Monday, March 19, 2012

Not Just Heroes


           While idling at a red light the other day, I noticed a new bumper sticker: “Home of the free because of the brave.” There was no room on the bumper sticker to explain just who the “brave” are, but we all know, don’t we? Our soldiers serving in Afghanistan and up until recently, in Iraq.
            Having lived through the Viet Nam War, I’m often struck by just how dramatically our attitude has changed toward our soldiers. Back in the 60s and 70s, soldiers were “baby killers” and worse.  As anti-war activists, we seemed to hold them personally responsible for the war itself.  Perhaps it was because that phrase from the Eichmann trial still echoed in our minds: I was just following orders. In an unjust war that was no defense.
            Of course, for many of us, the young men were not the same boys we went to school with and were all too easy to vilify. They came from other neighborhoods and other parts of the country. It wasn’t until years after the war had ended and I was working as a reporter that I met my first soldiers. Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome was just being recognized, and as I interviewed veterans, I was shocked and deeply distressed by the traumas they had suffered first during the war and then back home in civilian life. I was especially moved by the women I met, nurses who had served in combat hospitals only to find themselves unappreciated and adrift at home.
            But even then, when the pain of these young veterans was all too fresh, I don’t remember calling them heroes.  “Hero” just didn’t slip glibly off my tongue.  It was a term used sparingly, reserved for those who were larger than life, who faced adversity with courage and who took the moral high ground.
            Which brings me back to the present.
            In recent days, a U.S. soldier has been implicated in the massacre of 16 villagers in Afghanistan. Already his defense team is talking about the stresses of four deployments, traumatic brain injuries, and financial worries back home, and the picture that’s beginning to emerge is not of a monster, but of a man who snapped under pressure.
            Still, I think the massacre drives home the fact that war is not just about heroes.   The Afghanistan war is now in its 11th year, and we don’t it seem to be winning many hearts and minds. By calling all our soldiers heroes, we don’t have to ask ourselves why we are asking so much of so few.  Yes, like that bumper sticker put it, our brave soldiers are helping to keep us free – free from serious debate on questions like what are we trying to accomplish, are we succeeding and is the sacrifice indeed too high?           

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