Friday, November 30, 2012

LAW OF UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCES ECHO IN U.N



INTERNATIONAL COMMUNITY MAKES POWERFUL STATEMENT
The Palestinian Authority President, Mahmoud Abbas, center, was congratulated
by Turkey’s foreign minister, Ahmet Davutoglu.
(Photo courtesy of NY Times)



(Friday November 30, 2012, New York, NY)  Exactly 65 years after the day in 1947 that the United Nations voted for the “Partition Plan”, formally known as United Nations General Assembly Resolution 181: "Plan of Partition with Economic Union" which was intended to release the region known as “The Holy Land” or “Palestine” from the British Mandate that had overseen (effectively governed) the region since the League of Nations adopted the Balfour Declaration that was implemented in 1923, the UN General Assembly (UNGA) voted to officially recognize the State of Palestine. While many regard this as nothing more than a “meaningless, symbolic gesture”, it has a far more profound significance.

Since the time of the initial British Mandate in 1917, neither the Jewish or Palestinian people were pleased with the arrangement and, as the community of sovereign nations has witnessed time and time again, the concept of a “Two State Solution”, one Palestinian, the other Israeli, has remained just that - a concept, a painfully elusive concept that has taken an unknown number of lives, kept the entire Middle East region captive to the perpetual Arab/Israeli conflict in Israel; fomented violence, terrorism, and created a seemingly intractable scenario with Israel keeping the Palestinians under iron-fisted oppression and, arguably “occupation” for generations.  Whether yesterday’s historic vote is just a symbolic gesture or a real, concrete “first step” towards an ultimate mutually agreeable solution remains to be seen.

That this vote occurred so soon after the latest military engagement between the Israeli Defense Forces (IDF) and the militant faction, Hamas, who launched long range missiles from their base in The Gaza Strip into Israeli cities, is no coincidence.  That it transpired on the annually observed International Day of Solidarity with the Palestinian People is just that – a coincidence.  It appears that this most recent flare up and violent exchange between IDF and Hamas was the proverbial “tipping point” that prompted the UNGA action. 

LAWS ARE LAWS: PROOF POSITIVE YESTERDAY

Before the existence of any laws made by man there existed a set of natural phenomenon, as immutable and pure as life itself.  It took thousands of years of observation, pondering, calculating and intense study and experimentation until some of these phenomenon could be codified in a body of laws.  The Laws of Nature contain within them the Laws of Physics and Thermodynamics. 

Some of the basic Laws of Physics are familiar.  Those simple statements we may have encountered in a high school science class that inform govern the mechanics and machinations of the known universe from the galactic scale to the sub atomic realm.  Sir Isaac Newton discovered the mathematical symmetry that is requisite of all physical laws  such as, “An object that is at rest will stay at rest unless an unbalanced force acts upon it” and “An object that is in motion will not change its velocity unless an unbalanced force acts upon it.”  Since the days of Newton a body of laws have been amassed that explain physical phenomenon such as motion, speed, velocity, entropy, energy and a host of related natural activity.

Man began to create, implement and enforce laws of his own construct since the dawn of civilized societies.  There were laws of religion that varied from tribe to tribe and lead to the development of organized religions.  Laws governing society, trade, banking, civil governance and criminality arose as man flourished.  The old Latin document, The Magna Carta, written in 1215, remains the bedrock of civil and criminal law in many western nations to this day.

Laws begot more laws; as societies became increasingly sophisticated and complex still more laws were more written and implemented.  While the Laws of Nature had always existed awaiting discovery, other laws were crafted out of ambiguous and often dubious whims of those in authority.  Some of the recently defined “laws” of Mans creation are informal but ring so true in our lives that we have elevated them into certainty.  Murphy’s Law is an example as is the Law of Unintended Consequences.  It appears whether one accepts that as truisms, one of the Laws of Unintended Consequences was proven in the cavernous UNGA chamber yesterday and Israel was its victim.

In a disturbingly cyclical pattern Israel has found itself unleashing the full might and fury of those it occupies.  A few crude missiles fired into Israel from Lebanon, The West Bank or Gaza, and hundreds of retaliatory airstrikes from the mighty Israeli Air Force reduce block after block of Palestinian homes and shops to smoldering rubble usually, if not always, claiming the lives of unknown innocent lives of Palestinian men, women, children the elderly and infirm.  The brutal disproportionality of the “Israeli response” is so obvious and grossly inconsistent with International Law that it appears, finally, the world community has mustered the resolve to make a loud and clear statement, “Enough.”  For Israel the Law of Unintended Consequences has boomeranged home. 

