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The Truth About The Time Glen Doherty and I Met Mitt Romney

Managing editor Jack Murphy (former 75th Ranger and Green Beret) and I work very hard at keeping SOFREP apolitical for a reason. We feel that it helps maintain a balanced viewpoint and keep the site’s integrity with regards to representing the Special Operations community. This is very hard, trust me.

I’ve had a ton of emails and comments via social media lately about my best friend Glen, and his encounter with Mitt Romney.  I was there with him that night we both met Mitt Romney. We were at our friend Dee and Susan’s Christmas party, and I was standing side-by-side with Glen during the engagement.  So you’re getting it from the horse’s mouth.

Two things Glen would want in this situation, in my opinion:

1. That both political parties not latch onto his and Ty’s heroic deaths for personal political gain.

2. To be seen as the great and respectful human being he was. Glen would not want to give the impression that he was bashing Mitt Romney after the two of us encountered him.

Below is the quote I gave to ABC News earlier today. Hopefully this sheds some light on the situation.

“Glen and I were both celebrating the holidays at our friends’ place and after grabbing a cold beer, we both bumped into Mitt Romney. We knew Mitt had the house next door… but were still surprised to see him,” said Brandon Webb, a former SEAL teammate of Glen Doherty and managing editor of SOFREP.com. “Mitt and his wife introduced themselves and Glen joked with him about his lack of personal security. Then Glen and I both gave him a hard time when he re-introduced himself to us a second time. Mitt took it well and we all had a good laugh about it. “

“Glen was very respectful about our encounter with Mitt Romney. That was the kind of guy Glen was. He respected everyone regardless of their differences and that’s what made him such a great human being,” he said

Update: Video of Glen’s Sister Kate on CNN

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I think Glen would agree with me that you can’t promote diplomacy with a big stick and a huge security footprint. Benghazi was high threat, Glen knew this, we talked about Libya and the threat risk. Glen volunteered for this post, he could have rotated to a less risky posting but he chose to go to Libya, a big reason was to see his friend Ty. This is the stuff heroes are made of, heroes answer the call when it comes. Glen and Ty answered the call to go to Libya, and a second call, in Benghazi, to save fellow American lives.

Any organization can use some improvement including the Department of State however, bad things happen in the world, heroes die, and hindsight is 20-20.

Thanks for all your support. You, the SOFREP readership, are what make this such a great site. Me and the guys appreciate it.

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Glen’s foundation is here and I know his family appreciates all the support we can give right now. The PayPal button should be active very soon. Please share my best friend’s foundation link and this post.

Sincerely,

Brandon

Main photo: Author’s private collection. Glen is front row, third from left. This picture really captured his spirit in my opinion. -BW

About the Author
is a former U.S. Navy SEAL with combat deployments to Afghanistan, and Iraq. During his last tour he served as the west coast sniper Course Manager at the Naval Special Warfare Center. He is Editor-in-Chief of SOFREP.com, and a New York Times best selling author (The Red Circle & Benghazi: The Definitive Report). His writing has been featured in print, and digital media worldwide. You can follow him on twitter here.

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  • Trango

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  • CJCJ

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  • BoydCrowder

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  • CJCJ

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  • BoydCrowder

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