The Ballad of the Green Beret
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I think he has a conflicted view of his time, he did not stay in the service afterwards and to this day I think he both regrets his participation in the war and is proud of it at the same time.
I think war, and by extension the military allows people (mostly young men historically) to push themselves and put themselves in danger, forming some of the most memorable moments of their lives. The problem is this often goes with creating some of the most traumatic moments of their lives, and they are forever stuck with the juxtaposition of those memories.
I've personally felt a longing for the former but not the latter and I wish there were more opportunities to gain those kinds of experiences and the camaraderie without having to do things you are morally opposed to. I've found myself looking into disaster relief work and things like that at times as an alternative but that might not be a realistic option at this point in my life.
I used to hang out frequently with a Viet Nam vet (close-support artillery, not Special Forces, so a different kind of thing of course), and he'd drink heavily and sometimes his war experiences would come out - just anecdotes, nothing horrible. It was just as you describe. I don't think he even really wanted to talk about that stuff, but it left such a strong impression that he was compelled to.
Much easier to enlist in the armed services, if you're reasonably fit.
I recently joined my local Search and Rescue team. The opportunity popped up at just the right time for me and combines many things that I'm interested in while being of service to my community. The application process was fairly rigorous (under 10% acceptance rate) we then went through intensive training in a wide range of skills before being able to respond to calls. The team has a lot of cool toys, trains to high levels to maintain their certifications, has types of access to areas of the county that the public doesn't, is on call 24/7, and directly deals with the life and safety of individuals and the community at large.
Depending on where you live, your local team might be something for you to look in to.
My dad was actually a EMS/Paramedic for 20+ years and I think he feels similar about that to his military service. The long periods of boredom (low population rural area) followed by intense life and death situations mimics deployment/combat experience and if you have psychological issues related to wartime experience it can exacerbate it. At the same time, saving lives and helping people are extremely fond memories but when I was growing up I think the job was harder on him than he remembers these days.
I'll look into it for my area, may I ask if you are doing this professionally or are you part of a volunteer S&R team?
The team I'm on, like most SAR teams, is all volunteer. Except for specialized teams like the one in Yosemite, professional SAR teams are generally under military, Coast Guard, or fire departments.
The big national accreditation organizations are NASAR and MRA.
It's hard not to bond over what might be the most difficult task you accomplish with a group of like minded individuals, but it's also impossible to not grapple with the morality of your situation.
GORUCK events range in duration and distance (4-5 hours / 7-10 miles for Light, 10-12 hours / 15-20 miles for Tough, 24+ hours / 40+ miles for Heavy).
> Based on Special Forces training, your class is led from start to finish by a Special Forces Cadre. His job is to test your limits, push you beyond them, and build your class into a team. There are no cash prizes at the finish. All you earn is a 2x3 inch patch and the respect of everyone to your left and right.
I've done 2 GORUCK events (1 Light, 1 Tough). They rank among the most challenging physical and mental experiences in my life. I enjoy testing my limits as well as the comradery of collective suffering amongst the rest of the team as you work together towards a common objective or goal. It has been a great way to meet new friends; I'm planning my 2018 event calendar now.
There's a million things wrong with the lifestyle. Even if you don't die, you still do in a sociocultural sense. Divorce rates are near 100%. Nearly all of your job is classified or top secret, so you can't discuss it with anybody. Even your psychiatrists have to have top secret clearance just to talk to you. It's nearly impossible to have any commitments (social, financial, educational, etc.), because you can be pulled away at any moment, and you can't even tell people when you expect to return. Bankruptcy is extremely common, and nobody has good credit. It's nearly impossible to leave and do any other occupation successfully.
And yet, even though he left the green berets to become a mostly unsuccessful but still boring CPA, and even though I basically have no relationship with him anymore, I still have this undeniable urge to be a part of it. I read the books, seek out the stories, devour any news of operations, etc. And while my dad paid lip service to how bad it was, he's secretly proud of his two special operations sons and he clings on to their lives, trying to relive his own.
It is really interesting. Military culture, especially elite special forces, breeds an extremely fascinating brand of human. Tough, practical in a basic sense, experience of human condition at a visceral level, extreme stress, indoctrination to violence and causing death, and a required level of training that you can interpret as supreme confidence.
The lessons you can learn from these extremes are imminently applicable to day to day life if you read between the lines. I completely get the desire to want to be a part of a special forces team. The sense of belonging, elite physical conditioning and knowledge that you are actually the best at something without the usual asterisk we all place on ourselves and skills.
There are tons of negatives as you have mentioned. Divorce rates are extremely high as you mentioned. What makes you good at being an elite soldier makes you really bad at being a companion to other humans that aren't also an elite special forces soldier serving along side you.
