The Few. The proud. The Marines. It was once my goal to become one of these brave warriors, taking arms to defend the people I love. But ironically, I never thought it was a woman's place to be amongst a man entitled profession. Kathleen Parker, of the Washington Post solidified this notion, explaining how maybe woman are in over their head. After the posting of nude female marines to a Facebook group, without their consent or knowledge, females marines are left in disarray. One marine said this had ruined her experience and she would not be signing her name across the dotted line of the reenlistment contract, which is quite the shame. Not a shame to her of course, but a shame to her fellow Devil Dogs, who would defend a male marine in a heartbeat but turn around and humiliate and objectify a fellow marine who went through the same training and spoke the same oath as them based on their sex. But, becoming a marines means you're entering a world where the only mission is THE mission, there's little room for anything other than the necessary equipment and mindset to accomplish the goal. As Russ (a retired Methodist minister who counsels veterans navigating PTSD) explains "We are trained to be killing machines, deadening all emotion except anger. We're told we don't have the luxury of sensitivity, so we objectify everything, including women," makes me sigh with relief, that I never took the oath to be this killing machine. Some food for thought though, as Kathleen poetically said, women must be treated as men but what about vice verse... should men be treated as women..? Can you make a rigorous training of 13 weeks designed to desensitize you, also somehow incorporate sensitivity? We've already declared the military ways being too harsh, but would you really want someone too busy, wrapped up in their own emotions to focus on saving a fellow marines life? If the answer is yes then more power to you, but I on the other hand would enjoy to live another day.