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Sunday Sonnets 2

Saturday, November 11th, 2006

Technically it’s Saturday, but the day is so appropriate for this one. Sunday Sonnets 1 is on hold; sorry, but I’m not happy with what I’ve written. I’ll work on it over time.

In Flanders Fields
Lt. Colonel John Alexander McCrae, M.D.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

The multitalented John McCrae was a Canadian poet, artist, author, physician, professor, surgeon, and soldier who served in the Canadian Army during the Boer War and World War I.

After interning at Johns Hopkins, and being offered a fellowship at McGill, he interrupted his medical work to serve in the Boer War in 1899. Though he said little, his African war experiences had clearly left him with complex feelings about war. While he still believed in the necessity of fighting to right wrongs, he was appalled at the brutality and suffering of soldiers, especially wounded soldiers. He resigned his commission as Major in 1904.

He published papers, continued to write poetry, traveled, drew, taught, and, of course, wound up serving again, as a field surgeon in World War I, serving on the Western front.

Over a horrific period in spring 1915, the Germans started using chemical weapons against Canadian troops. Casualties were terribly high, and McCrae insisted on living and working right at the front.to treat the wounded as rapidly as he could. He wrote his mother:

The general impression in my mind is of a nightmare. We have been in the most bitter of fights. For seventeen days and seventeen nights none of us have had our clothes off, nor our boots even, except occasionally. In all that time while I was awake, gunfire and rifle fire never ceased for sixty seconds ….. And behind it all was the constant background of the sights of the dead, the wounded, the maimed, and a terrible anxiety lest the line should give way.

On May the second, a student he’d mentored died: Lt. Alexis Helmer of Ottawa. There was not much left to bury; he was killed by an artillery shell. What there was, was gathered in a bag, fastened with safety pins. With no chaplain, and safety forbidding light, McCrae officiated at a brief funeral service, doing his Presbyterian best to remember the Anglican order of service, and Helmer was buried along with the rest.

On the evening of May the third, McCrae spent 20 minutes and wrote this poem.

Lt. Col. Edward Morrison, the CO at the scene described it (I thank Rob Ruggenberg for much of this content):

“This poem was literally born of fire and blood during the hottest phase of the second battle of Ypres. My headquarters were in a trench on the top of the bank of the Ypres Canal, and John had his dressing station in a hole dug in the foot of the bank. During periods in the battle men who were shot actually rolled down the bank into his dressing station.

Along from us a few hundred yards was the headquarters of a regiment, and many times during the sixteen days of battle, he and I watched them burying their dead whenever there was a lull. Thus the crosses, row on row, grew into a good-sized cemetery.

Just as he describes, we often heard in the mornings the larks singing high in the air, between the crash of the shell and the reports of the guns in the battery just beside us.

I have a letter from him in which he mentions having written the poem to pass away the time between the arrival of batches of wounded, and partly as an experiment with several varieties of poetic metre.”

The poem itself is a rondeau; a French form of poetry with a fixed, stylized form: 3 stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sextet. (Fancy words meaning 5 lines of poetry, 4 lines, 6 lines). The rhyming scheme is of the form A(R) A B B R, A A B R, and A A B B A R, where A represents one 8 syllable phrase ending in a particular rhyme, and B represents a different 8 syllable phrase ending in a different rhyme. The refrain, R, is typically based upon the opening line of the poem, but this need not be. It typically is also only 4 syllables, but some practitioners of the form differ.

The constrictions of the form are intended as a challenge to the poet to express himself/herself succinctly and poignantly. You can judge for yourself the degree to which he succeeded.

The third verse was often used by jingoistic governments to stir up patriotic fervor in support of that war, and future wars. Personally, I believe there is such a thing as just war, and that sometimes sacrifices — terrible sacrifices — must be made. But to simply quote that third verse in an ad for Victory Bonds, or in support of future wars without being very aware of the Hell on earth that McCrae and others endured would be a terrible act.

