I have my doubts, Ravenman. I never knowingly met any Snake Eaters in my time in Army green, but I did meet some of the peripheral support types (mostly Helo pilots, as well as a few Rangers that had supported SpecOps).
According to them, most Snake Eaters are avidly photo- and publicity-averse.
Kind of like Fight Club. So any yahoo in the local bar bragging about being SpecOps, probably isn’t.
These guys often operate behind enemy lines, intermingling with indig civvies, and having their mugs plastered all over a website is not conducive to covert ops.
True Story: I may have briefly met a real live Snake Eater while in Khobar Towers in '91. A buncha Wind Dummies were doing the “We’re Number 1! HUA! HUA! HUA!” routine, bragging to anyone who would listen about how they were the first to enter Iraq.
I finally got sick of listening to their gas-passing and told them that no, they weren’t the first. 1st Cav was the first conventional unit to enter Iraq, weeks before the ground war kicked off. But loonnngggg before the air war even commenced, Snake Eaters were crossing into Iraq, taking pictures, getting solid grids on key targets, OBA, (Order-of-Battle Assessment), etc.
When the air war did kick off, there were Snake Eaters in-country, calling in air strikes, aiming laser designators, and performing BDA (Bomb Damage Assessment).
The Wind Dummies got all huffy, and came as close to telling me to go fuck myself as military decorum allows before leaving to tell their bullshit somewhere else.
At the end of the table, chowing on some really crappy Anthony’s Pizza like it was the best thing on Earth, was a quiet, tall, lanky fellow in Army BDUs. No name tag, no “U.S. Army,” no rank insignia. When he got up to leave, he passed behind me and very quietly said, “Thanks.”