I seem to be one of the few people concerned about the
militarization of the United States. This weekend – wrapped around Veterans’
Day – has been a love-fest for our military, not just veterans but more so our
current service members. I certainly have nothing against veterans (my father
and four of my uncles served in WWII, and two friends of mine died (for no
reason) in Vietnam), nor against those now serving (though the idea that they
are a “voluntary” force is belied by the fact that many if not most “volunteered”
because they couldn’t find work anywhere else and were offered the false
promise of “training”). But I don’t at all like the exploitation of the
military that I see going on in at least the past decade or so. Patriotism is
one thing, military empire is another. We are in at least one war that we’ve
been in for more than a decade and are supposedly getting out of another (though
not very neatly). We have troops stationed around the world in some 150
countries. The sun does not set on our empire. We’ve been in one or more wars
for most of the past 150 years. Our economy is a perpetual war economy, the
military-industrial-congressional complex being the engine. We spend more on
our military (though relatively squat on the personnel, especially when they
become veterans) than just about all other countries in the world combined. The
current constant celebration of our troops is little more than propaganda that
elevates the “sacrifice” of the “heroes” in order to mask the ongoing spread of
the war machine. I appreciate and support our troops – I just don’t join in the
jingoistic propaganda that exploits the troops for the benefit of the
capitalist war machine (which by the way is fueled by the blood of the men and
women who are sucked into it, and then ironically celebrated).
I've recently entered the afterlife of retirement and want to use this blog to record my observations, reflections, reactions, musings, and whatever else might strike my fancy, personal, cultural, political -- nothing, dear reader, you should be interested in or waste your time with. Que scais-je?
Showing posts with label War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label War. Show all posts
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
The Fuel of War
Listening to the presidential debate last night on foreign
policy, with the bellicose rhetoric and promises of a strong military (and
military spending), I couldn’t help but think of our 34th president,
who also happened to be the only military general who became president since
the 18th president, Ulysses S. Grant, and happened to command the
European theater in World War II, including the Normandy Invasion, Dwight D.
Eisenhower:
I
hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its
brutality, its futility, its stupidity. – January 10, 1946
Every
gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the
final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold
and not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending
the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its
children. – April 16, 1953
In the councils of government, we must guard
against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought,
by the military-industrial complex. The potential for the disastrous rise of
misplaced power exists and will persist. – January
17, 1961
Since Ike’s words
50 years ago, it’s become the “military-industrial-congressional complex,” and
it’s wholly controlled by the moneyed interests across the world. Capitalism
needs industry and growth, the major growth industry is the war machine, and
the war machine needs war. No wonder we’ve been at war for virtually all of the
past 75 years, that we have troops, aircraft, and ships in some 150 countries,
that we are the “world police” or “peace keepers” or whatever euphemism you
like for war mongers or empire. We have an economy to fuel, and war – endless war
– is that fuel.
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