By any measure of war, they cannot win, in terms of sheer force. Yet they continue to fight. One battle ends, another begins over here.
It is one thing to face war with the advantage of years of training, weapons, approval, rules, regulations, and force of habit. One reacts nearly automatically.
It is quite another to face a war with only the clothes on one's back.
By now, they know what they face, and yet they continue anyway. That is bravery, to do something doomed to failure, so that others might take up the banner and build on battles already fought.
In the Army, there are words for bravery when a sensible person would have surrendered. The superior numbers should have won----yet sometimes they did not. We call this valor or gallantry, or above and beyond. These are the words we say to men and women who have trained and planned for the day of battle.
We need new words. We need more words.
These kids, these people----these are the bravest of the brave. Unarmed, they face the armed. Unmasked, they face chemicals. Disrespected, they demand basic human dignity. No one has trained them. No one leads them, except in the sense that so many people are suffering from the same ills. They rose up and came together in a battalion of citizens using their Constitutional rights.
From military training to OWS,
ginmar writes about gaining experience. QWP.