On November 11, we remember those who served, those who sacrificed, and those who have gone on before us.

With thanks to Rob Ruggenberg’s fine page on In Flanders Fields, Wikipedia, and Veterans Affairs Canada.

Thinking about Iraq I

Friday, November 3rd, 2006

The purpose of this essay is not to spark a debate about the morality, propriety, or even common sense of the Iraq War. Rather, it’s to swiftly outline a portion of my framework of thought on the subject, and examine some things that trouble me about some of its opponents. For the record, I have no sense that those who post here make any of the errors I shall examine in part II. Quite the reverse.

Wherein wolfe talks about some good reasons to oppose the war, in his view:
One of the things that troubles me about much of the publicized antiwar left is its sheer intellectual incoherence, and, in cases, vitriol and disingenuousness. Some of the antiwar far-right shares those aspects, notably vitriol.

There are certainly many generally rational (or at least intellectually consistent) reasons to be against the Iraq war.

One could be a pacifist. I’d personally respectfully disagree, but it’s a morally and intellectually consistent position, provided, of course, that one is against wars that begin under Democratic Presidents as well as Republican ones. (The War of Independence, War of 1812, The Mexican War, The Civil War, Spanish-American War, more fighting with Mexico, World War 1, Intervention in Haiti, World War 2, Korea, Vietnam, Grenada, Panama, Gulf War I, Bosnia, Afghanistan — all of these were presumably wrong to a pacifist).

I think they’re dead wrong, but I admit they see a better world than I do, and virtually every genuine pacifist I’ve met has had an admirable degree of integrity, intelligence, and personal moral responsibility.

Faux-pacifists who think bombing Bosnia’s hospitals is wonderful, but Iraq is wrong? Sorry, no.

One could believe that preemptive war is wrong — that many of the wars listed above were right, that Afghanistan was right, but that Iraq was wrong. Fair enough. (Bosnia would also have been wrong — arguing that humans rights grounds supported intervening preemptively would also support such intervention in Iraq). I am troubled by the fact that most of those up in arms over the Iraq War on a preemptive basis never said ‘boo’ about Bosnia.

Notable exception: Paleo-conservatives such as Pat Buchanan. I don’t remotely agree with the Paleos, and I find them forming some pretty disturbing alliances with the anti-semitic far left, but it’s at least an intellectually consistent position.

One also would have had to oppose the Clinton-era “Iraq Liberation Act“. Again, few of those now protesting did so.

One could be opposed to the war on the grounds that foreign ‘adventures’ are a bad thing and dangerous to the Republic. This is generally a conservative and isolationist criticism, but it would certainly be possible for a leftist to hold to it as well. Again, you’d have to be against most of the wars over the last century. This is pretty much the Jerry Pournelle school of thought.

One could be against the war on utilitarian grounds: that fewer people were dying under Saddam than are dying now — especially fewer Americans. A weak argument, given that jihadi activity didn’t start in 2003, and while Iraq has proven a flashpoint — or flypaper for terrorists — many jihadis would still be cheerfully looking for their virgins, simply elsewhere. Still, it’s an argument one can make.

One could be against the war – and this, frankly, is more or less my concern and objection — based on the grounds that its objectives do not seem realizable in the real world. Instilling democracy in a tribalistic country that’s only known various forms of dictatorship is not an easy thing.

The Anglosphere took roughly a thousand years to go from the Magna Carta to our present state of democracy. England, Scotland, Wales, Canada, Australia, New Zealand and the US all benefit from the ‘golden thread’ of liberty that runs through a shared common law and common constitutional heritage — something the Founders noted in the 9th and 10th Amendments, and noted explicitly elsewhere throughout the constitution (e.g. Habeas Corpus).

It’s a staggering degree of arrogance to think that we can help accelerate Iraq through a thousand years of progress in two or three years. It’s a process that will take generations.

