Raising a daughter is tricky enough. Last week, the job of all American parents became much more complicated. Not only do parents of daughters have to worry about dates to the dance, mean girls on the playground, or making sure their daughters have good academic discipline but now parents also have to worry about the idea that if there ever is a national draft again, their daughter might just have the opportunity to sit in a foxhole, wet, cold and muddy, gripping the steel of an M-4 in her chapped hands, waiting to kill or be killed.
As a responsible parent, one can’t help but wonder if there’s something they should be doing to prepare for such a scenario?
Should mothers now trade out Barbies for GI Joes? Instead of dressing up as a Princess should they encourage drills to get their girls in and out of protective armor? Should fathers start thinking about hand-to-hand combat training just in case their daughter’s rifle jams instead of playing tea party?
In high school, rather than wishing for girls to become Homecoming Queens, parent might prefer their daughters to hit the gridiron with the football team. These young ladies need to be ready to fight. A responsible parent needs to think about what is needed to make their daughter a lean mean fighting machine or, at the very least prepared to not get herself killed.
Once America figures out this new path of raising daughters, what should we now teach the boys? A young man will now have to learn a whole new way of relating to girls. His natural instinct of protecting the weaker sex has to be programmed out of him. What would happen if he were in a combat situation and he were too busy looking out for the female soldier next to him? It could cost him his life, or maybe the lives of other men in his unit.
What a brave new world America’s children are now growing up in. With this new law, parents across the country might be asking if they are supposed to raise their daughters to be soldiers while at the same time raise their sons to be metrosexual community organizers who could care less about protecting a women?
The irony is the Obama administration has done everything in its power to bend over backwards to accommodate the sensitivities of other cultures, yet when it comes to having women serve in combat, it’s a different matter.
We currently have tens of thousands of troops fighting alongside allied Afghan forces. Will women be embedded alongside them? Will Islamic nations allow American women to fight with them? Or are we destined for a day when American women will be found running across the desert with an M-16 on one shoulder and a 90-pound pack on their back all while wearing a burqa?
Call me a bad American, but I have every intention of continuing the tradition of American mothers over generations and sticking with raising my children to become young ladies and gentlemen.
I want my son and daughter to be comfortable in their natural roles that are instinctual. Women are to be nurturing and men are to be protective. Teaching my daughter to become a killing machine and teaching my son to be less than a gentleman, is not acceptable. Neither will be tolerated in their father’s or my presence.
For my children to become combat ready, I would have to rethink my parenting philosophy and adopt the President’s gender-neutral ideology. Something I can guarantee will never be tolerated in our house.
If my daughter is ever forced, through an involuntary draft, to serve in a foxhole or if my son, who already at this young age, has his heart set on the Air Force Academy, must ever follow a female Captain into battle, they will both have to undergo on the job training. Because I won’t be responsible for erasing their natural instincts toward the opposite sex.
Mr. President, let us see how you train your daughters to be ready to fight for their country in a foxhole.
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