Hello Everyone,
It dawned on me that not everyone got the origin or  meaning of my references to sheepdogs.   Although, most of those that are sheepdogs, often replied in kind.  The point where I realized that was when  someone replied and asked the basic question, “What is a sheepdog?”  
Rather than go through a long explanation, the short  version is they are the ones who stand up when others let things go even when it  may cause them detriment.  They don’t  particularly like to fight, but have the habit of not letting the bad guys hurt  ourselves and our loved ones, as well as the rest of the flock in many  cases.  
Below is a copy the original writing on the Sheepdog  idea.  
One more thing; I have gotten very little feedback from  folks viewing my blog at (http://grapoza.blogspot.com/).  I am not going to pull it down just yet, but  I think I’ll put a lot less stuff there seeing I still get very good replies  from this list as opposed to the blog.  I  may just drop it in the future if can not think of a better reason to keep it  running.   
Godspeed,
Gill Rapoza
Veritas Vos Liberabit
 
On Sheep,  Wolves and Sheepdogs
(From the book, On Combat, by Lt. Col. Dave Grossman)  
"Honor never grows old, and  honor rejoices the heart of age. It does so because honor is, finally, about  defending those noble and worthy things that deserve defending, even if it comes  at a high cost. In our time, that may mean social disapproval, public scorn,  hardship, persecution, or as always, even death itself.
The question remains: What  is worth defending? What is worth dying for? What is worth living  for?"  
- William J.  Bennett
In a lecture to the United  States Naval Academy
November 24,  1997
One Vietnam veteran, an old retired colonel, once said  this to me: “Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle,  productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident.” This is true.  Remember, the murder rate is six per 100,000 per year, and the aggravated  assault rate is four per 1,000 per year. What this means is that the vast  majority of Americans are not inclined to hurt one another. 
Some estimates say that two million Americans are  victims of violent crimes every year, a tragic, staggering number, perhaps an  all-time record rate of violent crime. But there are almost 300 million  Americans, which means that the odds of being a victim of violent crime is  considerably less than one in a hundred on any given year. Furthermore, since  many violent crimes are committed by repeat offenders, the actual number of  violent citizens is considerably less than two million. 
Thus there is a paradox, and we must grasp both ends of  the situation: We may well be in the most violent times in history, but violence  is still remarkably rare. This is because most citizens are kind, decent people  who are not capable of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme  provocation. They are sheep. 
I mean nothing negative by calling them sheep. To me it  is like the pretty, blue robin’s egg. Inside it is soft and gooey but someday it  will grow into something wonderful. But the egg cannot survive without its hard  blue shell. Police officers, soldiers and other warriors are like that shell,  and someday the civilization they protect will grow into something wonderful.  For now, though, they need warriors to protect them from the predators.  
“Then there are the  wolves,” the old war veteran said, “and the wolves feed on the sheep without  mercy.” Do you believe there are wolves out there who will feed on the flock  without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in this world and they  are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or pretend it is not so,  you become a sheep. There is no safety in denial. 
“Then there are sheepdogs,”  he went on, “and I’m a sheepdog. I live to protect the flock and confront the  wolf.” Or, as a sign in one California law enforcement agency put it, “We  intimidate those who intimidate others.” 
If you have no capacity for violence then you are a  healthy productive citizen: a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no  empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive  sociopath--a wolf. But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love  for your fellow citizens? Then you are a sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is  walking the hero’s path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into  the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed. 
The gift of aggression 
"What goes on around you...  compares little with what goes on inside you."
- Ralph Waldo  Emerson
Everyone has been given a gift in life. Some people have  a gift for science and some have a flair for art. And warriors have been given  the gift of aggression. They would no more misuse this gift than a doctor would  misuse his healing arts, but they yearn for the opportunity to use their gift to  help others. These people, the ones who have been blessed with the gift of  aggression and a love for others, are our sheepdogs. These are our  warriors.
One career police officer wrote to me about this after  attending one of my Bulletproof Mind training sessions: 
"I want to say thank you for finally shedding some light  on why it is that I can do what I do. I always knew why I did it. I love my  [citizens], even the bad ones, and had a talent that I could return to my  community. I just couldn’t put my finger on why I could wade through the chaos,  the gore, the sadness, if given a chance try to make it all better, and walk  right out the other side." 
Let me expand on this old soldier’s excellent model of  the sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. We know that the sheep live in denial; that is  what makes them sheep. They do not want to believe that there is evil in the  world. They can accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want  fire extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout their  kids’ schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of putting an armed  police officer in their kid’s school. Our children are dozens of times more  likely to be killed, and thousands of times more likely to be seriously injured,  by school violence than by school fires, but the sheep’s only response to the  possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or harm  their children is just too hard, so they choose the path of denial.  
