You bring back memories of my own sojourn at Parris Island all those years ago…
I only did 4 years, and have memories good and bad but looking back at it with a benefit of a few decades of hindsight, I must say that my time in the Marines was where I best saw real diversity and inclusion put into practice in a meaningful way, probably no…
You bring back memories of my own sojourn at Parris Island all those years ago…
I only did 4 years, and have memories good and bad but looking back at it with a benefit of a few decades of hindsight, I must say that my time in the Marines was where I best saw real diversity and inclusion put into practice in a meaningful way, probably not even intentionally, and certainly not for virtue signaling purposes. The drill instructors had to take people from all over the world and every walk of life of different religions and cultural backgrounds and melt them into a single cohesive fighting force. They would hurt some feelings along the way but I think they did a damn fine job of it and we all learned to get along and work together regardless of any of our multiple identities.
Semper Fi back to you brother. I just did four years too, but they were in decidedly formative years of my life.
In Vietnam a dark green Marine who didn't especially like light green Marines went in harm's way for me as a brother without regard for the tint of our green. More meaningful in those turbulent years than any diversity training I received years later.
Man you are bringing back memories...I had totally forgotten about dark green and light green....but yes, we achieved real diversity, real unity, real brotherhood without having it shoved down our throat by a bunch of academics who think it's a good idea in theory...from their gilded castles where they live out their segregated lives.
Blessings to you for a long, prosperous, and healthy life!
PS:My brother-in-law, Dennis Malvasi, served two tours in Nam with the USMC infantry. The first was hell....his unit largely obliterated; the second one comparatively a cakewalk. I have learned a lot from him.
You bring back memories of my own sojourn at Parris Island all those years ago…
I only did 4 years, and have memories good and bad but looking back at it with a benefit of a few decades of hindsight, I must say that my time in the Marines was where I best saw real diversity and inclusion put into practice in a meaningful way, probably not even intentionally, and certainly not for virtue signaling purposes. The drill instructors had to take people from all over the world and every walk of life of different religions and cultural backgrounds and melt them into a single cohesive fighting force. They would hurt some feelings along the way but I think they did a damn fine job of it and we all learned to get along and work together regardless of any of our multiple identities.
Semper Fi
Semper Fi back to you brother. I just did four years too, but they were in decidedly formative years of my life.
In Vietnam a dark green Marine who didn't especially like light green Marines went in harm's way for me as a brother without regard for the tint of our green. More meaningful in those turbulent years than any diversity training I received years later.
Man you are bringing back memories...I had totally forgotten about dark green and light green....but yes, we achieved real diversity, real unity, real brotherhood without having it shoved down our throat by a bunch of academics who think it's a good idea in theory...from their gilded castles where they live out their segregated lives.
Blessings to you for a long, prosperous, and healthy life!
PS:My brother-in-law, Dennis Malvasi, served two tours in Nam with the USMC infantry. The first was hell....his unit largely obliterated; the second one comparatively a cakewalk. I have learned a lot from him.