Warriors Lost

Where have our warriors gone?  Today young warriors, who have been trained to fight, sit in a cubicle in Nevada and guide "drones" half a world away.  Today young warrior die, not in a fire fight, but because some coward planted an "IED" under the roadbed and then detinates it with a cell phone from two miles away.  Where have our warriors gone, and who will protect us when it gets down to hand-to-hand and face-to-face.

I bought a sword - a 14th century battle sword - and paid extra for it to be battle-hardened and ready for war.  I took lessons (and was blessed to find someone) to learn the ways of the "masters" after the 14th century Van Danzig.  I wanted to know what it meant to fight - up close, personal, deadly.

Oh, we worn the protective clothing, the masks - but there is something about being stuck with steel, that makes you feel alive - makes you feel invigorated - makes you feel deadly.  That is what we have lost in our warriors - that deadly feel - that dangerous feel.

Tars Manu
Manor Forte