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Patrick Maines

Patrick Maines

Posted: December 4, 2009 05:17 AM

Joshua Bernard Redux

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In the game of chess certain kinds of openings, usually involving the sacrifice of a pawn, are called gambits. When they work as intended the sacrifices pay off in the end. But whether they work or not, they are initiated in furtherance of a commitment to victory, and chess is just a game.

President Obama's plans for US forces in Afghanistan represent another kind of gambit, only the sacrifices there will be counted in the loss of lives, and there's no commitment to victory.

Some may recall the recent controversy over publication by the AP of photos of a dying marine, mortally wounded in Afghanistan. His name was Lance Corporal Joshua Bernard, and his death was made the more poignant because the photos revealed his terrible wounds.

We don't know anything about Bernard's thoughts at the moment of his passing. We can be sure, however, that our own thoughts about such things are a good deal more abstract.

For most of us, cozy in our little homes and offices stateside, the loss of U.S. servicemen abroad is perceived in much the same way that we think of traffic fatalities. Not much more than numbers, really. Just an unavoidable, if regrettable, fact of life.

But the comparison is dreadfully wrong because traffic fatalities are just accidents, whereas the death of U.S. soldiers comes about in consequence of considered policies, presumably in our great national interest.

Nobody thinks that people who die in head-on collisions do so for some greater good. There's no moral to that story. They just die. But when soldiers die it's not just an accident, and we as citizens owe it to our servicemen and to ourselves to remember this fact.

Holding that thought for even a little while invites the unwelcome question: What words of comfort might anyone give a U.S. soldier who, perhaps like Joshua Bernard, finds himself face down in the mud in Afghanistan, both his legs blown off, in a military campaign of such apparent little importance that, had only he been able to hang on for eleven months, he could have packed up and gone home with the rest of the troops?

 

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03:42 AM on 12/06/2009
Perhaps we are not the only one who sees these statistics as just numbers...
When someone you know dies in this Afghanistan conflict, you will know beyond a reasonable doubt that it wasn't worth it, that it wasn't worth that. War is over.
Peace is the way.
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03:18 AM on 12/06/2009
Yes, soldiers die for a reason in a way that accident victims do not. But it does not follow that because there is a reason, that reason has to be good. We'd all like to think so, because a life is a hell of a price to have paid, but this is a sentimental fallacy. Soldiers are as likely to die for bad reasons as good ones.
05:01 PM on 12/04/2009
I couldn't agree more. Excellent post.
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ran away to be a cowboy
03:53 PM on 12/04/2009
THIS is the discussion that's been missing since 2003 Thank you ! If our collective will can't even muster up the tiny willingness just to actually FUND the war with at least some tax contribution from those who are most able to pay and those who benefit most from the social and economc order that these troops defend, how much more then does our obligation to these men and women become a sacred debt that we are repudiating both in mistreatment of returning veterans and in failure to establish a clear, coherent and achievable objective for our armed forces to pursue. The simple word "Victory" is virtually meaningless in this context.

It is my invariable habit , since the armed conflict was inaugurated, to read out loud to myself, the list of dead men and women of our Armed forces to myself every sunday when my newspaper publishes them.