I was for the war, reluctantly, for many reasons. But if the objective was to instill democracy in a few years, then Bush and his advisers were out to lunch. (I discount the idea that they were lying to the American people about the commitment that would be required; it doesn’t readily pass Occam’s razor for me. If someone’s going to argue that Bush lied about something, though, this would seem the most powerful argument: that the American people were deceived as to the length of commitment that would be required to accomplish one of the key stated objectives).

It’s worth noting we’ve been in a ‘quagmire’ (as the New York Times is wont to say) in Germany, Japan, and Korea for over 50 years now, and Bosnia for a decade.

One can be unhappy about the war and possibly opposed to it on the grounds that it’s been mismanaged. This is debatable; certainly aspects have been horribly mismanaged. But a great deal of the criticism comes from the hindsight brigade which seeks to apply legalistic reasoning to every error.

In an engineering (and rational) sense, one is always concerned about optimal decision making — the most correct decision in a situation, based upon the knowledge at the time.

This may be a wrong decision, in hindsight, but that simply wasn’t knowable at the time. The question is not so much “why were we wrong”, but “Could we have done better, based upon what we knew, and could we improve our information gathering and use of information so as to do better next time”?

Lawyers, of course, love attacking this. It can lead to some nice malpractice judgments against people who simply were using the best tools and knowledge available at the time.

One could be against this war because some of the intelligence seems faulty. There were few WMD’s discovered — none, other than ~500 aging gas shells, and no significant signs of large-scale reconstituted WMD programs. Sure, there were nuclear centrifuges buried under rosebushes and the like. While it remains possible that WMD’s were shipped out of the country to Syria, even if this were true it would simply mean that the invasion had been a failure in a different sense.

The problem with this argument is that it comes back to the idea of what was known at the time. We knew of contacts between Saddam and al-Qaeda (though no coordination), and we knew Saddam was a sponsor of terrorism in the mid-east, an attempt to assassinate a US President, and was probably linked to the first WTC bombing.

There certainly were people who stated there were few WMD’s and that a war wasn’t worth it. I disagreed with them at the time, and, on the basis of the last half, I still do. I have to admit though, that those people — unlike the like of John Kerry — have an admirable consistency and can certainly claim a logical and coherent argument.
One can be against the war because of the prospect — or actuality — of personal suffering. The loss of a family member. This is tragic, and difficult to argue, but it’s an orthogonal argument to the virtue (or lack thereof) of the war. Moreover, to reverse the argument, we don’t let the parents of children slaughtered on 9/11 make our country’s policies either, or we might well have nuked Afghanistan from orbit, judging by much of what I read on 9/12.

There are a host of other reasons, good, honorable and consistent, for being against the war. I shan’t examine them here, for my purpose is merely to outline my framework of thinking about the issue.

And then there are the bad reasons to be against the war. The illogical and inconsistent reasons.

That’s the next part. And anyone who read the New York Times today can probably figure out where this is headed.

Respectfully submitted for your consideration,
-wolfe

Happy Birthday!

Friday, October 13th, 2006

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

– John Masefield, Sea-Fever

Happy Birthday to the United States Navy. The Navy’s ancestor, the Continental Navy, was established by the Continental Congress 13 October, 1775, early on in the American Revolution.

First Navy Jack
Public Domain Image, Wikipedia Commons.
First US Naval Jack, flown 13 October 1775-31 December 1776.
Flown during 1976, and, from 1980, by the single ship in
the Navy with the longest active service.
From 2002, it has once again become the authorized
US Navy Jack for the duration of the Global War on Terror.

God Bless and protect all those who serve these United States and every faithful ally.

-wolfe

September 11, 2001. Never Forget.

Monday, September 11th, 2006

9-11 Cross
James Nachtwey, Time Magazine.

Like it or not, we’re at war. Yet, like the Cold War, it’s a rather strange war. It’s difficult to tell who’s the enemy until they strike. Very few are serving on the front lines. Most of us are ‘lucky’.
Perhaps you think President Bush’s strategy is excellent; perhaps you think it’s stupid. Perhaps, like most Democratic Senators, you agree with the liberation/invasion of Iraq, but disagree with the management of things in Iraq since then. Perhaps you just plain think Iraq was the wrong war, at the wrong time. Perhaps you think Iran and North Korea were bigger threats.

