Don’t read this if you want to keep your nice, warm glow on.
Clicked through, did you? Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you……..
So much for avoiding negativity. *sigh* I should know better than to read the comments on a post like that one. We live in a messed-up world! Sadly, it did not take long for the politically-correct brigade to jump all over this lovely story of competence, heroism, and devotion to both duty and comrades.
While most responders were sensible, and simply applauded her courage and skill, there were some who chose to take offense at the fact that the article used descriptive terms such as “she stands precisely 5ft tall in her everyday shoes,” and that “her smile is disarmingly sweet,” not to mention the fact that she is a “21-yearold blonde” – as if that somehow demeaned her, or detracted from her accomplishment. Quite the contrary!
At any rate, I read the inane comments for as long as I could stand it, before I could not help responding to a myriad of rhetorical variations on the theme of “why would the author describe her this way?” – with the response, stated or implied, being “because he’s a sexist male pig suffering from an advanced case of toxic masculinity!” Ludicrous. Have they never heard of a human-interest story? Do they even understand the concept of human interest? Apparently not…
Why include these details about her? Here’s why, as I wrote in my comment:
Because the juxtaposition between her small size and disarming sweetness, and her outsized courage, dedication, and competence under fire, makes this an even more striking and heartwarming story. [I should have added, for those who have a heart!]
For better or worse (probably worse), we as a culture have an image of “hero” that does not usually include small size and sweet smiles. If that is not self-evident, it is made explicit in the second sentence of this account: “Kate Nesbitt doesn’t immediately fit the image of a fearless military hero, not off the battlefield at least.”
This account is a reminder that little can also be mighty, that sweet can also be strong. And that, as I say, gives the story a lot of its punch. If you genuinely cannot see that, I have to say that I feel rather sorry for you.
I doubt that my comment made any impression on those who most needed to hear it: “there are none so blind as those who will not see,” as the old saying goes. But I couldn’t just let it go, completely, either. The lunatics really are running the asylum, these days! If we don’t make at least some effort to stand up to them, we are headed for you-know-where, in a hand-basket.