We ask a lot of these folks, mostly men. Interestingly most special forces men self select and are what I consider "fully developed" (age 25+). They have usually been in the military since they were adults. Young kids just joining the army often lack the life skills to cope with things. I suspect if you could not join the military until you were 25 there would be a lot less PTSD as 25 year olds have time to develop life coping skills in more humane environment. So special forces men (at least for us forces) really WANT to be there and have had time to get out. Regardless of the politics behind it these guys mostly stay in because they believe in their country and their brothers in arms. They often vehemently disagree with the politics of many situations.
No apology here for the jingoism and all the negative things that come with a militaristic culture, but it is fascinating to study these people and the extremes of training and conditioning they endure and what that can ultimately teach you about life. Heavy reading between the lines required, but the hacker crowd often dismisses these guys far too quickly because of all the negatives and militarism surrounding these guys. This culture exists, isn't going anywhere, and can teach a lot.
Anyway, I guess this was all to say, I share your dual fascination/repulsion with this culture. It is just interesting, and as hackers we should always learn about interesting stuff, even if we disagree with it.
The other former UDT vet was my high school writing teacher, a sort of Yoda figure. He covered the clock in his classroom with a picture of the Buddha, so you got a little jolt of patience training every time you snuck a glance at the clock. Whatever small writing talent I have started with him.
Third was a friend's cousin who who'd left the service in his mid-thirties. For a while we were drinking buddies. We road bikes together for a while too, but that didn't last long--he was in such phenomenally better shape than me, despite training half as much, it was a mismatch. We were a mismatch in general--he was a bro's bro and I was like his token hippie friend. But we had fun boozing around for a while, and he was in no way damaged goods.
Speaking of booze, one amazing thing about Sadler was his ability to write so many potboilers while drinking so hard. I don't drink anymore, in large part because my productivity just went to shit when I was drunk all the time. Maybe it's more feasible to write purple prose than code when you're loaded.
The way I treat my family is different because they're my family.
I don't usually enjoy interactions with new people because we differ so greatly in our priorities, focus, and sensitivity to violence.
If you lived on Mars for 10 years you probably wouldn't have much in common with someone who was born and raised on Earth. Some Martian's would fair better than others of course. New friendships might be more a factor of their gregariousness or how much they miss Mars though.
Old rich men will always find a way to fight each other without destroying themselves.
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Soldier-Spy-Tom-Marcus/dp/071818484...
Your comment about bankruptcies and poor credit is not even worth responding to.
The bankruptcy and credit problem may not be as relevant anymore due to technology, but it was absolutely relevant in the time my father was active. The technology we rely on to maintain our finances (automatic payments, mail, pervasive internet and phone communications) didn't exist, and if it did, it wasn't anywhere near the combat outposts where they would be deployed to for several months to train local militias. It is really hard to pay a bill if you can't be sent a bill, call to ask about a balance, send a check via mail, or have your bank take care of it for you.
I do know at least one former Ranger who was pretty successful in a civilian job (logistics at amazon), but I've known far more that couldn't hack anything out of the military (apart from security contractors that is). Maybe my sample is small and not representative, but that's just the way I've seen it. Sorry if I offended you by the generalization, it wasn't my intent at all.
But, there are absolutely dudes no matter how high up who are not smart in how they handle their personal finances. Didn't Matt Bissonette (aka Mark Owens) write a novel about his time in DEVGRU and what took place on the UBL mission because he didn't have any money?
(This also made me realize I have a weird saddle-curve tropism: articles that are clearly on topics I care about I always click on, even though they often turn out to be me-too. Stuff that's mildly interesting looking I rarely click on because who has the time? But stuff that looks like it's clearly not-HN fodder I'll click on. This means I'd probably click on a seeming listicle or something with "Kardashian" in the title)
Watching the Americans today reminds me of how we fought to save Afghanistan from the Russians. Now we’re there in our longest war.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Americans_(2013_TV_serie...
Iraq ... we saved the Iraqi’s from Saddam. Libya from Gaddafi...
Personally, I think the Green Berets should be required watching with an additional history lesson to help us better reflect on our past and future choices.
Maybe someday we’ll stop trying to save the world, and quit repeating past mistakes.
http://loveandradio.org/2016/11/wood-fighting-with-steel/
It's an intimate interview with a Vietnam vet (the green beret). A truly beautiful piece of radio IMHO.
I do read alot, and I guess it says something that I haven't searched for or read any more of the novels.
The exaggerated and romanticized version of the wife of a man like that is expected to support the same goal just as vigorously, through her sacrifices. Sending her son to serve when her husband already died that way would just be a continuation of her patriotic duty.
Note that this is just my interpretation of the song and its commentary on some aspects of military culture, and not my opinion of a reasonable expectation for anyone's actual behavior.