Perhaps you think the US’s actions represent imperial overreach. A lot of people do.

If you’re like me, you perhaps think the neo-con concept of bringing Democracy to Iraq is a good and noble one. It’s not about War for Oil, it’s genuinely a War for Democracy in their minds. But if you’re like me, you also believe Democracy can be tough to transplant, and Mesopotamia has been less than green ground for millennia. That therefore this idea (and plan) is at best naive.

You could even be someone who believes that any use of force against evil is wrong. Or even someone who believes there is no such thing as evil. Or someone who simply wants to chant “Bush Lied! People Died!”, “No Blood for Oil!”. If so, well, sorry, I don’t even want to know you. Go away, please.

Or you believe it’s all a big Zionist conspiracy. If so, then get stuffed.

It’s a war. Offhand, it’s very much a ‘long twilight struggle’, yet, like the Cold War, one carried out mostly by those other than the typical American.

In the end, in the very long run, freedom will prevail over terror. For:

There is more light than shadow;
There are more smiles than cares;
More grass grows on the meadow
Than brambles, weeds, and tares.
There is more song than weekpin;
There is more sun than rain;
There is more golden reaping
Than lost and blighted grain.
There is more peace than terror;
There is more hope than fear;
There is more truth than error;
More rights than wrongs appear.
On the long road to glory
We climb more than we fall;
And by and large the story
Comes out right after all.

–(”From a Prayer Book”)

You may find this Time photo-essay striking. This brief photo-essay is also striking. (Hat-tip Kate McMillan at Small Dead Animals).

Finally, this essay (no photos) by Robert Sibley is worth reading:

I still see bodies falling. Standing at my hotel window, overlooking Ground Zero, it’s not hard to visualize the flaming towers and the bird-like figures of human bodies plummeting through the air. I especially remember a couple leaping hand in hand into emptiness. In their flapping clothes they looked like big clumsy birds, desperate to fly.

I’ll have more commentary on this essay in a subsequent post. For now, trust me, it’s not a maudlin thing.

Never Forget.

Video Games can Save Your Life

Saturday, March 11th, 2006

I recently learned something quite interesting about video games. Many young people have developed incredible hand, eye, and brain coordination in playing these games. The air force believes these kids will be our outstanding pilots should they fly our jets.

RONALD REAGAN, speech, Aug. 8, 1983

He was often a man who seemed a generation behind the times; yet, in a robust defense of the West against the USSR he was a generation ahead, just as he was in his views on video games.

What’s one thing [of many] men are unquestionably better at than women? Video games of course!

Today’s topic comes courtesy of StrategyPage, a well-respected internet clearinghouse for military-related news.

One of the problems troops encounter in Iraq is taking fire from insurgents. In particular, the gunner on any vehicle (manning a turret) is often the primary target. Disable or kill the gunner, and the vehicle’s firepower is radically reduced. As well as being not great for the gunner.

The solution has seemed obvious for many years: have a remote controlled turret and keep the gunner safe inside the vehicle. Yet many problems have bedeviled this solution, not least of which is the difficulty of providing a feasible camera/control interface that a soldier can readily and effectively use.

Not surprisingly it turns out that the videogame generation of young men who came of age in the 1990’s playing semi-realistic first person shooters is very adept at using the newest CROWS (common remotely operated weapons stations).

experienced video gamers are skilled at whipping that screen view around, and picking up any signs of danger. Iraqis are amazed at how observant CROWS is. Iraqis tend to just wrote this off as another example of American “magic.” But the troops know better. Video games can save your life.

Unfortunately, these are only being produced at roughly one tenth the desired rate. Let’s hope that changes.
What’s for the future? Well, judging by gaming…
mech-game