{"id":94651,"date":"2017-07-03T12:00:37","date_gmt":"2017-07-03T11:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=94651"},"modified":"2017-06-30T10:53:21","modified_gmt":"2017-06-30T09:53:21","slug":"america-at-war-since-911-reality-or-reality-tv","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2017\/07\/america-at-war-since-911-reality-or-reality-tv\/","title":{"rendered":"America at War since 9\/11: Reality or Reality TV?"},"content":{"rendered":"

27 Jun 2017 – <\/em>The headlines arrive in my inbox day after day: \u201cU.S.-led airstrikes<\/a> in Syria killed hundreds of civilians, U.N. panel says.\u201d \u201cPentagon wants to<\/a> declare more parts of world as temporary battlefields.\u201d \u201cThe U.S. was<\/a> supposed to leave Afghanistan by 2017. Now it might take decades.\u201d There are so many wars and rumors of war involving our country these days that it starts to feel a little unreal, even for the most devoted of news watchers. And for many Americans, it\u2019s long been that way. For them, the meaning of war is closer to reality TV than it is to reality.<\/p>\n

On a June day, you could, for instance, open the New York Times <\/em>and read that<\/a> \u201cairstrikes by the American-led coalition against Islamic State targets have killed hundreds of civilians around Raqqa, the militant group\u2019s last Syrian stronghold, and left 160,000 people displaced.\u201d Or you could come across statistics two orders of magnitude larger in learning from a variety<\/a> of sources <\/a>that famine is stalking 17 million people in Yemen. That is the predictable result of a Saudi Arabian proxy war<\/a> against Iran, a campaign supported<\/a> by the U.S. with weaponry and logistical assistance, in which, according to Human Rights Watch<\/a>, the U.S. may well be complicit in torture. You could contemplate the fact that in Iraq, a country the United States destabilized with its 2003 invasion and occupation, there are still at least three million internally displaced people, according to<\/a> the U.N. High Commission for Refugees; or that more than 411,000 Iraqis remain displaced<\/a> from their homes in Mosul alone since the Iraqi army launched a U.S.-backed offensive to drive ISIS out of that city last October.<\/p>\n

Yes, it\u2019s possible to click on those links or to catch so many other Internet or TV news reports about how such American or American-backed wars are damaging<\/a> infrastructure, destroying<\/a> entire health care systems, uprooting<\/a> millions, and putting at risk<\/a> the education of whole generations thousands of miles away. But none of it is real for most of us in this country.<\/em><\/p>\n

How could it be real? Most of us no longer have any idea what war is like for the people who live through it. No major war has been fought on U.S. territory since the Civil War ended in 1865, and the last people who remembered that terrible time died decades before the turn of this century. There is no one around to give us a taste of that reality — except of course for the refugees<\/a> that the Trump administration is now doing its best to keep out.<\/p>\n

In addition, Americans who once were mobilized to support their country\u2019s wars in distant lands (remember<\/a> Victory Gardens or war bond drives?) are simply told<\/a> to carry on with their lives as if it were peacetime. And the possibility of going to war in an army of citizen draftees has long been put to rest by America\u2019s \u201call-volunteer\u201d military.<\/p>\n

As the U.S. battlefield expands, the need becomes ever greater for people in this country to understand the reality of war, especially now that we have a president from the world of \u201creality\u201d TV. During the second half of the twentieth century, Congress repeatedly ceded its constitutional power to declare war to successive executive administrations. At the moment, however, we have in Donald Trump a president who appears to be bored with those purloined powers (and with the very idea of civilian control over the military). In fact, our feckless commander-in-chief seems to be handing over<\/a> directly to that military<\/a> all power to decide when and where this country sends its troops or launches its missiles<\/a> from drones.<\/p>\n

Now that our democratic connection to the wars fought in our name has receded yet one more step from our real lives and any civilian role in war (except praising and thanking<\/a> \u201cthe warriors\u201d) is fading into the history books, isn\u2019t it about time to ask some questions about the very nature of reality and of those wars?<\/p>\n

War from the Civilian Point of View<\/strong><\/p>\n

We think of wars, reasonably enough, as primarily affecting the soldiers engaged in them. The young men and women who fight — some as volunteers and some who choose military service over unemployment and poverty — do sometimes die in \u201cour\u201d wars. And even if they survive, as we now know, their bodies<\/a> and psyches<\/a> often bear the lifelong scars of the experience.<\/p>\n