THE WORN AND FLIMSY ISRAELI TRUMP CARD

Israel is unaccustomed to such a strong rebuke.  They have operated with callous, malicious impunity outside the confines of International Law as the ungrateful beneficiary of the largess, sympathy and inexplicably unshakable allegiance of the United States.  No matter the cause or atrocity, despite all the subsequent UN resolutions passed since Resolution 181, Israel has existed comfortably behind the protection and influence of the United States.    And as every country, politician , world leader, head of state, observer, journalist or intellectual has painfully learned, to cross Israel, to in any way, shape or form criticize the Israeli governments and practices is to not only invite strong often ugly retaliation but also to automatically be branded as “Anti-Semitic.”  The unreasonable, vociferous almost pathological reaction by each and every Israeli Administration is finally becoming apparent for its transparency, disingenuousness, and moral inconsistency.

There is a glaring morbid irony inherent in the Israeli policies and practices towards the Palestinians for the last 65 years.  One could reasonably think that a people that have themselves endured atrocities and genocide on a massive scale would be the most sensitive to the plight of other beleaguered people.  There is no denying that the Jewish people did face virtual extinction during the reign of the Nazi regime from 1939 until the end of World War II in Europe in 1945.  The “Holocaust” remains one of the darkest chapters of pure evil in the annals of history.  Having been the innocent victims of an almost demonically inspired “Final Solution” to eradicate them from the lands within Hitler’s maniacal reach, does not give them license now to occupy, oppress, and hold hostage an equally beleaguered People.  To constantly invoke their tragic history as justification for their aggressive apartheid policies not only diminishes their own painful past but has become irrelevant to the issues that demand resolutions today.  The Jewish state and the Zionist Movement have done more to exploit their own past than any other religion and people. 

Israel has used the brutal episodes in Jewish history as the rationale, the actual reason for their behavior.  Yes, other Middle East countries have, at one time or another, gone to war with Israel, many deny her right to exist to this day.  But, as the years have melded into decades and generations of Palestinians have grown up in deplorable conditions, Israel has become a formidable military power with a nuclear capability which they adamantly refuse to admit to.  They are no longer in any danger of “extinction”; never again will a country of coalition of hostile neighbors decide to square off against the highly trained, superiorly armed IDF.  So pulling out the tattered and torn trump card of the Holocaust is a bogus ploy that most Jews should find offensive if not insulting and demeaning to the relatives they lost to the horrors of notorious places such as Dachau, Auschwitz-Birkenau, Buchenwald, and all the other hideous facilities built and operated by the Nazi’s at which they could achieve their diabolical aim.

TIME WILL TELL

The world will watch and wait anxiously to see what happens next in that hotly contested, ancient land so infused with history, religions, and far too much spilled blood.  Early indications are that Israel will continue to be belligerently petulant and, as a result of yesterday’s UNGA vote quickly approved the expansion of “settlements” in the West Bank.  Not only is this far removed from any sign of what the community of nations proclaimed loudly and clearly, but also demonstrates their recalcitrance towards conciliation and desire to work in furtherance of their oft stated but never achieved goal of a “Two State Solution.”

But, the world is watching perhaps as never before.  Israel is poised at a junction although she may fail to realize this new harsh fact.  She has choices to make that transcend her domestic politics, shine a new high wattage light on her actions, and place the onus squarely on the shoulders of her leaders.

Perhaps the world will be relieved and pleasantly surprised when Israel matures under the scrutiny of the wider world and takes earnest, tangible efforts in the rocky direction of the long sought Two State Solution.  The world can only watch and pray.  The Palestinians can celebrate again tonight buoyed by the fact that finally the United Nations has heard their anguished cries.  But, time will tell. 

TAGS: UNITED NATIONS GENERAL ASSEMBLY VOTE RECOGNIZING PALESTINE, UNGA RESOLUTION 181, TWO STATE SOLUTION, SUPPORT FOR PALESTINIANS, ISRAELI OPPRESSION, GAZA STRIP, WEST BANK, DISPROPORTIONAL IDF RESPONSE

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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

SOMEBODY ASKED A QUESTION



A QUESTION EVERYONE IS LIKELY TO ASK AT SOME TIME




Somebody somewhere asked a question.  There is probably another somebody asking that very same question at this moment.  It is a question asked looking pleadingly into eyes just as lost as those of the asker, just as anguished and puzzled, confused and frightened.

