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Now that the cakewalk that was to be our invasion of Iraq is nearing
its third anniversary and the roses that were to be thrown at us have turned
into improvised explosive devices, it has become official — we are engaged
in a long war. Make that “The Long War.”
Donald Rumsfeld, in a statement before House’s Armed Services Committee,
acknowledged the re-branding of the conflict previously known as The Global
War on Terror. He told the assembled committee members that we are “nation
engaged in what will be a ‘long war.’” It’s a war that
will be the central security issue of our time and will transform the way we
defend our nation, he said.
The SecDef’s comments underlined a theme sounded by his Commander-in-Chief
in the recent State of the Union speech. George Bush, insinuating himself into
a pantheon of former presidents that included Roosevelt, Truman, Kennedy, and
Reagan, said, “our own generation is in a long war against a determined
enemy.”
So much for setting a timetable for an American withdrawal from Iraq, or Afghanistan
for that matter. When other recent remarks from multi-starred generals referring
to a long war that could last ten to twenty years are taken in to account, it’s
clear that we have achieved George Orwell’s state of perpetual war.
The administration’s depiction of our conflict in Iraq as an open-ended
struggle with ever-shifting enemies is another of its deviously brilliant bits
of PR chicanery. The adoption of a simple phrase — The Long War —
eliminates expectations that there will be an end to the needless deaths of
Americans, Iraqis, and Afghanis any time soon. War in distant, dusty places
will become a mundane feature of American life just like higher gas prices,
warrant less electronic surveillance, and curtailed civil liberties.
Five, ten, twenty years from now when the last American soldier has long been
airlifted out of Iraq and someone says, “Tell me again, why are we fighting
in Uzbekistan (or Kazakhstan or name your own favorite ‘stan),”
the answer will come back, “Don’t you remember? We’re in a
Long War against the terrorists who attacked us on Nine-Eleven.”
It is a particular stroke of genius to characterize this Long War as one waged
against the nebulous foe of terrorism. With Communism, the last big bogeyman
to feed our national nightmares, there was a well-defined dogma to identify
who was a Communist and who was not. The problem, however, was that after the
fall of the Soviet Union and the liberation of Eastern Europe, there weren’t
a lot of Communists left over to get hysterical about. Sure, there was still
Castro in Cuba and the Chinese. But Castro alone is hardly worth $400 billion
in defense spending, and we’ve come to rely on the Chinese to make all
the consumer goods Americans used to make.
Terrorism makes a much better bête noire because it’s a vaguer
appellation. The terrorist label can be hung on, well, just about anyone. Terrorists
can be desperate men armed with box cutters who fly airplanes into tall buildings.
Or they can be radical Moslems who live in caves in Afghanistan. Or they can
be Quaker peace groups who conspire to conduct candlelight vigils on village
greens or nuns who attack ICBMs with ball peen hammers to demonstrate opposition
to an illegal war or VA nurses so upset at the federal government they are moved
to write angry letters to newspaper editors.
Soon, thanks to the creative wordsmiths in Boy George’s lawyer pool,
terrorism will come to mean any expression against the established order, whether
that expression is a car bomb or outraged e-mail to a like-minded friend.
This concept of terrorism is a self-fulfilling one. Wherever we go in search
of terrorists, we are sure to find them. If they’re not present when we
arrive, they will inevitably appear once American soldiers, in the name of advancing
freedom, have kicked in enough doors, recklessly shot enough innocent civilians,
and hauled away enough fathers and cousins and friends for questioning (read
torturing). When outraged locals begin retaliating with roadside bombs, our
leaders will tell us, “See we told you there were terrorists in (insert
name of country here). It just took us some time to create them.”
“A Long War” and “Global Terrorism” are malleable
phrases that can be applied to any situation in which a local populace seeks
redress against the international organizations and multi-national corporations
that control the levers of the world economy. They are equally applicable to
turban wearing tribesman living in regions known only to readers of National
Geographic or a neighbor who checked out the wrong book from the library. As
this “Long War” progresses and the definition of terrorist becomes
stretched far enough, who knows whom the FBI thugs will come for next.
Hold on a sec, I think I hear a knock at the door.
David Martin - damrtn48@ntplx.net