I spent a quiet day yesterday.
A friend had
come up with the idea
of keeping silent all day, and that seemed like an excellent plan. It
wasn't particularly difficult for me; my wife was out all day and the
only place I had to go was to the remembrance service on the other
side of the valley. Then I realised that, really, this ought to apply
to electronic communication too; that was a bit more work, but it was
a useful thing to remember. So I did that from sunrise to sunset.
So I walked up the hill on a warm November morning; there used to be a
more local branch of the Royal British Legion, but it appears they
fell for the scam played by RBL headquarters of signing over their
hall to a "maintenance group", and found it sold out from under them
(it's now been standing empty for over a year, so good work making a
quick profit there lads; though I suppose in the end it will become
more dismal housing, because having more housing and fewer facilities
for the people living in it always makes a place happy and thriving).
The local happy-clappy church does a parade with scouts and guides to
our local war memorial, but there's not much to it.
The next branch over is going strong, and is one of the social centres
of its village; there's a surprising number of people there with
significant ribbons. Its Remembrance Sunday service always gets a good
crowd; I'd estimate about 1,000 people this year. The preacher (local
vicar, I guess) isn't up to much but he gets the job done.
As always, I use it as a time to reflect on my attitude to war and to
soldiers.
Starting from the obvious, I regard peace as a good thing. Sometimes
it may be justifiable to start a war (if the peaceful alternative will
be worse), just as it may be justifiable to start a revolution; more
often, the proper use of a military force is to stop or deter warfare
by others. Yes, it would be great if we did't need the armed services;
it would also be great if we didn't need a government, but humans
aren't capable of making an anarchy work, and I don't think they can
make a peaceful world work either.
If you're going to have the forces, though, you need to do them right.
Our defence contracts are becoming distressingly American in style,
blatantly ways of funnelling government money to companies that will
very evidently double or triple the cost and still never produce what
they've promised. Some of the deployments – some – are clearly there
to make the bigger powers think the UK still has an international role
(while with the other political hand we throw away all the trust,
reputation and credibility we've built up over centuries in order that
a few people can become even richer). But most of that isn't the
forces' fault. (So I support the troops, who have a hell of a job
with equipment they don't want and inadequate support in general, but
not everything that's done with them.)
Given the need for an army, what about the people who choose to be
part of it? (In the UK it's unlikely to be someone's only possible
career option, the way it often is in the USA.) Well, given that
need, if the good people don't do the job, it'll be done by bad
people. As with teaching, there are people who are good at it, and
there are people who feel they have a calling for it, and they're not
always the same people.
And yes, I'm a wargamer (and a role-player who often uses military
settings). I try to keep the above in mind when building scenarios; a
respect for the dead (whether they died for what they believed in or
simply because they'd been conscripted) means to me that I shouldn't
take such matters trivially. A scenario objective should never be
"kill all the opposition"; it should have an actual goal, like taking
ground or protecting a convoy, and killing the enemy is normally only
loosely correlated with that. Similarly, forces should stop attacking
and run away when they take sufficient losses; they aren't robots or
zombies. (Or if they are, because I do after all play SF and fantasy
games too, that should be an important distinction.) I create and
recreate war in miniature in order to understand it, rather than in
order to make it seem like fun.
As for remembering the Great War: yes, it was a long time ago and
almost all of the people who were involved in it are dead. That is
when a memory gets abused for other things, when there's nobody left
who can say "that's not the way it was". We've recently seen
invocations of the Blitz spirit and of Winston Churchill, by
politicians whose only exposure to either is an emotional association.
I don't have the memories either, of course; but I've done enough
research, often in the service of games, that I feel I have a better
appreciation of the lessons of history than people who just want some
name to steal in support of their latest Grand Scheme.
Peace had come at last, but there was no demonstration of joy among
the Berwickshires. I know not why, because it passeth my simple
understanding, but a silence fell upon our ranks as though a sad
figure with torn hands had passed along our line.
as quoted in H. Drummond Gauld The Truth from the Trenches, pub.
Arthur H. Stockwell, London
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