Indeed, I\u2019ve met some of these former soldiers in the college philosophy classes I teach. There was the erstwhile Army sniper who sat in the very back of the classroom, his left leg constantly bouncing up and down. The explosion of a roadside bomb had broken his back and left him in constant pain, but the greatest source of his suffering, as he told me, was the constant anxiety that forced him on many days to walk out halfway through the class. Then there was the young man who\u2019d served in Baghdad and assured me, \u201cIf anyone fought in Afghanistan or Iraq, and they say they came back whole, they\u2019re either lying or they just haven\u2019t realized yet what happened to them.\u201d<\/p>\n

And there were the young women who told the class that, in fear, they\u2019d had to move out of their homes because their boyfriends came back from the wars as dangerous young men they no longer recognized. If we in this country know anything real about war, it\u2019s from people like these — from members of the military or those close to them.<\/p>\n

But we only get the most partial understanding of war from veterans and their families. In fact, most people affected by modern wars are not soldiers at all. Somewhere between 60 and 80 million people<\/a> died during World War II, and more than 60% of them were civilians. They died as victims of the usual horrific acts of war, or outright war crimes, or crimes against humanity. A similar number succumbed to war-related disease and famine, including millions in places most Americans don\u2019t even think of as major sites of that war\u2019s horrors: China, India, French Indochina, and the Dutch East Indies. And, of course, close to six million Poles, most of them Jews, along with at least 16 million Soviet civilians died<\/a> in the brutal Nazi invasion and attempted occupation of major parts of the Soviet Union.<\/p>\n

And that hardly ends the tally of civilians devastated by that war. Another 60 million people became displaced or refugees<\/a> in its wake, many forever torn from their homes.<\/p>\n

So what is war like for the people who live where it happens? We can find out a reasonable amount about that if we want to. It\u2019s not hard to dig up personal accounts<\/a> of such experiences in past wars. But what can we know about the civilians living through our country\u2019s current wars in Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria, or Yemen?\u00a0 There, too, personal accounts are available<\/a>, but you have to go searching.<\/p>\n

Certainly, it\u2019s possible, for instance, to learn something about the deaths of 200 people<\/a> in a school hit by a single U.S. airstrike in the Syrian city of Raqqa. But that can\u2019t make us feel the unendurable, inescapable pain of a human body being crushed in the collapse of that one school. It can\u2019t make us hear the screams at that moment or later smell the stench of the decomposing dead. You have to be there to know that reality.<\/p>\n

Still, daily life in a country at war isn\u2019t all screams and stench. A lot of the time it\u2019s just ordinary existence, but experienced with a kind of double awareness.\u00a0 On the one hand, you send your children to school, walk to the market to do your shopping, go out to your fields to plow or plant. On the other, you know that at any moment your ordinary life can be interrupted — ended, in fact — by forces over which you have no control.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s what it was like for me during the months I spent, as my partner likes to say, trying to get myself killed in somebody else\u2019s country. In 1984, I worked for six months in the war zones of Nicaragua as a volunteer for Witness for Peace<\/a> (WFP). In 1979, the Sandinista movement had led a national insurrection, overthrowing the U.S.-backed dictator Anastasio Somoza. In response, the U.S. had funded counterrevolutionaries, or \u201ccontras,\u201d who, by the time I arrived, had launched a major military campaign against the Sandinistas. Under CIA direction, they had adopted a military strategy of sabotaging government services, including rural health clinics, schools, and phone lines, and terrorizing the civilian population with murders, kidnappings, torture, and mutilation.<\/p>\n

My job was simple: to visit the towns and villages that they had attacked and record the testimony of the survivors. In the process, for instance, I talked to a man whose son had been hacked into so many pieces he had to bury him in the field where he had been left. I met the children of a 70-year-old man a week after the contras flayed him alive, slicing the skin off his face. I talked to the mayor of a town in northern Nicaragua, whose parents were kidnapped and tortured to death by the contras. \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

The original dream of WFP was somewhat more grandiose than collecting horror stories. American volunteers were to provide a \u201cshield of love\u201d for Nicaraguans threatened by the U.S.-supported contras. The theory was that they might be less inclined to attack a town if they knew that U.S. citizens were in the area, lest they bite the hand that was (however clandestinely) feeding them. In reality, the Sandinistas were unwilling to put guests like me at risk that way, and — far from being a shield — in times of danger we were sometimes an extra liability. In fact, the night the contras surrounded Jalapa, where I was staying for a few weeks, the town\u2019s mayor sent a couple of soldiers with guns to guard the house of \u201cthe American pacifists.\u201d\u00a0 So much for who was shielding whom. (On that particular night, the Nicaraguan army confronted the contras before they made it to Jalapa. We could hear a battle in the distance, but it never threatened the town itself.)<\/p>\n