Sometimes the question is asked to walls, floors or ceilings in dimly lit hospital rooms where the measure of a life hanging in the balance is marked by the cadence of the machinery of modern medicine.  The question has been asked angrily looking through tears into a starry night, or humbly in a chapel cast in shadows with the flickering flames of hundreds of votive candles arrayed at the base of statues of unfamiliar saints dancing on cold stone walls, empty wooden pews and what feels like an empty chamber mockingly devoid of any sign of Divinity. The acoustics of an empty place of worship are such that each stifled sob, each muttered prayer, each sniffle and swipe of a tissue to clear tears from the cheeks annoyingly echoes as if the grief that brought the asker to that place is inappropriate. 

It has been asked by a Mom sitting alone on the empty bed where her child once slept; slept before some demonic disease possessed her and took her away.  It has been asked by a Dad pacing in the harsh fluorescent light of an emergency waiting room as his wife fights for life just feet away.  It has been asked while gazing unseeingly at a gravestone marking the small plot of earth where a loved one was interred. 

It is a question as old as mankind, as primal; primitive even, as are the forces of nature that compel it.  It is question that has been asked of every deity, every god or source of worship by people of every race, creed, faith and belief.  It is a universal question but most sincerely asked solitarily. 

It is a question born in that ill-defined yet distinctly human organ where heart and soul share a blood supply; where the arteries coursing with raw, unbridled emotions have been oxygenated with the corpuscles of love so strong, so deep, so elemental that it threatens the life of the asker. 

It is an incongruously simple question, a succinct, almost too small a plea for as answer so large, so beyond reach, so elusive and cruelly unattainable.  It is that one word question that can be asked from the strain of heart clenching, soul wrenching bitterness and despair that is the sole accompanier of death.  It is, of course, “Why”?

*****     *****

This simple question is asked of relatives and friends; of Priests, Rabbis, Imams, Shamans, Pastors, Preachers, doctors, and Mullahs.  But the question being asked of Another, of someone or something that we cannot begin to approach directly in our unvarnished pain, anger and anguish.  The Christian is probably asking it of God or Jesus Christ.  The Jew is posing the question to Yahweh, Jehovah or He who is yet to come.  The Muslim asks Allah, Ahura Mazda or Allah Baha’i.  Hindus may ask Brahma, Vishnu or Shiva.  Others ask it of an Ultimate Reality or a Force, a Life Spirit, Prime Mover, Supreme Being, or Alpha and Omega.  Still there are those who don’t beg the question to a Deity just some ephemeral, ill-defined Higher Power.  The universality of humans innate need to believe in something “Other”, something “Greater”, something responsible for all that there is in the universe is either proof that our brains are merely hardwired for the “concept” of a God or that a Divine Entity does in fact exist.  Either way, we ask the “why?” because there HAS TO BE  a reason, right?  What sadistic cosmic thread could weave such a vicious trail through time and ultimately snag my child, my wife, my husband?   

Our need to know and understand all that transpires in the often jagged contours of our lives is more than a utilitarian artifact of possessing such a sophisticated brain.  Neurons, axons, neurochemicals, synaptic activity and Nano sparks of electricity have allowed us to conquer nature, understand the cosmos, develop civilizations, cultures, societies, art in all its creative forms and live longer than even those just two generations over our shoulder.  The mighty human brain has produced, inspired, made, manufactured, constructed, invented, cured and put us at the apparent apogee of life on Earth.  Yet, for all that, despite all we know and can do we remain insignificant and infantile in our pain and ignorance.

*****     *****

We can be humble in our pain, rendered every state from anger to puzzlement by our ignorance.  All we are left with in our darkest times is the question and, expecting an answer, a moment of clarity that strikes the Soul like a bullet made of the most brilliant diamond and, at some point, begrudgingly, defeated, or just bone weary,  we realize it is not to be. 

But there is an answer.  It is not the answer we seek, we need to make the wretchedly pointless somehow more acceptable but, it is an answer.  It comes from within the Articles of Faith.  Faith, that other mysterious phenomenon, that hybrid core between superstition and Belief the circuitry of which we seem to be born with.  But Faith is not just another defining attribute of the human brain; it is not just one more capacity of our large frontal lobes nor is it knowledge acquired as are the stale facts of history.  It transcends knowledge as it does doubt.  It provides solace and comfort while requiring the expenditure of what may be just vapors of fuel in the tanks of emotional reserve.  Faith.

