Sheepdogs, Contd.
When David Grossman wrote his now-famous passage discussing sheep, sheepdogs and wolves in his book On Combat , he on several occasions paused to ensure the reader knew he meant no insult with his description of the sheep. Throughout, however, the whole narrative drips with condescension towards the sheep (civilians that veterans and others often derisively refer to as “sheeple”), as he condescendingly shares his respect their decisions to be stupid, unaware and blind to real danger. Every bit of it is relatable. Possibly the only redeeming quality to the arrogance is the reality that the sheepdogs, the protectors, will without a moment’s hesitation leap to protect the sheep with everything to include their own lives. Nevertheless, it surprises nobody that sheep congregate with sheep, sheepdogs with other sheepdogs, and both share a distaste for the other. For the wolf there is little analysis. There is nothing better than carrying a gun. Nothing better than being empowered by yo