As I sit and try to come up with thoughts on the National OPSEC Conference a literary quote comes to me - “It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times.”  Did I say literary?  I meant cinematic.  And by cinematic, I meant The Simpson’s.

     As an OPSEC Conference it indeed was an outstanding event.  Great speakers, honored original Purple Dragons, record attendance, deserving award winners, fantastic location, free Starbucks coffee, snow, trinkets galore, OPSECers dancing on the “Coyote Ugly” bar, the Final Four at the ESPN zone and a chance to see old and dear friends.  As OSPA Vice President thought it was the second most stressful week of my life.

     And yet - here I am.  Here we are.  Still bloody from the battles but healing from the hurt.  Warm embraces come not in the light of day but in the shadows of the night.   Encouragement is not shouted from the mountain tops but whispered on the wind.  And yet; we fight on.

     As Goethe said “Encouragement after censure is as the sun after a shower.”   So I stand in the sun now; drenched in the encouragement of those of who care - showered in the strength of the true believers - lifted up by those in need.  And the OPSEC world spins on…

     Big Mama IOSS still rules the roost.  Big Daddy OPS is still the biggest and baddest society in OPSEC and OSPA is still that paradigm battling punk in the torn “Anarchy” t-shirt who just won’t go the $#&@ away.

      And the question isn’t where your loyalties lie.  Nor is it who side are you on.  No; the question that remains is this: What have you done for your OPSEC Brothers and Sisters today?   

Keep the Faith!

Revelator