Perhaps we’ll lose some here; maybe this is the juncture that separates some of us from others.  Just as it has been said that “There are no atheists in foxholes”, that folks look for Divine Intervention in times of peril than so too is it that there are few atheists in mourning.  No.  Despite the fact that they may have adhered to and professed allegiance to an atheistic or agnostic practical worldview for most of their lives, when death visits and takes what is theirs they find faith as something to which their anger can be directed.  They ask the question as does everyone at some time or another but they ask it mockingly, snidely, with a sneer cursing a God they’d never believed in or cared to.  That is a lonely place.  As the old Jesuit axiom advises, “It’s better to believe than not.  If there is no God, well, nothing has really been lost.  But, if there is a God and you did not believe, you might wind up wishing you had.”    This may sound like a cheap advertisement for some cheap generic faith; maybe that is really all that is needed.  After all, who doesn’t want their Sunday’s free for leisure, to conduct their lives as they see fit, to be intellectually superior to those who may be foolish enough to have Faith and, ^^^gulp^^^ actually believe there is something more to all of this, that our lives are not for naught, that there is so much more than meets the eye or can be grasped by the mind?

 Faith: the belief in the unseen, the unknown, the unknowable.  Faith that someone or something is watching, listening and caring about us.  Faith demands reciprocity.  If we believe that God watches over us and hears our prayers, then we must behave in accordance with a certain set of principles be they codified in the Torah, Koran or Bible or any similar sacred text.  We are supposed to worship and honor our Creator, get in good favor with Him or Her so, when we find ourselves in times of trouble we can kneel before our God and ask a favor, ask for forgiveness, mercy, relief from pain or anything else we deem worthy of Divine Intervention.  Faith, despite its reciprocal component is essentially a one way street, an “all or nothing” proposition.  Since faith is blind, we have no way of “knowing” in temporal or conclusive terms that God exists, we just have to believe.  That’s it, no ifs, ands or buts.  Faith can be our anchor in a roiling sea or a bastard notion we care not to associate with all the time, if ever. 

*****     *****

Faith has a counterpart, of a sort, a force as intangible yet felt when present; a pull akin to gravity that bonds people immutably.  That force is Love.  Love, in a manner is Faith personified.  We’re talking that strain of Love that cannot be defined or constrained within the confining boundaries of romance.  No; we address the Love that allows another, with ease and peace, to sacrifice their own life for one they love.  It is the Love a Mother has for a child, a child for one he or she trusts, for a person whose absence would ever so slightly alter the axis and orbital tilt of our world.

Many, many years ago while the first Irish-Catholic President was residing in the White House a young boy asked his Dad a question.  These were the days when Cops directed traffic in dress blues donning white gloves at the intersections in front of Catholic churches throughout the Boroughs on Sunday mornings.  The young boy held his Dad’s hand, both of them freshly bathed and scrubbed and wearing their Sunday best.  They were both hungry from having fasted since going to Confession the night before and abstaining with the intent of receiving Holy Communion the next morning at Mass.

The boy had been troubled throughout most of the previous week.  Every morning as he and his siblings dressed for school the old Zenith radio broadcast the NYC on-air institution with the host John Gambling, known as “Rambling with Gambling” on WOR-AM.  This was the same station that would air “Bob and Ray” on Friday evenings.
The young boy was curious why all the songs he heard playing through the static and city noise in the street below all seemed to be about love.  So, with the gentle familiar scents of Aqua Velva and an El Producto cigar wafting by the boy’s nose, he stood with his Dad waiting to cross the street and asked, “Dad, why are so many songs about love?”  His Dad paused just long enough for a puff on that fragrant cigar and replied, “Because that is all there really is.  That is the most important thing in our lives.”

So two of the most essential human elements, a pair of forces that defy logic and reason and have both a “blind” feature to them is what we are left with when we ask the question. 

There is an answer but no one really wants to hear it.  It seems far too perverse, cruel, even, for the answer to be so trite.  The answer coming from the Great Beyond, from that omnipotent Prime Mover is “Why not?”  That is it, that’s all He’s got to say about it.  After all, as so many of us grew up being taught, He has a Plan, a Divine Plan for each of us and a Big Picture we are each a part of but we are not allowed to know the particulars.  Yes, we are actors in in a millennia long running drama, part tragedy, part comedy, often absurd, ironic, frustrating and quite apparently without rhyme or reason.  Faith requires us to believe this; not just give lip service to it but to believe it in our hearts, even when they are fractured by grief, cold with bitterness, and beating with a subdued fury at the unfairness of it all. 

Faith is the only force in the universe that permits that almost insulting, callous answer to make sense.  Well, maybe not sense.  But, Faith puts the question in perspective after whatever heartache that drew the “why” question from the hollows of our bleeding souls cast us adrift into an abyss of insufferable pain where there exists no light or perspective.

