If the Scout relevancy of this thread is "could this happen to a Scout Unit?" I say perhaps.
BSA has officially made some decisions and adjustments in it's policies that are praised by some and ridiculed by others. In this present situation, Mr. Phillips saw two groups with seemingly opposing opinions and (so he stated) tried to come between them to help prevent possible violent confrontation. In this he succeeded, but not the way he expected.
How would a Scout Unit react if confronted with a loud, verbal assault on it's merely being a Scout Unit? I have heard of local Girl Scout, Boy Scout, Cub Packs being verbally abused because (pick an issue) while selling cookies and popcorn and (holiday) trees in front of stores. Fortunately, nothing really bad happened, so it didn't get on the 9pm news. But still....
Maybe that is the topic.....
Would need to know what if anything the Council Training committee actually accomplished OR was it just a check the box committee (yep we met). What is the charter of the group? What are their goals? What have they implemented or improved last 3 / 5 /7 years. What do they actually do that helps the scouting program at the unit level?
I have never seen the purpose in this infrastructure of commissioners. Scouting is not a college degree program. I would just like to see commissioners who actually are current on the programs. When you have a "Doctorate" who doesn't know about the Eagle Project process they have no value added to units.
In the late nineteen eighties my Scoutmaster was a rather jolly fat man with a curly beard and a chew-can ring in all his back pockets. He found laughter in most everything as I recall, appropriate or not. When I hear things at Scouting U like, "if you can't act like a 10 year-old, then you shouldn't be in scouting," well he comes right to mind.
He had a brown with tan stripe truck that hauled scouts and equipment every direction for a few years. Inside that 80's Chevy Scottsdale of his at all times was a cassette tape of Chuck Berry's greatest hits. The last song on the B side was My ding-a-ling (2 bells on a string). There wasn't a hike, camp-out, camparee, or outing where he didn't manage to squeeze in at least one play. And if one of the boys riding with him was quick enough to hit the repeat button on the tapedeck before his hand got smacked, we might hear it an extra time or two. It always started us off with a laugh or lolled us to sleep smiling on the drive home. I still sing it now and again when camping or flirting. Or showing off for my son.
Now the Scoutmaster was far from Santa and the song is equally distant from anything that could be called a carol, yet as the end of the year draws near and the holiday cheer comes around...some of the coincidental similarities have my brain humming that old Chuck Berry tune. Any time I hear a Salvation Army station outside store fronts ringing thier bells, or clanky bells on doors. Happy Holidays to all my friends in scouting, new and old.