All that day, we\u2019d been digging to help build Jalapa\u2019s refugio,<\/em> an underground shelter to protect children and old people in case of an aerial attack. Other town residents had been planting trees on the denuded hillsides where Somoza had allowed U.S. and Canadian lumber companies to clear-cut old-growth forest. This was dangerous work; tree planters were favorite contra targets. But most people in town were simply going about their ordinary lives — working in the market, washing clothes, fixing cars — while the loudspeakers on the edge of town blared news about the latest contra kidnappings.<\/p>\n

This is what living in a war zone can be like: you plant trees that might take 20 years to mature, knowing at the same time that you might not survive the night.<\/p>\n

Keep in mind that my experience was limited. I wasn\u2019t a Nicaraguan. I could leave whenever I chose. And after those six months, I did go home. The Nicaraguans were<\/em> home. In addition, the scale of that war was modest compared to the present U.S. wars across the Greater Middle East. And Nicaraguans were fortunate to escape some of the worst effects of a conflict fought in an agricultural society. So often, war makes planting and harvesting too dangerous to undertake and when the agricultural cycle is interrupted people begin to starve. In addition, it was short enough that, although the contras intentionally targeted schools and teachers, an entire generation did not lose their educations, as is happening<\/a> now in parts of the Greater Middle East.<\/p>\n

Many rural Nicaraguans lacked electricity and running water, so there was no great harm done when \u201cse fue la luz\u201d — <\/em>the electricity was cut off, as often happened when the contras attacked a power generator. Worse was when \u201cse fue el agua<\/em>\u201d —<\/em> the water in people\u2019s homes or at communal pumps stopped running, often as a result of a contra attack on a pumping station or their destruction of water pipes. Still, for the most part, these were unpleasant inconveniences in a rural society where electricity and running water were not yet all that common, and where people knew how to make do without.<\/p>\n

Imagine instead that you live (or lived) in a major Middle Eastern city — say, Ramadi, Fallujah, Mosul, or Aleppo (all now partially or nearly totally reduced to rubble<\/a>), or even a city like Baghdad that, despite constant suicide bombings, is still functioning.\u00a0 Your life, of course, is organized around the modern infrastructure<\/a> that brings light, power, and water into your home. In the United States, unless you live in Flint, Michigan<\/a>, it\u2019s hard to grasp what it might be like not to have potable water dependably spilling out of the faucet.<\/p>\n

Suppose you got up one morning and your phone hadn\u2019t charged overnight, the light switches had all stopped working, you couldn\u2019t toast your Pop-Tarts, and there was no hope of a cup of coffee, because there was no water. No water all that day, or the next day, or the one after. What would you do after the bottled water was gone from the stores? What would you do as you watched your kids grow weak from thirst? Where would you go, when you knew you would die if you remained in the familiar place that had so long been your home?\u00a0 What, in fact, would you do if opposing armed forces (as in most of the cities mentioned above) fought it out in your very neighborhood?<\/p>\n

Reality or Reality TV?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been teaching college students for over a decade. I now face students who have lived their entire conscious lives in a country we are told is \u201cat war.\u201d They\u2019ve never known anything else, since the moment in 2001 when George W. Bush declared a Global War on Terror. But their experience of this war, like my own, is less reality, and more reality TV. Their iPhones work; the water and light in their homes are fine; their screens are on day and night. No one bombs their neighborhoods. They have no citizenly duty to go into the military. Their lives are no different due to the \u201cwar\u201d (or rather wars) their country is fighting in their name in distant lands.<\/p>\n

Theirs, then, is the strangest of \u201cwars,\u201d one without sacrifice. It lacks the ration books, the blackouts, the shortages my parents\u2019 generation experienced during World War II. It lacks the fear that an enemy army will land on our coasts or descend from our skies. None of us fears that war will take away our food, electricity, water, or most precious of all, our Wi-Fi. For us, if we think about them at all, that set of distant conflicts is only an endless make-believe war, one that might as well be taking place on another planet in another universe.<\/p>\n