Faith can serve as a rudder for the Soul and Love a rudder for the Heart, that metaphorical but oh so real heart not that pulsating lump of myocardial tissue.  The Soul is also a metaphoric designation for our essence or spirit, that which makes us “us”.  Metaphors aside, the inability to anatomically locate our Heart and Soul is no more proof that they don’t exist as is the absence of evidence proof of evidence of absence.  We all acknowledge, at least on some level, that there is something more to us, in us than the complex and wondrous collection of cells, organs, systems and the magic of life they orchestrate collectively. Some, reluctant to even consider the notion of Heart and Soul are likely to ascribe all things “humans” as products of the Mind; another of these intangible constituent elements.  The brain/mind conundrum is as old as science, religion and philosophy yet still remains a tantalizingly elusive as yet unanswerable not amicable to yielding it secrets to modern medical science despite the monumental multidisciplinary studies.

But, we digress.  That is alright.  We’re discussing some pretty heady stuff here and if we find ourselves wandering off on tangents or walking around in metaphysical circles, so be it.  Actually, it could really be no other way.  Faith, Love, Soul, Heart; mind/brain:  Why and why not?  Still we are not too far afield from where we began.   After all, we began with somebody asking a question and come across a few of our own.  It is human nature to be inquisitive, to seek understanding, explanation, to know.  And now we find that two of the primal forces that guide our lives, Faith and Love pose more questions than answers; that our Heart and Soul are part of this mystical nexus where raw emotion become infused with the oxygen of passion, the basest of feelings exchange the spiritual detritus of sorrow and loss with the corpuscles carrying gracious solace and perhaps acceptance. 

Just as the physiologic processes silently at work conducting all the arduous metabolic activity, the myriad gaseous and chemical exchanges, the host of specialized organs functioning in concert to keep us alive and well do so to maintain the state of homeostasis so too that nexus of Faith and Love, Heart and Soul engage in their own complex dynamic towards the goal of achieving another homeostatic condition; one where we haven’t the burden of a troubled mind, heavy heart, and soul sickness that makes us cry out in anger and in pain, “Why”? 

Why not?

For all the misery and sorrow that can accompany a life it would all be for naught, it would be absolute cosmic cruelty if not for Faith and Love.  Our pain would not be searing if not for Love, our cries not simply lost in the howling tempest of grief and despair if not for Faith. Faith and Love are worth it all and without them we are truly as fragile tumbleweeds exposed to the whims of the wind.

 Copyright The Brooding Cynyx 2012 © All Rights Reserved

Sunday, November 11, 2012

VETERAN’S DAY EBBS IN NATION’S CONSCIENCE



UNSHARED SACRIFICES LESSEN RELEVANCE










Generational shift in demographics of Military Veterans reflects profound changes
in society since Viet Nam Era


(Sunday, November 11, 2012 – NYC)  Today Military Veterans and active duty troops marched up Fifth Avenue as an enthusiastic yet relatively small crowd lined the parade route waving American Flags, holding up handmade signs thanking all those who served, and photographs; some in black and white, others in color, pictures of their relatives who died in the service of their Country.  While the number of New Yorkers and tourists who watched as the vets and troops marched proudly in cadence uptown did not rival the numbers who annually view the St. Patrick’s Day, Columbus Day, or Thanksgiving Day Parades, they represented the diminishing yet loyal number of Americans for whom this federal holiday holds personal and often painfully emotional meaning.

Since the birth of our Nation, itself a product of a war with England for Independence, we have had virtually one form or another of a “conscripted Army”.  In 1917 Congress enacted the Selective Service Administration (SSA) which became the authority by which men between the ages of 21 through 34 could be drafted to serve in World War I.  Until 1973 there was an uninterrupted draft requiring mandatory military service of all able bodied men of a certain age.  This imparted a certain sense of cohesion, a common experience and measure of sacrifice born by all young men in almost all American families.  Once that commonality of military service vanished from the landscape, a fissure opened that continued to widen, dividing American families in profound ways.  It was arguably the first of what would eventually become many great “divides” in society that have increased in number and depth to this day.

MILITARY EXPERIENCE: PART OF THE FABRIC OF SOCIETY

Until President Richard Nixon instituted the “19 year old draft” and subsequently the “random selection” lottery system both in 1969 as the raging, bloody war in Viet Nam was becoming increasingly unpopular with the American people and particularly among those of “draft age”, the overwhelming majority of men served some time in one of the branches of the military.  Prior to Nixon’s actions having "been in the service” was one common element shared by young men from every background, socioeconomic strata of society, region and nationality.  This was one common denominator that gave society a bonding element since almost every family throughout the land knew what it meant to have a loved one serve.  Men who would go on to be doctor, lawyers, judges, bankers or businessmen or truck drivers, police officers, coal miners, laborers, contractors, teachers, cooks and everything in between could communicate with each other in a certain personal way made possible by their shared Military experiences.  Branch of Service, duty station, rank at discharge were but minor differences between them; it was what they had each commonly been through that provided them the ability to relate to and interact with one another that ceased to exist after 1973 and the dissolution of the SSA.

