There is something terribly wrong with opening direct combat positions to military women. I have known this since I was six-years-old.
Remembering back to then, I can recall with spotty clarity watching an old black-and-white feature film about the sinking of the RMS Titanic. I was horror-struck as the ship slipped slowly under and terrified passengers raced for the few lifeboats. My responses to certain scenes still stand out: how my mind raced at the depiction of many men voluntarily remaining on deck to allow women and children into the life boats; how something like moral-shock accompanied the spectacle of crewmen beating back a few other men who tried to rush ahead of the women and children; and I remember well the scene when an old lady gave up her seat so a man out-of-control-with-terror could squirm aboard and save himself. I didn’t know the word “coward” back then, but, even so, I knew something was not the way it was supposed to be.
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