed more than once...) then you and I and the good folks at the US Naval Institute are in agreement. Preserving the history documented by the milbloggers is just one of the goals of the milblog project, the once-vague idea that we're now making real. And it's a big idea, if I say so myself - too big to explain in one simple blog post, so stand by for more. Likewise, it's too big a task to be accomplished by just one person. So if you're a milblogger (and exactly what is a milblogger? is a topic for much further discussion on its own) I'm asking for your help. All I'll really need is just a little bit (maybe just one or two of those half hours...) of your time, and your willingness to tell the tale. We've already made history, it's time to save it. (More to follow...) Posted 4:02 PM | Permalink |
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We still have heroes today. I brought the story of Capt Brian Chontosh to the attention of my two teenage sons, and they know the difference between a sports figure hero, and a no kidding old fashioned combat Hero.
It's up to parents to provide that education, however. If the youth of today have no worthy heroes, it's because the adults of today have failed to give the necessary attention and respect required to those honored few who really deserve the title.
And for those of your readers who don't know who Brian Chontosh is, it's time to hit Google, and get educated.
Dear Greyhawk,
What do America's heroes of 2004 inspire kids to be? How about soldiers? Firefighters? Architects, even. :-)
My son is now 14 and one of his major reactions, in the pain, anger, and shock of Sept 11th was to say "I want to rebuild those towers." Even at 11, he understood the symbolism of that day... and felt deep down that the World Trade Center *must* be rebuilt.. only taller and more beautiful.
Of course, the country is not waiting for the 11 year olds to grow up before rebuilding, but my son is watching and learning... reading military blogs, and blogs from Iraqis... he's even started his own blog. And he is waiting for his opportunity to offer the world something great. As he put it 3 years ago "I want to do something *big*."
God, I love him. You Greyhawk, and others like you are the new American heroes. Just so you know.
Loving prayers to all of you guys.
And thanks to Mrs. Greyhawk.
Cathy :-)
"What do America's heroes of 2004 inspire kids to be?"
I guess the answer is as complex and as simple as what example we hold up before them to be good and true.
While we do not have as many "individual" hero's as we did in the past, we now have departments and branches full of them. They may not be individuals whom you point at by name and say "Look, there's Gen. Yeager" or "It's Col Cooper" but they are heroes none the less, maybe even MORE so because they do not seek out individual attention for themselves. These days it's look "There goes the firemen" or "Mom!!! The Soldiers are on TV".
I can say without fail, the hero's of today, the fine examples of what I hope my son will grow to represent and be one day are the men I work with in the fire service, and the men I served with in the Army.
I often wonder if you have an inkling of the lives you touch daily with your blog, or the young lives you influence by sharing parts of yourself through your writing.
My son is 10, soon to be 11, and in his own small way, he's beginning to live up to the examples that have been set before him. A friend of ours currently stationed at War Horse emailed asking for toys for the kids outside the wire. Ty's a claw machine shark and quickly jumped on to the campaign and since 8/22 has pulled 234 stuffed animals out of the claw machine and shipped them to our friend at War Horse. Often when we're packing up boxes, he'll comment that he likes a particular animal and I always ask him if he wants to keep one for himself since he won them. With out fail he answers each time, "No, Sgt. Mr. Kevin needs them more than I do, and this is how I can help them out over there."
So, I guess the long and short of it would be, "What do America's heroes of 2004 inspire kids to be?"...they are inspiring them to become you Hawk.
And I'm more grateful than I can express that he has REAL LIFE hero's he can strive to emulate.
Blue skies,
Angel
good post.
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It would be nice to bring back the ethos of the Right Stuff generation. Part of the answer is 2 years of national service.
The issue of the Boy Scouts is more complicated. I am a member of Alpha Phi Omega, an organization that follows the Boy Scout ethos, but the Boy Scouts have to articulate a better position on homosexuality in order to return to their uncontroversial status.