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I almost stopped writing this blog as the awful event in Orlando, Florida emerged in the news. I decided to push forward. Militarism is part of the complex web of problems that we need to address in our country. This blog addresses a piece of that and offers a small beginning of a solution.


It’s 1943. The allied invasion to wrest Italy from the grips of fascism is underway. Communist-led partisans have neutralized some of Mussolini’s minions. Germany has sent its troops to keep Italy in the fascist loop.

A Canadian infantryman encounters a German soldier who is in a sitting position in a goat hut. The infantryman hears words from the enemy combatant, at first inaudible, then clearer. The German wants vasser, water. He is wounded. Was it a rouse? What to do?

The Canadian’s head swirls with a rush of tangled thoughts. Should he whip the carbine off his back and finish what war has already done to this human being? His body shook with emotion. He slowly reaches for his canteen, chuck full of rum, and hands it to the German. In a short time, the wounds prove deadly.

Famed naturalist to-be Farley Mowat was that Canadian military man. After the war he would find himself in the far north of Canada where he would run with wolves and get to know and appreciate Inuit Native People culture. He would share with us those experiences with other beings on the tundra through many natural history books.

He had much time to reflect on his military experiences. Fortunately, he also shared the chaos and pathos of war through his little known book, And No Birds Sang.

Let’s go back even further in time. It’s March of 1780. A group of young men, mostly from the Gunntown area of the Naugatuck Valley, Connecticut, are sitting at the Whittemore Inn in Chusetown (Seymour). In the next hour they would be recruited by a secret British agent. Four days later, they would be the shock troops to raid the house of patriot Ebenezer Dayton of Bethany. They would terrorize the Dayton family and make off with a bevy of stolen goods.

The most gung-ho, to use the modern phrase, of this motley gang was the cousins, David and Henry Wooster. Along their escape route, they participated in the kidnapping of a young colonial, Chauncey Judd, who was from a patriotic family. Both cousins were from rabid loyalist families. It would be the irony.

When the Tory gang reaches the banks of the Long Meadow Brook in Gunntown, the British agent decided to kill their captive. But lo, wait; it was none other than the Wooster boys who literally put their bodies in front of the Queen’s gun. They successfully stayed the execution of the young colonial. Their humanity, in spite of their distain for the Judd family and the revolutionary movement, burst forth.

History is replete with stories, like the two above, where the courage to do the right thing bubbles to the surface amid the chaos of war and civil strife. The one I am about to relate is not one of them.

It’s February 25, 1969, Thanh Phong, Vietnam. Navy Seals are on the hunt for a Viet Cong leader. They encounter a hut occupied by three young children and their grandparents. The Seals kill them all using knives so as not to give away their position. More civilians were killed in the main village including 13 children and a pregnant woman.

The leader of this wanton killing spree was Bob Kerrey. The report would read 21 Vietcong were killed. It was a completely false report. Kerrey would be awarded a Bronze Star and the Congressional Medal of Honor. He would, in part, bounce off his participation in the U.S. War in Vietnam to become Governor of Nebraska and a U.S. Senator, now retired.

Kerrey did not divulge this atrocity until a media report was about to do so in 2001. He claimed no direct participation in the killing. That also was a lie. Two members of the Seal team revealed he was directly involved in the killing of a grandfather. Kerrey also gave the order to kill the civilians in the larger village. A survivor, Bui Thi Luom, has corroborated their entire account (NYTimes 6/3/16).

Some say this was different. It was a time of war. The Seals had very little time. They were following orders. All these excuses were debunked during the Nuremberg trails ( after World War II. Nazi leaders, as well as guards of concentration camps, were sent to prison or worse. They are still being hunted down and as are those who were involved in atrocities in Serbia, Ivory Coast, and elsewhere.

There’s more. To my knowledge Navy Seals were not drafted. They volunteered. Now Bob Kerrey has been appointed Chairman of the board of Fulbright University, Vietnam. Unconscionable? That is to say the least.

Like Lieutenant Calley of the infamous My Lai massacre (, Vietnam, these killers are walking among us. While former Secretary of State Henry Kissinger and those of his Ilk, are culpable for the U.S. War in Vietnam, those in the field are as well. Officer’s expressions of moral injury should not let them get away with murder. Soldiers who genuinely need help with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and moral injury should get all the help they need to recover. That’s not what we are considering here.

There is an important connection to the present. For decades, George Bush Senior has been an advocate of putting the U.S. War in Vietnam behind us. He calls it the “Vietnam syndrome”, which is basically our peoples’ reluctance for military solutions at every turn. He wants a free hand for U.S. imperialism to run rough shod over countries that will not follow the dictates of the fossil fuel boys. Iraq War #1, Desert Storm, put this thesis to work. The other side of that coin is to protect killers from the past and to shield new ones being nurtured by the military.

To a certain extent, the Bushes et al have been successful. The peace movement has been mainly mute, as pictures of heads rolling off bodies have spooked young and old. The mass murders in Florida, Paris, and elsewhere have added to the paralysis. Meanwhile the civilian casualties of U.S. militarism in the Iraq, Syria, and Afghanistan also pile up enraging populations there, particularly young people.

If we can’t confront these skirmishes from past, with the Bob Kerrey case an example, how can we ever stop the madness now? Are we to leave the solutions to the Trumps of the world? That would be the path of xenophobia, racism, war, and genocide abroad and repression at home. Sound familiar? (More on this in Killers Among Us – Part II)

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be removed as chairman of the Fulbright University in Vietnam. He needs to have a fair trail with innocence presumed, as is our law. Let justice flow from there. We all need it.

Now we need the discussion to flow here. What are your thoughts?





