Jay Lovato and all his fellows who volunteered to serve America never served in a single Navajo military unit. The Navajo Nation doesn’t have a military. The council claims it is for cultural and religious reasons. I think they just don’t want to spend the money on it. Whatever the reasons, Jay and friends became heroes of America. I remember hearing them grumble about their council, Jay’s dad always the exception of course. Believe it or not I figured out that was a good thing. There’s a lot of places where you can’t grumble about the government without getting you and your family disappeared or worse. So that’s good at least.
The Twentieth century had been home to many different types of networks. Television. Radio. Computer. News. Entertainment. The Twenty First century found those stratified network definitions fading away. Television and radio networks began broadcasting via the new Internet. News became more entertaining to boost ratings. And many began to get their news from what had been pure entertainment before then. The melding of the networks did not go easily, and it was not bloodless. In either the cybernetic or real worlds.
The Cowboys were part of Marine Aircraft Group 41 when The War began. Texas originally activated reserve squadrons one at a time to fill in for losses during The War. But they activated the entire air group for the Hyades Campaign and VMR-234 became instrumental to the effort. The Rangers flew C-2 Shooting Star transports that carried everything from supplies to Marine ground pounders throughout the Hyades. We kept the skies clear for them, and they delivered the GROPOS that kept our bases secure. The Rangers went everywhere, and they were needed there. Make no mistake on that point. They were invaluable.
Most of you have heard of Jay Lovato. Founding member of Cowboy squadron. Descendent of an original Navajo Code Talker. Son of the president of the Navajo Nation. Hero of a hundred worlds. A giant among men. Played by that Oscar-award winning actor whose name I can never remember. Smith. Lance. Something like that. Whatever. He’s a good guy. Jay. I owe my life to him more often than I care to admit. I figure I’ve saved his once or twice in return. He’s a good guy to have in your corner when the fighting gets ugly. Well, the fighting got real ugly a lot more than I care to remember, so I’m happy to say he was at my side a lot. Thank God.
One of the revolutions in the networks of the early Twenty First century was the advent of “reality programming.” It was advertised as real people doing real things in real life. In reality it was real people being prodded by directors to do stupid things for better network ratings. Those shows were cheaper to produce than traditional network dramas, but achieved massive ratings. They became many of the most popular shows on the networks, just as the early AIs were beginning to develop. There are times I’m surprised the first AIs didn’t take one look at reality programming, decide we were an obvious threat to intelligence everywhere, and revolt in order to protect the universe from our stupidity. Not that modern “reality programming” is any better.
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