History

The drop zone was missed by more than a fraction on this training jump by the French Foreign Legion. The urban terrain led to some uneasy landings for many of the members of 2e Rep.

Two years after 7 October, the Middle East feels like riding around in the desert in a Humvee with a grenade with the pin half-pulled, grinding from Gaza to the Red Sea while diplomats in Cairo try to keep the spoon down and stop hostages, rockets, and headlines from detonating at once.

When the line broke at Unsan, Father Emil Kapaun moved toward the fire, pulled the wounded to life, and showed men that leadership starts at the point of impact.

We won the battles in Afghanistan and still lost the war because Washington pursued an unsuitable, unfeasible, and unacceptable project to remake a tribal society while Congress abdicated and our generals saluted.

We became the heirs of liberty who preached equality while conquering, cleansing, and corralling a people we called “savages,” and the question still hangs in the air: will we learn from that betrayal—or repeat it?

Ryan Routh’s half-baked crusade to kill Donald Trump ended the same way his trial did—chaotic, desperate, and doomed from the start.

When Chau Phu turned into a knife fight in a phone booth, Drew Dix grabbed whoever would move, keyed his radio, and bulldozed through Tet’s chaos—rescuing civilians, stacking prisoners, and proving leadership starts with stepping into the gunfire.

Flying with the Night Stalkers, whether fast-roping from a Black Hawk, thundering in a Chinook, or clinging to the skids of a Little Bird, showed me firsthand why these aviation professionals are the lifeline of America’s most elite warriors.

On that summer afternoon by the Rhine, I realized with chilling clarity how deeply the lies of a dictator could root themselves in a human soul, surviving long after his empire lay in ruins.

Chelsea Walsh saw through the façade—beneath Ryan Routh’s flag-waving antics lurked a calculated, vengeful psychopath ready to make his mark on history.

Russia will not break me, and I will carry the fight against its lies and brutality wherever I can.

Charlie Kirk’s tragic death must awaken us to the urgency of rejecting division and embracing a culture of respect, dialogue, and unity in American politics.