The past few weeks have been heavy. Not the kind of heavy people see… the kind you carry quietly. The kind that sits in your chest, follows you into your thoughts, and makes even the simplest things feel like a fight. Between what’s happening in Lebanon, the memories that come with it, the losses, the images that don’t leave… me at war in Iraq, various critical incidents I’ve dealt with at work….it caught up to me. More than I expected. And I’ll be honest… there were moments I didn’t want to get up. Moments where my mind was louder than anything around me. But here’s the part people don’t talk about. There’s no crowd when you’re fighting that battle. No recognition. No one sees the decision to get up anyway. No one sees you take that breath and push yourself back into the day when everything in you is telling you to shut it down. That’s the real fight. And the past few days, that’s exactly what it’s been for me. Quiet. Internal. Grinding. Running when I didn’t feel like it. Training when my mind was elsewhere. Forcing myself to move, to reset, to take back some level of control. Because I know what happens if you don’t. You don’t need motivation for that fight. You need discipline. You need to make the decision that you’re not staying in that place… even when it would be easier to. Some days it’s not about being at your best. It’s about not giving in. So if you’re in that place right now… understand this: Getting up counts. Taking a step forward counts. Choosing not to stay in the dark… that counts. I’m working through it. Still am. And if you are too… keep going.

My latest journal entry (I added emojies to point out certain things) C.S. Lewis wrote: “We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.” That quote hits hard. Here’s how I see it, through the lens of war, policing, and leadership. ➡️ We say we want courageous officers. ➡️ We say we want disciplined soldiers. ➡️ We say we want principled leaders. But then we strip away the very traits that make those things possible. ‼️ We mock conviction as rigidity. ‼️ We label strength as aggression. ‼️ We treat standards like inconveniences. ‼️ We replace discipline with optics. And then we’re surprised when moral courage disappears. In the military, I learned quickly that chest isn’t bravado. It’s alignment. It’s the integration of mind, heart, and action under pressure. It’s the ability to stand firm when the environment pushes you to bend. In policing, I’ve seen what happens when we focus only on policy compliance and ignore internal governance. You can train someone in tactics. You can certify them on paper. But if you hollow out character if you don’t cultivate virtue, restraint, honor, and emotional regulation, you create fragility beneath the uniform. ‼️ Hours do not equal readiness. ‼️ Policies do not equal integrity. ‼️ And credentials do not equal courage. ‼️ Virtue isn’t accidental. It’s trained. It’s reinforced in small daily disciplines. In honest AARs where ego doesn’t run the room. In leaders who model calm under pressure instead of performative outrage. In cultures where decency isn’t weakness, it’s the standard. We cannot weaken the internal structure of our people and still expect excellence under stress. If we want enterprise, we must build backbone. If we want loyalty, we must cultivate honor. If we want strength, we must train both character and competence. Leadership isn’t about manufacturing compliance.

Because if we’re honest, this is what can happen in our profession. It happened to me when I was at war. Civilians became like cattle to me. I knew I was going down a dark path. In law enforcement, in the military, in emergency services, we see people at their worst. Over and over again. We see overdoses. We see sudden deaths. We see domestics that spiral into chaos. We see violence, betrayal, addiction, cruelty. If you do this job long enough, something subtle begins to happen. You stop seeing people. You start seeing patterns. You stop seeing fathers. You see “another DV suspect.” You stop seeing a struggling kid. You see “another repeat offender.” You stop seeing pain. You see “another call holding.” Desensitization isn’t a character flaw. It’s a survival mechanism. But if we’re not disciplined, that mechanism becomes permanent. And that’s where the danger lives. Because the moment we lose our humanity, we lose our judgment. We lose our presence. We lose the very thing that separates professional force from reckless force. Control without compassion becomes cold. Authority without empathy becomes brittle. Power without humanity becomes dangerous. I’ve felt it creep in before. After long shifts. After stacked calls. After nights where the heart rate spikes and the mind narrows. The job can harden you. But hardness alone is not strength. Strength is remaining steady under pressure without becoming calloused. Strength is regulating yourself so you don’t let cynicism write your character. Strength is remembering that the person in front of you — even at their worst — is still human. We are allowed to be disciplined. We are required to be decisive. We must be capable of force when necessary. But we cannot afford to lose our humanity in the process. Because the public doesn’t just need strong first responders. They need strong, grounded, self-aware ones. The badge. The uniform. The shield. They don’t give you humanity. You bring that with you.