THE FABRIC OF DUTY, HONOR, COUNTRY

Until very recently in our history, a draft eligible young man was considered as unpatriotic at best, a coward or un-American at worst, to shirk his duty by attempting to avoid serving.  So fundamental to the American Spirit was this obligation that men who could have avoided service were compelled to perform their “duty”.  John F. Kennedy, the Harvard educated son of billionaire tycoon and former Ambassador to Great Britain, Joseph P. Kennedy, enlisted in the Navy and served with valor on the PT-109 sustaining a lifelong injury after his small wooden craft was rammed by a Japanese Naval vessel.  Another of the many “Yankee Blue Bloods” who served was George H. W. Bush, another Ivy League educated scion of a powerful political family and the son of a US Senator.  Bush left Yale University, became a Navy Pilot and was shot down over the Japanese-held atoll, Tichi Jima, in the South pacific and was forced to parachute into the sea after his plane sustained fatal damage after he completed his bombing run.  The brainy black and white footage of the young future President being pulled from the sea to the safety of a submarine deck became a campaign staple during his ill-fated campaign for a second term against a “draft dodging” Bill Clinton in 1992. 

From the wealthiest of dynasties to the most anonymous, poorest clans, young men served because it was simply the right thing to do.  This was, of course, before our government lied to us, deceived us in many unforgivable ways on matters of life and death regarding our youth in uniform.  Until that reckoning the thought of “not serving” when your time came was so abhorrent, so alien a concept that it was barely spoken of even between the closest of brothers, the best of friends.  Everyone knew that at some time their time would come and off they’d go.  Be they famous professional athletes or Hollywood stars, they served when called because to not do so would forever tarnish their image in the minds of their fellow citizens.  But, the matter of “image” aside, each of them served, some in lethal combat missions with many very notable men voluntarily enlisting in WWII, Korea and some in Viet Nam.

Many served in times of peace but that did not detract from the respect they earned by having served.  Americans of a certain age can recall icons of their day being inducted.  Some can recall the furor caused by the young Heavyweight Champion of the World, an articulate, graceful athlete blessed with superb skills, a 1960 Olympic Gold Medalist from Louisville Kentucky who changed his given name of Cassius Clay to his Muslim name, Muhammad Ali, after he converted to Islam in 1964.  When he received his draft notice in 1967 he refused to be inducted famously stating that “Ain’t no Viet Cong ever called me Nigger”.  He was stripped of his Title belts, banned from boxing at the height of his career for 5 years and initially served a brief time in jail because of his refusal to serve.    No, in the America of that day to refuse to serve was a federal offense.

Juxtapose the respect the American public expressed when NFL All Pro player, Pat Tillman of the Arizona Cardinals quit his multimillion dollar contract to enlist in the Army after the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001.  Pat joined his brother as an Army Ranger and died in combat operations in Afghanistan.  In a sense Muhammad Ali was "ahead" of his time while Pat Tillman represented something of a "throwback" to a distant era.

CONSCIENTIOUS OBJECTORS

Aside from some physical, medical or mental condition that exempted a draftee from serving, there was always another recognized and widely accepted reason for not serving at that was to claim the status of a “conscientious objector”.  Typically those readily granted this status were members of well-established religious denominations the very tenets of which forbade them to engage in military conflict.  Some came from strict doctrines such as Quakers, Shakers and The Amish while other sects were well known “pacifists” such as Mennonites, Orthodox Jews, Jehovah’s Witness’ and Mormons*. The government, sometimes begrudgingly, accepted the fact that there were those young men among the population who simply could not serve on moral, ethical and religious grounds.   Certainly, there were some who mocked these young men, their religions and traditions but, in a nation founded on the bedrock principal of “Freedom of Religion” could no more force such young men into the service as they could impose a national faith.

There is no shame in being an avowed pacifist.  It took a good reserve of courage and personal fortitude for those who truly could not in their hearts and minds justify going into military service and perhaps find themselves in the position of having to take another human life in battle.  Many of these young men did, however, serve as medics and other "non-front line posts". However, given the pervasive sense of accepting military service for most of this young Nation's history, there was always an element of controversy that was difficult for some to understand.

