OUR NATION IS GOING THROUGH ITS OWN “HELL” OF A PANDEMIC CRISIS

…Former Navy Seal, Admiral William McRaven, Rtd.

You don’t give up, just because you are, “up to your neck in the mud”.

The following is a re-print of an opinion article from the Washington Post.  The writer of the op-ed is William McRaven, a retired Navy admiral, who was the commander of the US Special Operations Command from 2011 to 2014. He oversaw the 2011 Navy SEAL raid that killed Osama bin Laden. This op-ed is to show that even though we have been “thrown into the mud” for dealing with the latest pandemic crisis, all of America is rallying together and showing the true character of this great nation. 

I introduce you to Admiral McRaven:

For a would-be Navy SEAL, Hell Week is the worst week of the toughest military training in the world. It is six days of no sleep, constant physical and mental harassment, and one “special day” at the Mud Flats. The Mud Flats are an area between San Diego and Tijuana, Mexico, where the water comes together and creates a swampy patch of terrain, this is a muddy bog that tests your determination to be a SEAL.

My training class had been out of the mud for a short period of time when the instructors, looking to weed out the, “weak of mind and body”, ordered the entire group of 55 men back into the bog. The mud consumed each man until there was nothing visible but our heads. We were all exhausted, numb from the cold and desperate to hold on. The instructors told us that we could all leave the mud, if just five men quit. It was the instructors’ way of turning us against each other.

It was apparent that some of the trainees were about to give up. There were still eight hours to go before the sun rose, eight more hours of bone-chilling cold. Several of the students started moving to dry ground; they were ready to quit. And then, one voice began to echo through the night, one voice raised in song. The song was terribly out of tune but sung with great enthusiasm. One voice became two, and two became three, and before long the entire class was singing.

The instructors threatened us with more time in the mud if we kept singing, but the singing persisted. Those of us, stuck in the mud believed that if one of us could start singing when he was up to his neck in mud, then maybe the rest of us could make it through the night….and we did.

Today, the coronavirus has thrown us all in the mud. We are cold, wet and miserable, and the dawn seems a long way off. But while we should not be cavalier about the dangers of this pandemic, neither should we feel hopeless and paralyzed with fear. As those of us that were in the mud, today, hope abounds.

We have the greatest scientists in the world working to create a vaccine. Health-care workers are pulling double shifts to care for the sick. Republicans and Democrats have come together to find solutions. State and local officials are taking decisive steps to flatten the curve of infection. America’s economy is strong enough to survive even in these challenging times.

The United States has an unmatched ability to mobilize when called to action. More importantly, as we always have in times of crisis, Americans are rallying together, caring for one another, showing the compassion and concern that have always characterized this nation of good people.

Nothing in our immediate future will be easy. The number of cases will rise. The losses will increase. The markets will stumble. But make no mistake about it, we will prevail, because the only thing more contagious than a virus is hope.

We are all up to our necks in mud and it’s time to start singing.

Copyright William H. McRaven 2020