I have been thinking a lot about an old high school friend of mine who was radicalized. His name was Ahmad Abu Samra. You can Google him and find his story. I knew Ahmad long before his trajectory took a very different path. We met when we were both in High School. We attended the same Mosque. We played sports. We did everything together. Then, somewhere between junior and senior year of high school, something changed. He began to spew radical ideologies. He dressed in traditional Islamic wear. Grew a beard. I knew someone or an organization got to him at the Mosque. I never liked attending this Mosque for that very reason. There were radicals who infiltrated the Mosque. Many discussions of radicalization focus on ideology first — slogans, manifestos, or the extremist content that people consume. What too often gets overlooked is how behavioral shifts are the earliest indicators — long before someone can be labeled “radicalized.” In Ahmad’s case, to those close to him, the shift wasn’t defined by a sudden sermon or a manifesto he shared online. It was a series of seemingly small yet consistent social behaviors — withdrawal from long-standing relationships, increasing emotional rigidity toward grievances, and an evolving sense of identity threat in response to global events that had little real impact on his everyday life. By the time his association with violent networks escalated — eventually leading him overseas and into organizational structures tied with ISIS propaganda and publication efforts — those who knew him had already seen the behavioral drift for years. This pattern is not unique. In my experience, whether in fieldwork or in reviewing cases of Western foreign fighters, the sequence matters: 🔹 Early behavior change (social isolation, grievance escalation) 🔹 Cognitive framing around perceived injustices 🔹 Affiliation with like-minded peers 🔹 Movement toward operational engagement. Too often, analysts and policymakers react at the ideological stage — after someone is already firmly embedded in extremist networks. If we want effective prevention, we must see the behavioral signals that precede that stage.

I’ve seen this loop more times than I can count. ➡️ Not on a whiteboard. ➡️ Not in a classroom. But in living rooms at 2 a.m., on the side of the road, in kitchens turned into crime scenes, and in the aftermath of choices people refuse to own. This image captures something policing teaches you very quickly: Every situation gives you two paths. 🔁 One is the Accountability Loop. 🔁 The other is the Victim Loop. In policing, we respond to the situation—the call for service. What happens next is rarely about lack of options. It’s about intention. I’ve stood across from people who: • ignored every warning • denied obvious facts • blamed everyone but themselves • rationalized harmful behavior • resisted help • hid behind excuses Not because they couldn’t choose differently—but because accountability is uncomfortable. ▪️The victim loop is seductive. ▪️It protects the ego. ▪️It removes responsibility. ▪️It gives people someone else to blame: the system, their upbringing, their partner, the economy, the police, society. And the longer someone stays in that loop, the harder it becomes to break free. The accountability loop is harder—but it’s the only one that leads anywhere worth going. It requires: • recognizing reality • owning your role • making a choice • taking action • learning from failure • self-examination • forgiveness (of self and others) I’ve watched people change their lives when they step into that loop. I’ve also watched people burn every bridge available because they refused to. This isn’t just policing. ‼️It’s leadership. ‼️It’s parenting. ‼️It’s relationships. ‼️It’s life. And if we’re honest, this image is also a mirror for society right now. We increasingly reward excuses, elevate victimhood, and treat accountability as cruelty instead of growth. We explain behavior away instead of confronting it. We externalize everything—then wonder why nothing changes. Policing doesn’t create this reality. It just encounters it earlier and more often than most.