Freedom Was Never Meant to Be Comfortable
I and a few of my family members spent years wearing a uniform that stood for something bigger than ourselves. Service was never about comfort, convenience, or unanimous agreement. It was about defending principles that mattered, especially when they were tested. One of those principles was simple and deeply ingrained: I may not agree with what you say, but I will fight to the death to protect your right to say it. That belief wasn’t a slogan or a philosophical exercise. It was the reason many of us raised our right hands and swore an oath. When you serve, you learn quickly that freedom isn’t tidy. It’s messy, loud, contradictory, and often uncomfortable. People don’t think alike. They don’t speak alike. And they certainly don’t agree. That diversity of thought isn’t a flaw in a free society, it’s the evidence that freedom is working. The mission was never to protect only the voices we liked or agreed with. It was to defend the freedom that allowed all voices to exist, even the ones ...