Flag On The Play...

h/t Cold Fury

Let's take a look again at the instant replay:

“America’s armed forces are the finest that have ever existed. The young Americans who populate it, regardless of their individual reasons for taking the oath, are the very best of us.”

Look, I'd like to be able to agree with Fran on that, truly I would. But tragically, it just ain't so. And like mutual fund prospectus warnings, "past performance is no guarantee of future returns". You could not measure my sadness and disgust at what I'm about to say even using the seismographs at the Nevada Nuclear Testing Facility.

It's pure codswallop, born of ignorance. They're hordes of freaks and geeks, socially promoted like the retards in Common Core to grease the retirement skids of a pack of careerist Courtney Massengales not fit nor capable to pour piss out of their own boots even with the instructions stamped on the heel.

Else we wouldn't have Rangerettes who can't climb a short wall, Navy officers who can't conn a ship without hitting everything afloat,  as they dredge up parts from museum pieces to keep their current aircraft flying, Air Force generals pimping for a white elephant plane that cannot fly, missile officers cheating on their proficiency tests, Marine recruits in combat arms who can't throw a grenade without killing themselves, or "combat leaders" who couldn't pass a ruck march, West Point "leaders" who condone open communism from faculty and students, and promote a pack of Affirmative Action cadets who couldn't pass a PRT or meet basic weight and appearance standards, while flashing Black Power signs in uniform. We wouldn't be doing gender reassignment surgeries instead of physical therapy for combat wounded, we wouldn't be spending more money on gender sensitivity counseling than on marksmanship training, and we wouldn't be wavering the insane and drug-addicted into the military in record numbers, just to appease a pack of blue- and pink-haired SJWs.

The US military is broken.

Hugely so. Nearly hopelessly so.

Nostalgia for a time long past when it was otherwise won't paper over the reality that right now we're as weak as kittens, with a military that's going to have its own ass handed to it on a platter, and body bags filled by the gross, because it's so hamstrung with PC that it cannot accomplish the most fundamental missions assigned to it, eight days out of seven.

It took over a decade of ceaseless effort and dump truck loads of money to fix the hollow military of the post-VN era, when we had the will and resources to try.

Now, we have neither.

It's time to stop lipsticking that pig, come to Jesus, and face that fact.

Until we do, we're just whistling past the graveyard of the inevitable failures and casualties we will suffer, and quite possibly the demise of the entire nation.

This isn't just "the Corps was tougher in my day" American Legion bar bullshitting.
It's a dispassionate assessment of factual realities.

You cannot fix a problem until you acknowledge that you have one.

We reached peak military in 1991.
Everything since then has been diminishing returns, turning into full rout.

And if we don't drastically and fundamentally alter where it's headed, that's going to be the de facto state of the American military, until such time as it, and we, cease to exist.

Sooner, rather than later.

Because Nature abhors a vacuum.