Understanding Superior Firepower
Robert Batemen joins the discussion at Matthew Yglesias’ blog with a hugely affecting post that crystallises disdain into pure rage .
MQ,
Yes, speaking as one of those doing, you can of course say what you like.
We, of course, also have the option of assessing your commentary in a B. Franklin-like way. (you perhaps recall the line, it ends in “and remove all doubt”)
We do not choose the wars mq. You do. You choose the civilians who decide to send us. Be that Wilson or FDR, Truman, or Kennedy, Johnson or Carter, Clinton or either of the Bush presidents. And the Congresses as well, of course. So yelling at us for upholding our end of our constitutional bargain is, to be blunt, counterproductive.
You dislike war, and in particular, this President. Got it. Your opposition to that guy is all yours, and you’re welcome to it. And your academic opposition to all conflict is nice to know, and we all appreciate that you in your happy little quasi-intellectual way, don’t like war. Fine. But we, who lose friends, both American and Iraqi, hate it.
We hate it in the mornings, when we wake up, sweating from a dream in which our ‘terp and her kids were still together, though even in our dreams we cannot forget that Ansar Al Sunna put a drill bit to her temple after raping her.
We hate it in the afternoons, when we see the back and profile of another soldier we knew well, and for an instant we think, “Hey, X, hey, wait up!” but then we remember that X went home in an aluminum box, missing most of the back of his skull.
We hate it in the evening when we’re walking home past a construction site and there is a loud goddamned boom from some asshat dropping a load from a crane which immediately collapses our knees in the first reaction that people like us now have to loud goddamned booms before our brains tell us we’re stateside.
We hate it when we open the paper and we see that you civilians have only let in 770 Iraqis into our precious country, many of whom put their asses, and their families, on the line for something better for their country by working with us. And we remember long nights and whole packs of bad cigarettes drifting off over the Tigris talking with them about how someday we will bring our families together, so they can meet, and we will picnic in Karada by the river and watch our grandchildren play near the spot where we watched a truck-bomb go off.
In short, MQ, we hate war in a way and with a depth that you only pretend to understand.
We hate death, because we know it.
We hate suffering, because we know it.
We hate religious extremism and violent extremism, because we know it.
We hate waste, in and by all of these, because we know it.
So perhaps, you might consider these things in your next, oh-so-cogent posting. Perhaps you might learn to differentiate between the wars and acts of violence of choice which so many civilian presidents (Wilson, Truman, Kennedy, Carter, Reagan, Bush I, Clinton, Bush II) have directed us to, and the actions, intents, and behaviors of your imperfect military.
With disdain,
Robert Bateman

