Elizabeth Barrette (ysabetwordsmith) wrote,
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Military Morality

This article caught my eye today ...

A Morally Bankrupt Military: When Soldiers and Their Families Become Expendable
The military operates through indoctrination. Soldiers are programmed to develop a mindset that resists any acknowledgment of injury and sickness, be it physical or psychological. As a consequence, tens of thousands of soldiers continue to serve, even being deployed to combat zones like Iraq and/or Afghanistan, despite persistent injuries. According to military records, over 43,000 troops classified as "nondeployable for medical reasons" have been deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan nevertheless.


The opening contains a point worth discussing first: changing a normal person into a soldier requires ripping out the original moral framework and replacing it with something else. This allows the soldier to kill other human beings without hesitation, to continue fighting even while substantially damaged, and otherwise do all sorts of things that normal people can't or won't do -- which is necessary if the soldier is to live and the war is to be won.

The problem is, that process has drawbacks. It tends to destabilize the personality, which may or may not ever manifest as serious personality problems. Going to war also destabilizes personalities. Most people can recover from one trip, enough to be reasonably functional. But every trip lowers the chance of functionality and raises the chance that the personality will fray or break altogether. Because much of a soldier's self-preservation has been dismantled, and this is reinforced by other soldiers, it requires very careful observation to tell when one of them is damaged enough to require treatment or retirement. Failing to do that usually means the soldier loses a grip on the implanted violence routines and attacks themselves or other people.

It is hardly fair to blame the soldiers when the army pushed them to that point, and not even entirely fair to blame the army for also being what it is. Society needs to recognize that the army needs enough personnel to meet the demands on it, or else demands need to be lowered to what the personnel can do; that the army needs resources aside from artillery, such as adequate health care and staff; and that the army requires some supervision from ordinary people who will have an easier time spotting soldiers in need of care rather than leaving it all to other soldiers who have all been reprogrammed with the same "keep moving till you drop" routine. Because if we don't take care of those steps, broken soldiers explode out of the military and wreak havoc in other communities.

So is the military really morally bankrupt? Of course it is. It's a military. It's not supposed to be moral; it's supposed to be a formidable killing machine, and morality just gets in the way of that. Morality is society's job.

And society is becoming morally bankrupt. It sucks people in, uses them up, wipes its arse with them, throws them in the gutter, and then complains that the trash is unsightly.
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The opening contains a point worth discussing first: changing a normal person into a soldier requires ripping out the original moral framework and replacing it with something else. This allows the soldier to kill other human beings without hesitation, to continue fighting even while substantially damaged, and otherwise do all sorts of things that normal people can't or won't do -- which is necessary if the soldier is to live and the war is to be won.

I was just discussing this with someone a couple days ago. You can't tell a normal person, "I need you to run up that hill and try not to get shot (though you probably will be). That hill is important, more important than you are," and expect him or her to do it.

There was a situation in which I was separated from my unit, and they were pinned down by an enemy MG emplacement. I was in a position to approach undetected, but I was also out of ammo - all I had were a couple of rounds in my sidearm, and my knives.

My thought process wasn't, "Oh shit, I'm gonna die now," or even "We're all gonna die here." I was calculating how many of them I could take out before they killed me.

I fully expected to be dead or severely wounded by the time I was done, but I knew that I could free up my unit enough that they could finish the job.

Obviously, I didn't get killed (barely even got scratched). After my assault, we rolled up their line from that point, and then we ate their hot food that had been cooking. None of that is normal, but to us, it was just another day.

But who, if he be called upon to face
Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined
Great issues, good or bad for human kind,
Is happy as a Lover; and attired
With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired;
And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law
In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw:
Or if an unexpected call succeed,
Come when it will, is equal to the need:
—He who, though thus endued as with a sense
And faculty for storm and turbulence,
Is yet a Soul whose master-bias leans
To homefelt pleasures and to gentle scenes;
Sweet images! which, whereso’er he be,
Are at his heart; and such fidelity
It is his darling passion to approve;
More brave for this, that he hath much to love:—
’Tis, finally, the Man, who, lifted high,
Conspicuous object in a Nation’s eye,
Or left unthought-of in obscurity,—
Who, with a toward or untoward lot,
Prosperous or adverse, to his wish or not,
Plays, in the many games of life, that one
Where what he most doth value must be won.
Whom neither shape of danger can dismay,
Nor thought of tender happiness betray;
Who, not content that former worth stand fast,
Looks forward, persevering to the last,
From well to better, daily self-surpast:
Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth
For ever, and to noble deeds give birth,
Or he must fall to sleep without his fame,
And leave a dead unprofitable name,
Finds comfort in himself and in his cause;
And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws
His breath in confidence of Heaven’s applause:
This is the happy Warrior; this is he
Whom every Man in arms should wish to be.
-- from Character of the Happy Warrior, William Wordsworth

Yes, Society has a large portion of the blame, because people *know* what soldiers do, but they think it's OK so long as it's being done for *our* side.
>>I was just discussing this with someone a couple days ago. You can't tell a normal person, "I need you to run up that hill and try not to get shot (though you probably will be). That hill is important, more important than you are," and expect him or her to do it.<<

Thank you for sharing this. Your viewpoint adds much to this discussion.

>>Obviously, I didn't get killed (barely even got scratched). After my assault, we rolled up their line from that point, and then we ate their hot food that had been cooking. None of that is normal, but to us, it was just another day.<<

Wow!

>>Yes, Society has a large portion of the blame, because people *know* what soldiers do, but they think it's OK so long as it's being done for *our* side.<<

I don't consider war, or the acts of war, to be okay in terms of civilization. They are just sometimes necessary for survival, and fighting for survival is okay. War should be an absolute last resort if attacked, not something done for idealogical reasons. That's not just because it's morally wrong, but because the practical costs are tremendous in terms of lost materials and personnel.
What should we do about a situation where people are starving and local warlords pocket the food aid we send, and won't let it through to the people who are starving? Or drive them out of their own villages at gunpoint, killing a few and making the rest refugees?

Our society is not endangered by these acts of violence, which are so routine around the world as to not be news. If you would send even one peacekeeper to do something about it, by your standards, that would be an immoral act.

Or for that matter, who would you call if someone broke into your house in the wee hours?

George Orwell: “We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm.”

(Discussion here.)

Your freedom to hate the military and to hate war itself is bought with the blood of those who believe differently.