
More than most nations, America has been, from its start, a hero-loving place. Maybe part of the reason is that at our founding we were a Protestant nation and not a Catholic one, and so we made "saints" of civil and political figures. George Washington was our first national hero, known everywhere, famous to children. When he died, we had our first true national mourning, with cities and states re-enacting his funeral. There was the genius cluster that surrounded him, and invented us—Jefferson, Adams, Madison, Hamilton. Through much of the 20th century our famous heroes were in sports (Jack Dempsey, Joe Louis, the Babe, Joltin' Joe) the arts (Clark Gable, Robert Frost) business and philanthropy (from Andrew Carnegie to Bill Gates) and religion (Billy Graham). Nobody does fame like America, and they were famous.
The category of military hero—warrior—fell off a bit, in part because of the bad reputation of war. Some emerged of heroic size—Gens. Pershing and Patton, Eisenhower and Marshall. But somewhere in the 1960s I think we decided, or the makers of our culture decided, that to celebrate great warriors was to encourage war. And we always have too much of that. So they made a lot of movies depicting soldiers as victims and officers as brutish. This was especially true in the Vietnam era and the years that followed. Maybe a correction was in order: It's good to remember war is hell. But when we removed the warrior, we removed something intensely human, something ancestral and stirring, something celebrated naturally throughout the long history of man. Also it was ungrateful: They put themselves in harm's way for us...
I have always found this to be one of the most insidious and damaging effects of New Left nihilism. A people who no longer appreciates the honor, courage and sacrifice of the men and women who defend them, is a people on the slippery slope to ruin.
The stories of the incredible men Ms. Noonan highlighted in her article should remind us that these heroes still walk amongst us today. One of these men is David Bellavia, the author of House to House: An Epic Memoir of War. To this day, when I read the narrative of Sergeant Bellavia's exploits in Iraq, I cannot help but go "Oh!".
It is a shame that men like Mr. Bellavia, and Medal of Honor recipients Jason Dunham, Ross McGinnis, Michael Monsoor, Michael Murphy and Paul Ray Smith are not household names, and it is a mark of everlasting infamy on our worthless mainstream media that it has done nothing to inform us of the heroism of these brave men who put their lives on the line to defend our country. The men and women who defend us are the real American Idols, not the singers, athletes, entertainers and phony politicians that the New Left deems appropriate for us to admire.



