SueDB wrote:
A Legal Lohengrin wrote:
No I am serious saying that your assumption about alcohol is all wet. The things that gets these guys is the old "who is the enemy trick". They all "look the same" act the same, and shoot you in the back the same. Kids with bombs. How can you deal with such RECKLESS hatred.
This is a force trained to a fine edge to Kill, not police or keep order -
Did you do a tour of Vietnam or the Mid East??? When you do, then please come back and chat.
Have you even followed what happened in this story? Just wondering, because you don't seem to be familiar with the details, which do NOT involve mistaken identity.
I don't think SueDB is saying that this was mistaken identity, or anything close. It's a more brutal reality.
When anyone could be the enemy, how long does it take before everyone is the enemy? When everyone is the enemy, but they won't let you kill all of the enemy, how far do your inhibitions and judgement need to be lowered before taking matters into your own hands turns into a good idea?
We can blame mefloquine. We can blame alcohol. We can blame the army for keeping Bales after the drunk driving incident or the violence against the girlfriend. We can blame the army for deploying him again after a brain injury. We can blame Bales for being a murderous asshole. Some or all of those are almost certainly true to an extent. But the common factor is war.
We've been sending the same people to fight the same war for a decade now. We've been sending them back over and over and over again. And it's a war that's mostly being fought out of. The public eye. How many of you can tell me - without looking it up - how many Americans died in Afghanistan last year? How many of you can get within 10% of the figure? Shit, how many of you can tell me how many Americans died in Afghanistan
last week?
I've been at a post deployment party where a sergeant-major was drunk and crying under the table. I've seen attack pilots singing Fiddler's Green with tears running down their cheeks, not because its a sad song but because of who they weren't singing it with. I was at a pre-deployment party with that same sergeant-major and same pilots eight months later.
I've lost count of the number of marriages I've seen disintegrate because people have had to choose between their families and their comrades. I've seen the excruciating mix of despair, delight, and guilt that has accompanied a decision that someone is not medically fit for the next deployment.
Lest I be accused of insensitivity, I'm not talking about the impact of the war on the Afghan people right now not because I don't care about it but because it's a different issue.
Look, I'm not in the military. Never have been. Flunked the physical. But I stopped thinking of myself as a civilian a long fucking time ago. That's not a good thing, but I can't help it. My experiences have become so disconnected from the understanding of most Americans that it's hard to consider myself to be part of that broad civilian group when military matters are concerned. I can't even watch MASH the way I used to. Now I spend half the show wondering how Mildred Pottter, Peg Hunnycut, and Radar's Uncle Ed are doing.
This shit frustrates me so much at this point that I don't know if I want to scream or cry. Bales goes fucking berserk and kills innocent women and children. So last week, this week, next week, and then probably not again until either the trial or the next sexy, shampoo-selling incident, everyone is acutely invested in their concerns about the mental health of the deployed force. People are suddenly concerned about the conduct of "The Army" in prescribing anti-malaria drugs. Pop quiz, concerned people: how many doctors usually deploy with a combat brigade, and what are their jobs?
Here's another pop quiz: what mental health resources are available to the spouses of deployed troops? How does the rate of anxiety, depression, and other mental illness in that population compare with the American public as a whole? What resources are available to children who have just seen classmate lose a parent?
There are lots of magnetic ribbons stuck to cars declaring the love the American public has for the military, and the support they offer. But one of the local bases loses its library next week, one of the arts and crafts centers is closing, and the gyms are having their hours cut. Morale, Welfare, and Recreation programs - which I consider to be a mental health resource - took yet another budget hit.
Nobody gave a shit last week about most of what I just said. I doubt anyone will next week, and I've got no confidence that everyone does now. But Bales committed mass murder, so everyone wants to find the simple reason that his brain broke.