The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a  lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference,  though, is that the sheepdog must not, cannot and will not ever harm the sheep.  Any sheepdog who intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished  and removed. The world cannot work any other way, at least not in a  representative democracy or a republic such as ours. 
Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant  reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn’t  tell them where to go, or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in  our airports in camouflage fatigues holding an M-16. The sheep would much rather  have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, “Baa.”  
Until the wolf shows up. Then the entire flock tries  desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog. As Kipling said in his poem  about “Tommy” the British soldier: 
While it's Tommy this, an'  Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind,"
But it's "Please to walk in  front, sir," when there's trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the  wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's "Please to walk in  front, sir," when there's trouble in the wind.
The students, the victims, at Columbine High School were  big, tough high school students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not  have had the time of day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just  had nothing to say to a cop. When the school was under attack, however, and SWAT  teams were clearing the rooms and hallways, the officers had to physically peel  those clinging, sobbing kids off of them. This is how the little lambs feel  about their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door. Look at what happened after  September 11, 2001, when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how  America, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement  officers and military personnel? Remember how many times you heard the word  hero? 
Understand that there is nothing morally superior about  being a sheepdog; it is just what you choose to be. Also understand that a  sheepdog is a funny critter: He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter,  checking the breeze, barking at things that go bump in the night, and yearning  for a righteous battle. That is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous  battle. The old sheepdogs are a little older and wiser, but they move to the  sound of the guns when needed right along with the young ones.  
Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think  differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives  for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that  is, most citizens in America said, “Thank God I wasn’t on one of those planes.”  The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, “Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of  those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference.” When you are truly  transformed into a warrior and have truly invested yourself into warriorhood,  you want to be there. You want to be able to make a difference.  
While there is nothing morally superior about the  sheepdog, the warrior, he does have one real advantage. Only one. He is able to  survive and thrive in an environment that destroys 98 percent of the population.  
There was research conducted a few years ago with  individuals convicted of violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious,  predatory acts of violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement  officers. The vast majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body  language: slumped walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their  victims like big cats do in Africa, when they select one out of the herd that is  least able to protect itself. 
However, when there were cues given by potential victims  that indicated they would not go easily, the cons said that they would walk  away. If the cons sensed that the target was a "counter-predator," that is, a  sheepdog, they would leave him alone unless there was no other choice but to  engage. 
One police officer told me that he rode a commuter train  to work each day. One day, as was his usual, he was standing in the crowded car,  dressed in blue jeans, T-shirt and jacket, holding onto a pole and reading a  paperback. At one of the stops, two street toughs boarded, shouting and cursing  and doing every obnoxious thing possible to intimidate the other riders. The  officer continued to read his book, though he kept a watchful eye on the two  punks as they strolled along the aisle making comments to female passengers, and  banging shoulders with men as they passed. 
As they approached the officer, he lowered his novel and  made eye contact with them. “You got a problem, man?” one of the IQ-challenged  punks asked. “You think you’re tough, or somethin’?” the other asked, obviously  offended that this one was not shirking away from them. 
“As a matter of fact, I am tough,” the officer said,  calmly and with a steady gaze. 
The two looked at him for a long moment, and then  without saying a word, turned and moved back down the aisle to continue their  taunting of the other passengers, the sheep. 
Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might  be genetically primed to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people  can choose which one they want to be, and I’m proud to say that more and more  Americans are choosing to become sheepdogs. 
Seven months after the attack on September 11, 2001,  Todd Beamer was honored in his hometown of Cranbury, New Jersey. Todd, as you  recall, was the man on Flight 93 over Pennsylvania who called on his cell phone  to alert an operator from United Airlines about the hijacking. When he learned  of the other three passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd dropped  his phone and uttered the words, “Let’s roll,” which authorities believe was a  signal to the other passengers to confront the terrorist hijackers. In one hour,  a transformation occurred among the passengers--athletes, business people and  parents--from sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately  saving an unknown number of lives on the ground. 
“Do you have any idea how hard it would be to live with  yourself after that?” 
"There is no safety for  honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men."
-Edmund  Burke
Reflections on the  Revolution in France
Here is the point I like to emphasize, especially to the  thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the  sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep. Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are  wolves. They didn’t have a choice. But you are not a critter. As a human being,  you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision.  