Bruce Gagnon of the Global Network interviewed author Len Yannielli about his latest book, Moon Shadow Of War. Much of the discussion centered on the latest threat to world peace, the civil war in Syria, and the proposal by the Obama Administration to use cruise missiles against a sovereign state.

One look around the room revealed the lair of a disciple of doom. There were Titan missiles over here. Nike missiles were over there. Launch pads were everywhere. Yet no Dr. Strange Love was to be found. It was a male teenager’s room of the late 1950s and early 1960s. In fact, it was my bedroom.

Did I understand the death and destruction represented by those plastic models? No. I became interested in science since Captain Video and Tom Corbett and the Space Cadets of T.V. fame. My Mom picked up on my fascination with outer space. She bought me a small reflective telescope. The craters of the moon came into focus. I was hooked.

What I didn’t realize was that the technology of all this brought me in contact with weapons of mass destruction (WMDs). When the local hobby store made WMDs available via plastic model building kits, I immediately transitioned from model cars to missile mania.

I proudly kept those models into my mid-teens. In fact I would take girlfriends to see them. That might be the reason they were one and done dates. In any event, the missiles reclined on my bookcase ready for action. It’s one of the reasons why, when I heard a speaker, Mr. Warhorse for our purposes, get increasingly excited about the paraphernalia of war, I related.

But the relating ended right there. Having been made to study war during the U.S. War in Vietnam, I well knew the destructive and human toll of WMDs and war. Agent orange was used on the Vietnamese countryside to the tune of 20,000,000 gallons. It poisoned the environment and people in an area the size of Massachusetts.

Napalm, produced by DuPont Company, was used to terrorize and kill Vietnamese. Consequences were wide and horrible. These biological and chemical weapons were the WMDs of the period.

As for Mr. Warhorse, the author of a book on World War I veterans, he never even bothered to address the cause of the war. In fact he described battle scenes with enormous casualties with nary a sigh of indignation at those who initiated and ingratiated themselves during this nightmare. That the powers that be were re-dividing the world’s colonies and their resources never pursed his lips. Such is the captive power of the military industrial complex. It goes unquestioned by all too many.

Barbara Kingsolver, in High Tide In Tucson, addressed this topic with another example I could relate to easily. She visited a Titan missile site in Arizona that was made into a museum in the 1990s. In their heyday, these intercontinental ballistic missiles (ICBMs) had atomic warheads. Once in motion they traveled 15,000 miles per hour to bring death and destruction anywhere in the world. They encircled Tucson from 1962 to 1984 and other towns in the USA. The nuclear freeze movement, along with other world developments, rendered these giant WMDs obsolete.
Instructive here is the description Kingsolver details of the museum docent explaining the prowess of these giant killing machines and the reaction of the visitors. She wrote,

For years I have wondered how anyone could willingly compete in a hundred-yard dash toward oblivion, and I believe I caught sight of an answer in the Titan museum – in faces that lit up when they discussed targets and suspension systems and megatons. I saw it in the eyes and minds so enraptured with technology that they saw before them an engineering spectacle, not a machine designed for the sole purpose of reducing civilization to rubble.

Back to Mr. Warhorse. The author spoke of WWI and German machine gun bullets so powerful that one could enter and exit three “enemy” soldiers, if properly lined up. People in the audience oohed and aahed. The fascination with the tools of war somehow gets separated from the reality, whether bullets or atomic bombs. Maybe if more people understood there were 6,000 Japanese school children in the direct vicinity of the Hiroshima blast who were vaporized, the oohs and aahs would be replaced by cries of horror and with chants of never again.

Who benefitted from the cold war hysteria concerning the Titan missiles? It was a group of generals e.g. General Motors and General Electric head the list. Others knew where their bread was buttered. Here’s a lesson from my past.

During the U.S. War in Vietnam, I petitioned for the end of the war at a mall in Trumbull Connecticut. Snared by a security guard, I was guided to the owner/manager’s office. As I sat there engaged in a trite discussion of property law, my eye caught part, and I emphasize part, of a large photographic mural.

This mural was so huge it took up an entire wall of the office and could not be gathered within one’s normal field of vision. What was I staring at? A Sikorsky helicopter came into focus. It was the same killing machine being used by the U.S. in Vietnam. They were being made right down the road from the consumer Mecca where I was doing peace work. Clearly the owner/manager of the mall knew where his bread was buttered.

I now live an hour or so, as the crow flies, from the Bath Iron Works. This is where the destroyers are made that carry cruise missiles. These are the same weapons of war that the Obama Administration, and its willing accomplices in the Military Industrial Complex, wants to send slamming into Syria and its people.

Now we are being told it is to send a message to Iran and other “bad actors” and would be “limited” to this with no boots on the ground. We were told similar arguments during the U.S. War in Vietnam. While sending that message, supposedly to the Soviet Union and China, 3 million people were killed in Indochina, the vast majority civilians, as the war spread to Cambodia and Laos. All this in a war that we were told by U.S. Administrations was a “limited” war.

Want proof? Here’s a statement by Clarke M. Clifford just before he became Secretary of Defense in 1968.

“The Vietnam War is a different kind of war and that is one reason why it is difficult, perhaps, for the American people to understand it. We are fighting a limited war. We are not fighting to destroy our enemy. We are fighting to persuade our enemy to withdraw from South Vietnam and to leave it alone. But as far as military victory is concerned, I believe in a great respect we have already attained a type of victory in South Vietnam.”

For those of you who like to check sources, this little gem can be found in Reader’s Digest, March 1968, Vol. 92, P. 55.

Messages out of Washington D.C. are bombarding our people with “limited” conflict arguments. All this while acts of war are being planned in an area where no clear battle lines exist. Such actions are surely to add to the mounting civilian casualties in Syria and beyond.

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