THE DIVIDE BEGINS: COLLEGE DEFERMENTS AND RARE NATIONAL GUARD SLOTS

Until the election of Bill Clinton to the Presidency military service was almost as much a prerequisite as was any other single factor.   Actually, it was difficult to run for public office on any level without having been a military veteran.  So deeply embedded in society for generations were the concepts of Duty, Honor and Courage, that if the military ticket was not punched there was not much a candidate could do to gain the votes or acceptance acceptance of his (and until the 1960’s electoral politics was almost a purely male domain) intended constituency. 

Certain members of the draft eligible population were granted deferments for various reasons.  Professions such as medical doctors were commonly granted deferments, (although thousands of physicians served) as were most full time college students, Seminary, Rabbinical and other religious schools as well as some of those considered “vital” to the war effort on the homfront and could be of most service remaining home working as farmers, ranchers and some skilled tradesmen.  Not all these deferments were granted automatically and, as the Viet Nam war devolved into a difficult to understand quagmire, more and more young men sought deferments.  University and college enrollments skyrocketed as did the ranks of those young men suddenly “called” to the Seminary or Yeshiva.

Essentially, college deferments were viable options for those who had come from the financial means to afford a college education.  This was the beginning of the socioeconomic divide that would, by 1972 have the conflict in Viet Nam come to be known as “The Poor Man’s War”. Deferments had historically been a series of conditional classifications by which a draftee could be permanently exempted or granted short term relief from having to serve.  These were not “one time deals”.  Short term deferments could be granted consecutively year after year after year for those able to qualify.  Arguably, the very nature of deferments was the beginning of one of the huge cultural divides we see today; those eligible for deferments were very different from those who were not and the defining difference was class, finances, and the social pecking order.

To no ones surprise, in short order, this system became widely taken advantage of, abused in some respects, as draft eligible boys who came from families with the financial means to afford a college education began enrolling in droves.  Colleges and universities saw unprecedented enrollment numbers thanks to the draft.  So, for whatever reason you claimed to not want to go in the military, all you needed to do if you could afford it was jump into college. 

By the height of the war in Viet Nam and the widespread grassroots anti-war movement evolving on college campuses from coast to coast, for the first time in our history we saw a profound alteration in the demographics of our military. This dramatic change in the composition of our fighting force was so pronounced that by 1970 87% of the boys fighting, being maimed and killed in Viet Nam came from the lowest socioeconomic strata of our society.  Those college grads who did wind up serving in the military went in as “commissioned officers” who served primarily in “non-combat zones” and those who did serve in combat had an astonishingly 79% better chance of not being wounded or killed than did a regular Army or Marine in the field.    The equitable shared burden of military service was fading into oblivion as the troops fighting came from the poorest urban and rural communities with a disproportionate number of African American boys among the ranks.  This is a well-documented fact.

Of course, an alternative to direct deferments were the scarce and highly coveted open slots in the National Guard, particularly the Air National Guard.  The National Guard quickly became the respectable refuge for the sons of privilege and politicians as well as the moneyed class with influence.  Often this option was exercised more for the benefit of a powerful, famous political father than merely for the benefit of keeping his son out of “harm’s way”.  Around 1969-1970 then Texas Congressman George H.W. Bush pulled every available string he could to secure a rare position in the Texas Air National Guard for his hapless son, George W. Bush.  George Senior’s Father, Prescott Bush, was a Senator from Connecticut when his son joined the Navy during WWII so, most definitely, the times they were a changin’.  While guys like George W, Bush and Dan Quayle were securing the skies over Texas and Alabama, guys from the South Bronx, the South side of Chicago, the hills and hollers of Appalachia, the Mississippi/Arkansas delta region and other lowly places across the land were dying in Viet Nam.  We were approaching what would soon become the 1% Doctrine. 

Service in the Guard cloaked the likes of George W, Dan Quayle and THEIR PEERS with the respectability of having “served”, of fulfilling their patriotic duty, while virtually guaranteeing they would never spend a minute in combat and would leave the service without so much as a case of athlete’s foot.  Nixon ended the draft for good in 1973 and that was the beginning of our “all volunteer military”.  The concept of shared responsibility and the bonds that came from the commonality of military experience among men of all walks of life was gone.

Just recently we’ve seen the results of having elected officials vested with the authority to send our boys and girls off to fight for whatever “interests” they perceive worthy.  The Air Guard Pilot George W. and Dick Cheney – 5 college deferments, began a preemptive war of choice in Iraq with the callous ease of men who have never experienced the horrors of combat. We have never before engaged in such a war and we have never had a “chain of command” so devoid of actual personal military experience.  Even Bush Sr., a combat veteran wrestled mightily with sending our troops into Kuwait at the behest of the Saudi’s after Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait and cast his gaze on the riches of the Saudi oil fields.  When he decided to send troops he did so with overwhelming force, a clearly defined mission and an established exit strategy.  Only a military man would think so responsibly.  Cheney and his Messianic puppet George W. were surrounded by a cadre of multiple-deferment neo-cons more intoxicated by power and ideology than tempered by experience and judgment.

