Wolves

Sheep, Wolves, and Sheepdogs
By LTC (RET) Dave Grossman, RANGER, Ph.D., author of "On Killing."

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."

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?


What do you have then?

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.


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 thousands of times more likely to
be killed or seriously injured by school violence than fire, but the sheep's
only response to the possibility of violence is denial.

The idea of someone coming to kill or harm their child is just too hard, and so they chose 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, can not and will not ever harm the sheep.

Any sheep dog 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.

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 warrior hood, you want to be there. You want to be able to make a difference.

There is nothing morally superior about the sheepdog, the warrior, but he
does have one real advantage. Only one. And that is that 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 crimes 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.

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.

There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of
evil men. -- Edmund Burke


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 massacre 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 cop 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 fourteen 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?"


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 your fear helplessness and horror at
your moment of truth.


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: "...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.

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 sheep dog 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-sand-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.

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War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and
degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is
worth war is worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to
fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a
miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made so and kept
so by the exertions of men better than himself. -- John Stuart Mill


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theSam!! says,
I've seen this writing all over the Internet.
I like it and have been wanting to cut-n-paste it for sometime now.
I've read this book "On Killing" by LTC (RET)Dave Grossman.
I recommend that Everyone read it.

Although theSam!! was born into a race of Warriors, he was one of those cute little lambs for the first part of his life. And life was good without worry and fear. There was no personal responsibility for safety of self or family.

Then one day theWolf came knocking on the door and theSam!! cast off his little white coat of wool and defended his family, defended his home from a Predator.
Thus began an Eternal path of service.

The Mantle of Authority and Responsibility that is now worn is heavy and it seems that everyone reaches out to grab on, to Touch. Believe me when I say this, that it pains me to literally peel and pull theSheep off me in emergencies. More and more people need to take personal responsibility for their lives, for their own personal safety and to NOT do stupid things that put them in harms way in the first place.

theSam!! would have things no other way even though some people that reach out, only reach out to strip away the Credibility, theIntegrity and good name of this man.
But theSam!! recognizes that Adversity is a huge part of Life and without it there would be no Growth.

theSam!! has a capacity for violence. It's genetic, it's hard-wired into him and he has received some of the best military & law enforcement training on the planet to help focus that violence inside. And he will continue to seek out such education to prepare him for more Wolves that he will meet in life.

theSam!!does love his Family, he loves his extended Ahtna Native village family too, and he also loves a few close friends and associates as well very deeply.

As for the rest of theVillage, theState, theWorld.
theSam!! lets people decide for themselves if they want to be loved as well, or Not.
People daily decide if they are Loved ones, enemy's to be targeted or if they'll be furniture-just there in the background like hats and coats.

theSam!! is trained & armed, having been so for nearly 16+yrs and will always have a firearm, an impact weapon, a blade at hand or close by. One of these or all three at all times. It must be so, for he knows No Other Way.

theSam!! sees that society's ills have reached across the Globe into every city, town and village. And every family has it's productive members and it's criminal element.

No longer can any of us world citizens sit back and say "that No such problems exist in MY neighborhood, in my community, in my family."

We lose so many of our young people to Alcohol & other Drugs, to excessive living, even to Apathy and defeat and it just breaks theHeart. We must do what we can to safeguard our young, our children from the evils of theWorld until they can stand on their own and choose how they'll live.

theSam!! has made a promise to theVillage once, to always be available should any citizen need him. And at other times in other places, a promise was made to be in good physical shape and theSam!! is working to keep such promises.

Someday soon when society as we know it collapses, when theRevolution Starts! and anarchy reigns. theSam!! will be working alongside other Warriors in theVillage and throughout theValley region and across theState, theSheepdogs, to help protect all that is good and decent about our American way of Life up here in Alaska.

I can think of over 100 good reasons here in my parents village to be prepared and to never give up fighting for what is right.

Speak up, let your voice be heard when things need to be done. When things need to be changed for the benefit of all. You must lead from theFront, never from behind a desk or ensconced safely out of touch from reality.

You must sacrifice and be an example for others to follow.
There are hard times ahead and we must be prepared in all things.

I hope that you people out there can be found doing what is right as well, when theWolves come knocking on your door.

Because they're already HERE.

Samuel L Flyinghorse,
theVillage, Alaska

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