The expressionless faces of the generals, admirals, commanders and officers at the all-hands meeting last week in Virginia reminded me of teenagers when their parents are lecturing them. Impenetrable.

Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth — who changed his department's name from defense to war, because we don't play defense — basically told everyone at the gathering they had to get in shape or get out. Our military, though the best in the world (for now), is about to get leaner, meaner and — more masculine, clean-shaven and proud to be the biological gender one was assigned at birth.

Like so much coming out of Washington, Hegseth's promised retrofit of his war machine to its pre-DEI "woke" incarnation at times seemed to have been hatched at a comedy writers' sleepover. Between his farcical, fac

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