Thursday, August 25, 2011

We've secretly replaced your regular Commander...

Ok, so not so much secretly.

All I can say is "UUUUU-RAH!!" About freakin time.

As a Parris Island alum, I find myself irrationally proud. Obviously I had less than nothing to do with this, but I can't help but be glad that it is Parris Island leading the way.

Now, I know nothing of Brigadier General Reynolds. She could be an absolutely awful person. She could be a devout Mormon, evolution-denying, kick-a-puppy-on-the-way-to-work-every-day, Tea-Partying, Klan-loving loon. For all I know, she voted for Dubbya four times. Don't care. None of that has anything to do with why this makes me happy. For me, who she is pales in comparison to what her appointment to this post represents.

The Marine Corps is a small group, the smallest branch of the US Military. And its attitude is generally about as knuckle-draggingly neanderthal as you can get. It is also the oldest branch of the US Military, tracing its roots to before the American revolution. And they are BIG on the traditions. So for this, of all groups, to have a woman in charge of training recruits (at the only place you can make REAL Marines)... Well that just gives me the warm fuzzies all over.

P.S. - I know I said it doesn't matter what kind of person she is, but deep down, I secretly hope that she is a raging-liberal-lesbian. That would be just too delicious.

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