What’s in a Name? The USNS Harvey Milk and the Case for Depoliticizing U.S. Warships
Warships should be named for courage, not controversy—for heroes who earned honor in battle, not figures chosen to score political points.
Warships should be named for courage, not controversy—for heroes who earned honor in battle, not figures chosen to score political points.
The ocean is a merciless adversary, indifferent to our struggle, but today we carved a small victory out of its ancient fury and lived to fight another round.
For the first time in years, the Army stopped chasing quotas with TikTok dances and started pulling in recruits with something far more potent—purpose.
Frank M. Bradley isn’t some PowerPoint general ticking boxes at the Pentagon—he’s the kind of warfighter who’s lived every line of the operations order and still has dust from Kandahar in his boots.
Hell Week isn’t some inspirational Instagram quote—it’s a prolonged beatdown from Neptune himself, and the only way out is through, one sand-chafed, sleep-deprived, surf-tortured hour at a time.
The decision to rename the USNS Harvey Milk highlights the ongoing tension between honoring diverse legacies and redefining military tradition in today’s tense political landscape.
Kaʻula isn’t just a rock in the Pacific—it’s a living example of how military priorities can bulldoze through environmental caution and decades of local opposition.
You didn’t drag your boots through a war zone so some HOA Karen in Scottsdale could tell you what color to paint your garage door—retire where your dollars roar and the sun doesn’t burn you to a crisp.
Admiral Burke’s conviction isn’t a shocking aberration—it’s the inevitable result of a Navy culture that rewards silence, punishes whistleblowing, and treats accountability like a PR inconvenience.
From slinging ammo on deck to kicking down doors with SEAL Team SIX, Fleet Master Chief David Isom didn’t climb the ranks—he fought his way up, one mission, one scar, and one hard-earned ounce of respect at a time.
The future of naval warfare just pulled up to the dock—sleek, silent, and ready to ruin someone’s day.
From submarine depths to courtroom shame, Admiral Burke’s fall proves that even a four-star can drown in a kiddie pool of greed and bad decisions.