Of course, in a sense, it\u2019s inaccurate to say we\u2019ve sacrificed nothing. The poorest among us have, in fact, sacrificed the most, living in a country willing to put almost any sum<\/a> into the Pentagon and its wars, but \u201cunable\u201d to afford to provide the basic entitlements enshrined<\/a> in the Universal Declaration of Human Rights: life, food, clothing, housing, education, not to speak, these days, of infrastructure<\/a>. What could a U.S. government do for the health, education, and general wellbeing of its people, if it weren\u2019t devoting more than half<\/a> the country\u2019s discretionary spending to the military?<\/p>\n

There\u2019s something else we haven\u2019t had to sacrifice, though: peace of mind. We don\u2019t have to carry in our consciousness the effects of those wars on our soldiers, on our military adversaries, or on the millions of civilians whose bodies or lives have been mangled in them. Those effects have been largely airbrushed out of our mental portrait of a Pax Americana<\/em> world. Our understanding of our country\u2019s endless wars has been sanitized, manipulated, and packaged<\/a> for our consumption the way producers manipulate and package the relationships of participants on reality TV shows like The Bachelor.<\/em><\/p>\n

If Vietnam was the first televised war, then the 1991 Gulf War against Saddam Hussein\u2019s Iraq was the first video-game-style war. Who could forget the haunting green images<\/a> of explosions over Baghdad on that first night (even if they’ve forgotten the 50 \u201cdecapitation\u201d strikes<\/a> against the Iraqi leadership that killed not one of them but dozens of civilians)? Who could forget the live broadcasts streamed from video cameras attached to \u201csmart\u201d bombs — or the time two of them demolished<\/a> what turned out to be a civilian air raid shelter, killing more than 200 people hiding inside? Who could forget those live reports from CNN that gave us the illusion that we were almost there ourselves and understood just what was seemingly unfolding before our eyes?<\/p>\n

In fact, a University of Massachusetts study later found<\/a> that \u201cthe more people watched TV during the Gulf crisis, the less they knew about the underlying issues, and the more likely they were to support the war.\u201d And even if we did understand the \u201cunderlying issues,\u201d did we understand what it\u2019s like to find yourself trapped under the rubble of your own house?<\/p>\n

During almost 16 years of war since the attacks of 9\/11, the mystification on the \u201chome front\u201d has only grown, as attention has wandered and some of our ongoing wars (as in Afghanistan) have been largely forgotten. Our enemies change regularly. Who even remembers al-Qaeda in Iraq or that it became the Islamic State? Who remembers when we were fighting the al-Qaeda-inspired al-Nusra Front (or even that we were ever fighting them) instead of welcoming<\/a> its militants into an alliance against Bashir al-Assad in Syria? The enemies may rotate, but the wars only continue and spread like so many metastasizing cancer cells.<\/p>\n

Even as the number of our wars expands<\/a>, however, they seem to grow less real to us here in the United States. So it becomes ever more important that we, in whose name those wars are being pursued, make the effort to grasp their grim reality. It\u2019s important to remind ourselves that war is the worst possible way of settling human disagreements, focused as it is upon injuring human flesh (and ravaging the basics of human life) until one side can no longer withstand the pain. Worse yet, as those almost 16 years since 9\/11 show, our wars have caused endless pain and settled no disagreements at all.<\/p>\n

In this country, we don\u2019t have to know that in American wars real people\u2019s bodies are torn apart, real people die, and real cities are turned to rubble. We can watch interviews with survivors of the latest airstrikes on the nightly news and then catch the latest episode of ersatz suffering on Survivor. <\/em>After a while, it becomes hard for many of us to tell (or even to care) which is real, and which is only reality TV.<\/p>\n

________________________________________<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Rebecca Gordon teaches in the philosophy department at the University of San Francisco. She is the author of <\/em>American Nuremberg: The U.S. Officials Who Should Stand Trial for Post-9\/11 War Crimes<\/a>. Her previous books include <\/em>Mainstreaming Torture: Ethical Approaches in the Post-9\/11 United States and <\/em>Letters from Nicaragua.<\/p>\n

Copyright 2017 Rebecca Gordon<\/em><\/p>\n

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I now face students who have lived their entire conscious lives in a country we are told is \u201cat war\u201d since 2001 when George W. Bush declared a War on Terror. Theirs is the strangest of \u201cwars,\u201d one without sacrifice. It lacks the ration books, the blackouts, the shortages experienced during World War II. It lacks the fear that an enemy army will land on our coasts or descend from our skies. None of us fears that war will take away our food, electricity, water, or most precious of all, our Wi-Fi. For us, that is only an endless make-believe war, one that might as well be taking place on another planet in another universe.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[65],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94651","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-anglo-america"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94651","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94651"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94651\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}