|On Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs
(From the book, "On Combat", by Lt. Col. Dave Grossman
available from his web site www.killology.com)
"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
"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
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
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
“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?”
"here 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
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.
|'The Angel of the Night'
by Dave Grossman
Fear not the night.
Fear those who walk the night.
And "I" am he that walks the night.
But only evil need fear me ...
and gentle souls sleep safe in their beds...
because I walk the night.