Here’s the late Chris Kyle being interviewed by one Belinda Luscombe, an editor at Time.
The gulf between them is obvious. It seems to me that to her he is almost incomprehensible, as if he belonged to some alien species. (Which probably isn’t very far from the truth: I expect that Mr. Kyle had very little in common with the males that Ms. Luscombe encounters in her usual orbit. If what marks off different species is the unlikeliness of their breeding together, then the assessment seems about right.)
Most alien of all to Ms. Luscombe, I suspect, was Mr. Kyle’s willingness to to say: “these are my people, and those are our enemies” — and that he would actually go so far as to kill his enemies to protect his own people. It is discrimination in its purest form.
George Orwell said that “people sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.” Chris Kyle was such a man. No matter how Belinda Luscombe might feel about such things, and about such men, he would have died to protect her.