An unintended consequence of opening military combat jobs to women is Selective Service. That’s right. The draft is back in the news. Say what you want about the patriarchy, but our grandfathers would never have sent their women to fight.
Previous generations would sooner have sent high schoolers and pensioners into combat before sending the women folk.
In the push to deny even the most basic of differences between men and women, the military, browbeaten by its feminized, feminist civilian leadership, has decided to allow women into one of the few remaining refuges of masculinity; combat arms.
Liberals in general, and feminists in particular, having turned universities into thought minefields, where dimly lit Safe Spaces playing videos of puppies protect the fragile self-esteem of the precious, individual snowflakes in their care and anything less than enthusiastic, vocal support for the wage gap myth, the Black Lives Matter nonsense, and the believe in the patriarchal hegemony holding down all but white CIS-males, is considered mind rape. The current trend in universities’ North Korean-style of enforced social order has been to declare that silence is violence.
This is the same mentality that has turned entire office buildings into vast wastelands littered with the hulks of beaten men, who spend half their free moments wondering where all the fun at work went and the other half calculating whether they can afford to strike off into business for themselves.
These poor bastards are petrified an offhand comment made a decade ago will land them at the center of a Human Resources beef.
Rather than struggle under the tyranny of third-wave feminism, men with the skills and contacts to do so, have steered their careers toward industries where feminists, both male and female, tend to fare poorly. However, the inability to survive has not kept feminists from trying to insinuate themselves and take over.
Police and fire departments, oil drilling rigs, construction sites, and the infantry were, at least until the perpetual adolescents currently graduating college entered the workforce, occupational refuges for men more concerned with results than feelings.
If a chick can pull her weight, that’s fine, but there’s no chivalry downrange.
I’ve worked in all-male environments, and aside from the physical dangers associated with the work itself, I never felt safer. We had only the vaguest idea the Human Resources Department existed because once hired, we never heard from them. Despite language that made sailors blush, sophomoric humor, vicious practical jokes, and homoerotic grab-assery, not a single complaint was lodged.
Pecking orders were established, and conflicts were resolved without lawsuits or sensitivity training. Believe it or not, all-male societies function remarkably well, when left alone.
Men learn how to overlook each other’s annoying habits and get along. We learn each other’s strengths and weaknesses to the point it is completely acceptable to joke about masturbatory schedules and abilities to stink up a bathroom.
Nothing is sacred among men living and working in remote, dangerous circumstances.
Men behave differently with women around. Mostly, it’s because experience has taught us they are the ones who create problems over farts and four-letter words.
And there is something else that experience has taught; women are simply not as strong, fast, or resistant to injury as men. Of course, I’m talking about the mythical “on average.” You have to when looking at large groups. Exceptions certainly exist (they are called “outliers”), but pointing them out does not invalidate the data.
It just shows an unwillingness to accept reality.
The average height for an American woman is sixty-five inches (5’5″). The average height for an American man is seventy inches (5’10”). There are some women, and a few men, under five foot. There are a few men, and virtually no women, taller than six and a half feet. The vast majority of both groups is clustered around the average for their respective sex. The exact same thing happens when you talk about any measurable characteristic.
If you can’t wrap your mind around the difference between an average derived from a huge sample and the relatively small number of women you personally know, you might want to stop reading now because you’re about to become really upset.
There are a ton of studies conducted by multiple militaries that come to similar conclusions like:
- Mixed-gender combat units have lower survivability, reduced lethality, and reduced deployability.
- The average fit man weighs twenty-three percent more, has fifty percent more muscle mass, and carries ten percent less body fat than the average fit woman. Exactly how the average fit woman compares to the average ISIS jihadi was not studied, but my guess would be that it’s not favorable to her.
- Men have thicker skulls, stronger necks, and bigger, denser bones than women. If you’ve ever been near something that went “ka-boom,” you appreciate that thicker skull and denser bones.
There are more conclusions, but you can look them up yourself. The hodgepodge above is a collection of several. The general trend is a degradation in effectiveness and a skyrocketing injury rate from stress fractures, compressed vertebrate, PTSD; just every type of injury you can name. Not to mention the less readily measurable morale and discipline headaches from drama, sex, and pregnancies that have traditionally plagued mixed-gender units.
However, as mentioned about the nature of averages, there are exceptions.
If that top two or three percent of physically fit and sufficiently aggressive women want to try their hands at humping a combat load and getting up close and personal with bad guys, they’re welcome to give it a shot. That’s a debate for another day.
However, keep in mind that Haji don’t buy into the feminism. He’s a little behind the times, and you’ll be lucky to be raped to death once he figures out you are the proud possessor of a vagina.
Despite the old sexist canard about women’s superiority to men in all things by virtue of their ability to withstand the pain of child birth, I would point out that squeezing another human being out of yours is not entirely impressive considering about half the world’s population is capable of the same feat with bodies designed to do that specific function. A function, I might add, that is not a part of the order of battle in any military that ever existed.
Maybe I’m old fashioned or thoroughly enmeshed in the patriarchy, but I don’t think a civilized society willingly sends their women to fight. Yes, yes, I know. World War Two Russia, Israel, Peshmerga, etc., etc.
These are also groups facing the extreme circumstances of fighting for their very survival against fanatics and facing a severe shortage of manpower compared to the threat they face. Not to mention, the percentage of front line combatants that are women tends to be paltry. We’re talking that two or three percentage points at the far end of the curve I mentioned earlier.
Ultimately, we must decide as a nation what is best for our society; whether or not men will continue to be the protectors they traditionally have been. It’s not that women can’t do it, but men are better suited to the task.
This reality has been lost to many. It is especially lost on a generation largely spoiled by lack of privation, loss, and danger. Even considering registering women for Selective Service is yet another symptom of men who abdicate that and many other roles in what can only be described as generational cowardice.
When did we become less brave than our women?
Forcing young women, who will eventually take their place as keepers of culture, stewards of civility, and creators of life, to face the possibility of ground combat by mandating registration with Selective Service will destroy our civilization.
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