If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and  that is okay, but you must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes,  you and your loved ones are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to  protect you. If you want to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are  going to hunt you down and you will never have rest, safety, trust or love. But  if you want to be a sheepdog and walk the warrior’s path, then you must make a  conscious and moral decision every day to dedicate, equip and prepare yourself  to thrive in that toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the  door. 
For example, many officers carry their weapons in  church. They are well concealed in ankle holsters, shoulder holsters or  inside-the-belt holsters tucked into the small of their backs. Anytime you go to  some form of religious service, there is a very good chance that a police  officer in your congregation is carrying. You will never know if there is such  an individual in your place of worship, until the wolf appears to slaughter you  and your loved ones. 
I was training a group of police officers in Texas, and  during the break, one officer asked his friend if he carried his weapon in  church. The other cop replied, “I will never be caught without my gun in  church.” I asked why he felt so strongly about this, and he told me about a  police officer he knew who was at a church massacre in Ft. Worth, Texas, in  1999. In that incident, a mentally deranged individual came into the church and  opened fire, gunning down 14 people. He said that officer believed he could have  saved every life that day if he had been carrying his gun. His own son was shot,  and all he could do was throw himself on the boy’s body and wait to die. That  cop looked me in the eye and said, “Do you have any idea how hard it would be to  live with yourself after that?” 
Some individuals would be horrified if they knew this  police officer was carrying a weapon in church. They might call him paranoid and  would probably scorn him. Yet these same individuals would be enraged and would  call for “heads to roll” if they found out that the airbags in their cars were  defective, or that the fire extinguisher and fire sprinklers in their kids’  school did not work. They can accept the fact that fires and traffic accidents  can happen and that there must be safeguards against them. Their only response  to the wolf, though, is denial, and all too often their response to the sheepdog  is scorn and disdain. But the sheepdog quietly asks himself, “Do you have any  idea how hard it would be to live with yourself if your loved ones were attacked  and killed, and you had to stand there helplessly because you were unprepared  for that day?” 
The warrior must cleanse denial from his thinking. Coach  Bob Lindsey, a renowned law enforcement trainer, says that warriors must  practice “when/then” thinking, not “if/when.” Instead of saying, “If it happens  then I will take action,” the warrior says, “When it happens then I will be  ready.” 
It is denial that turns people into sheep. Sheep are  psychologically destroyed by combat because their only defense is denial, which  is counterproductive and destructive, resulting in fear, helplessness and horror  when the wolf shows up. 
Denial kills you twice. It kills you once, at your  moment of truth when you are not physically prepared: You didn’t bring your gun;  you didn’t train. Your only defense was wishful thinking. Hope is not a  strategy. Denial kills you a second time because even if you do physically  survive, you are psychologically shattered by fear, helplessness, horror and  shame at your moment of truth. 
Chuck Yeager, the famous test pilot and first man to fly  faster than the speed of sound, says that he knew he could die. There was no  denial for him. He did not allow himself the luxury of denial. This acceptance  of reality can cause fear, but it is a healthy, controlled fear that will keep  you alive: 
"I was always afraid of  dying. Always. It was my fear that made me learn everything I could about my  airplane and my emergency equipment, and kept me flying respectful of my machine  and always alert in the cockpit."
- Brigadier General Chuck  Yeager
Yeager, An  Autobiography
Gavin de Becker puts it like this in Fear Less, his  superb post-9/11 book, which should be required reading for anyone trying to  come to terms with our current world situation: 
"..denial can be seductive,  but it has an insidious side effect. For all the peace of mind deniers think  they get by saying it isn’t so, the fall they take when faced with new violence  is all the more unsettling. Denial is a save-now-pay-later scheme, a contract  written entirely in small print, for in the long run, the denying person knows  the truth on some level."
And so the warrior must strive to confront denial in all  aspects of his life, and prepare himself for the day when evil comes.  
If you are a warrior who is legally authorized to carry  a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep,  pretending that the bad man will not come today. No one can be “on” 24/7 for a  lifetime. Everyone needs down time. But if you are authorized to carry a weapon,  and you walk outside without it, just take a deep breath, and say this to  yourself... “Baa.” 
This business of being a sheep or a sheepdog is not a  yes-no dichotomy. It is not an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter  of degrees, a continuum. On one end is an abject, head-in-the-grass sheep and on  the other end is the ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or  the other. Most of us live somewhere in between. Since 9-11 almost everyone in  America took a step up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few  steps toward accepting and appreciating their warriors, and the warriors started  taking their job more seriously. The degree to which you move up that continuum,  away from sheephood and denial, is the degree to which you and your loved ones  will survive, physically and psychologically at your moment of truth.  
 
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Gill  Rapoza
Veritas Vos  Liberabit