THE GROWTH AND PROLIFERATION OF DIVISIONS

The advent of the all-volunteer military was one of the first artificial but intentional divides that continue to reverberate in America to this very day.  As the ranks of our Armed Forces became populated by young men and women for whom the military was the only available option for betterment, it quickly became evident that these young people were coming in overwhelming numbers from the low and lowest socioeconomic strata.  Some enlisted for noble reasons, to continue established and honored family tradition and for the pure desire to serve their country.  Many others enlisted to take advantage of the ever increasingly attractive educational and financial incentives for enlistment.  The National Guard also became a viable option for young people seeking funding for a higher education for what had typically been a “low risk, high reward” proposition.  Unfortunately, many of these Guardsmen and women as well as Reservists from all branches of the military would soon learn the painful lesson that there was indeed a price to pay, an obligation to fulfill; some of who paid with their limbs, minds, and lives.  The all voluntary military simply did not provide the troop levels needed when our country found ourselves engaged in two far flung, long term military engagements.

THE 1% DOCTRINE

As the percentage of American families with a member on active duty in the military shrunk to a mere fraction of 1% of our total population, the sacrifices became not only inequitably distributed but largely confined to those with direct involvement.  The fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan became just so much background noise and back page news to the majority of the population.  Military families were forced to endure the trials and stresses of multiple deployments and many came to be intimately acquainted with the human, personal costs of battle, combat and having experienced such brutality.

Just this past Tuesday, November 6th, we witnessed the end of one of the most divisive, antagonistic, ideologically bitter Presidential elections in recent memory if not since the earliest days of this Republic.  Many of the arguments presented passionately from both major Parties were predicated overtly and covertly, subtlety and blatantly on exploiting divisions that already divide us socioeconomically, culturally, morally and in many other significant ways  among us or creating and fomenting new ones intended to deepen already wide fissures in the Country today.

The predominant, most fiercely contested of all the many issues that were called to attention during the long contentious campaign focused on what can generally be referred to as matters of “Class Warfare”.   “Us” against “Them”,  haves versus have nots, rich against poor, the working class pitted against the entrepreneurial class, with the oft spoken of and fought over but ever shrinking “middle class” essentially pawn-like spectators to many of the particulars of both Party Platforms.  Yes, our society is rife with divisions. 

Are all of these dividers directly related to the end of mandatory military service?  Probably not.  Has the inception of the all-volunteer military played a role in helping to create wedge issues and divisions among us that seep easily into all other political, policy and social matters?  Probably more than we realize.

As the highly respected CBS Anchorman who has covered many wars during his storied journalistic career,” The Iraq war was fought by one-half of one percent of us.  And unless we were part of that small group or had a relative who was, we went about our lives as usual most of the time: no draft, no new taxes, no changes. Not so for the small group who fought the war and their families.”

And therein lays the crux of this matter discussed here on this Veteran’s Day. 

A nation that sends its youth to fight in wars owes to them and their families a tremendous debt that transcends gratitude, platitudes, parades and pageantry.  Since 2001 we have seen the growth of an entire generation of new veteran many of whom have survived injuries so horrific that if not for the sophisticated medical techniques and resources available today would have died a certain death just 20 years ago.  The loss of limbs, the sheer numbers and severity of traumatic brain injuries, burns, and the myriad other methods by which human bodies are ripped, torn, mutilated and destroyed on the modern battlefield, to say nothing of the last unseen and often undiagnosed ravages of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) demand our government maintain their side of the sacred oath and do everything possible to help these veterans and their families.  We do not need to create any additional divisions among us by disregarding our collective responsibility, our obligation to those who have served us in war and peace, as a draftee or enlistee, no matter when, where or how.

"America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves."

President Abraham Lincoln
      

TAGS: VETERAN’S DAY, VETERAN’S DAY 2012, SELECTIVE SERVICE ADMINISTRATION, THE MILITARY DRAFT, SHARED SACRIFICE, COMMON EXPERIENCE, CONSCRIPTED ARMY, VOLUNTEER ARMY, RICHARD NIXON, GEORGE H.W. BUSH, BILL CLINTON, DIVISIONS AMONG US, SOCIOECONOMIC DIVISIONS, HUMAN COST OF WAR, OBLIGATION TO VETERANS.



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