“A myth is a unit of imagination that makes it possible for a human being to accommodate two worlds. It reconciles the contradictions of these two worlds in a workable fashion and holds open the way between them…
“Myth makes it possible to live with what you cannot endure.
“And if the myth has been learned well, it becomes a word—a single word that switches on the whole system of comforting delusions…
“The function of a myth is to provide a logical model capable of overcoming a contradiction. The myth proves that things have always been like this, that things will never change.” Antjie Krog, Country of My Skull: Guilt, Sorrow and the Limits of Forgiveness in the New South Africa, Times Books, Random House, New York, 1998, p. 250.
You might find the following conclusion alarming. Our society’s most cherished assertions are weapon myths opposed to peace. The weapon/peace dialectic corrodes human conscience, the way sugary saliva melts tooth enamel and acid rain dissolves marble.
As I toss these myths up and bat them out to you, track their trajectories fearlessly and step under them; don’t duck your head. Only your reasoned intuition can replace the measured platitudes of weapon mentality.
The whole world is acquainted with a book called On War, but no equivalent On Peace. This cultural one-sidedness reveals the extent of our ignorance, apathy and stupidity.
According to Karl von Clausewitz, author of the proverbial text On War, (that ultimate exercise in weapon pedantry): “War is a continuation of diplomacy (foreign policy) by other means.” Might as well conclude that agriculture is a continuation of candy bars by other means. Check out the fortune spent on preparations for combat, even in peacetime, versus the pittance paid to professional diplomats. Warfare is a continuation of weapon technology in its purest form, the conversion of society’s potential energy into kinetic mayhem.
He reached the following conclusion in his chapter, “The Purposes and Means of War”:
“We may occupy a country completely, but hostilities can be renewed again in the interior, or perhaps with allied help. This of course can also happen after the peace treaty, but this only shows that not every war necessarily leads to a final decision and settlement. But even if hostilities should occur again, a peace treaty will always extinguish a mass of sparks that might have gone on quietly smoldering. Further, tensions are slackened, for lovers of peace (and they abound among every people under all circumstances) will then abandon every thought of further action. Be that as it may, we must always consider that with the conclusion of peace the purpose of the war has been achieved and its business is at an end.” On War, Oxford Classics, p. 32.
If the incomparable Clausewitz was forced to conclude that every war must end with a peace treaty ; then we must, likewise, that perpetual World War will not end until almost everyone has counter-signed a global peace treaty.
In The Causes of War, The Free Press, Macmillan Publishing Co., New York, first published by Macmillan in London, 1973, pp. 115-117, Geoffrey Blainey explains that negotiations between two diplomats resemble those between two merchants who trade privileges and obligations instead of merchandise. While supply and demand may regulate merchant trades, diplomatic transactions are more like a barter whose value of exchange must be determined as the process unfolds. Diplomats carefully study their mutual relationship to determine who is buying and who is selling and at what rate. However, they can misjudge these relative values for several reasons, to such an extent that no agreement can be reached except a faulty one whose only corrective in the end is war.
“The real cause of war, on the contrary, is seen most clearly when it is studied in correlation with the decrease in profits, which, of course, may itself be due to the increase in population and to the diminishing productivity of the soil, but which may also manifest itself independently of these two phenomena as a direct effect of the diminishing productivity of labor [or current technology] … In other words, as Proudhon remarks, war is always the result of an economic strain which cannot be remedied by less costly and less complicated means, such as commerce or a commercial monopoly. Benjamin Constant also truthfully observes: “Men have recourse to war only when they feel that commerce is unable to secure for them what they seek to obtain by force.” Achile Loria, The Economic Causes of War, John Leslie Garner, Trans., Charles H. Kerr & Company, Chicago, 1918, p. 55.
So picture yourself entering a convenience store with money in one hand and a pistol in the other. Everyone would act that way all the time. Should anyone purchase so much as a piece of bubble gum, they and the proprietor would have to decide whether money was about to change hands, and if so, how much, based on their assessment of who would win a firefight otherwise.
Would that be any way to run a business – or an entire planet – if another alternative presented itself?
Now, to simulate the reality of shrinking fresh water and good soil reserves and bloated weapon technologies, imagine that both parties had children starving and freezing back home; and, instead of a gun, everyone grasped the detonator of a bandolier of dynamite wrapped around their body, wired to set off their own plus everyone else’s.
Would any sane observer stick around – be it in this city or on this planet – to see what happened? Could there be a somewhat less surreal alternative?
Let’s dispel the following pair of weapon myths―the most powerful, common and pernicious ones.
First off: World Peace will not occur until a unanimity of saints has repented of its sins. Nothing less than this unworkable caricature will define Peace to the satisfaction of these mythmakers. I wonder if the majority of people felt the same way about ending cannibalism and slavery before those bad habits were stamped out. Everybody would have had to become a saint first.
Sure thing, Bub.
On the contrary, PeaceWorld is likely to be quite messy, contentious, “political,” corrupt, heartbreaking and subject to periodical failures perhaps on a global scale, perhaps leading to the disappearance for humanity or of its civilization. Human happiness and unhappiness would have the same effect on PeaceWorld as on WeaponWorld; in others words, not much effect except under that the influence of those who are rich and powerful.
The only difference would be that organized murder were made illegal and that law, grimly enforced everywhere. War would become less frequent, extensive, falsely profitable and mass-produced. It would no longer be peddled as something honorable, gainful or glorious. In its absence, every other form of human conflict would mushroom in its place.
The second weapon myth: that a peace advocate must first aspire to sainthood or be a certifiable saint already, (depending on how the auditor seeks to condemn him). “Are you human in your action, weakness and failures? Are you yelling at me instead of seducing me into Peace, the way a real saint would? You may not speak of it. Do you claim to speak for Peace like a saint? You are too ambitious, a wise-ass with a Messiah complex unfit for the task. In any case, no need to heed to your talk of Peace.”
Peace advocates are human beasts who stink when they don’t bathe; who breathe fresh air and exhale CO2 and at times bad breath; who experience needs, fears, hatred, greed and ambition like anyone else. No saintliness is needed for this kind of work; might help, but would not be mandatory.
Elsewhere in this book, I talk about the massed saints of PeaceWorld. Simply put, saintliness would not lead to PeaceWorld, rather in the opposite order: if we inhabited PeaceWorld sainthood would be easier to achieve. On the other hand, sainthood, whether en masse or in particular, is impossible on WeaponWorld even though it is insisted upon by every religion. Weapon mythology has transposed these requirements and results; the peace version would simply set them in their natural order: PeaceWorld first, massed sainthood later.
These two myths are just as reasonable as they are harmless. They are upheld by weapon liars to muddy the waters, satisfy warmonger prejudices and delay the advent peace for as long as they can. We blindly follow their lead.
Regardless of your preference, you will be made to swallow war and war will be made to swallow you. Yet we buy into this other nonsense: “If you want peace, prepare for war.” This quote, just another Latin contaminant in our constellation of political metaphors.
The 5th Century CE Roman Vegetius coined that phrase. A total of 150 copies of his De Re Militari, (On Military Matters) made it through the Dark Ages. This, despite a hecatomb of peace literature during the same period, (per Arther Ferrill’s article “Vegetius”, p. 487, in Robert Cowley and Geoffrey Parker, Eds., The Reader’s Companion to Military History, Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston, New York, 1996).
Like other disasters, war serves no other purpose than its own. It just exudes dire consequences unforeseen. The only predictable output of warfare is a weapon technology ever more lethal.
Wars are never short; warfare is perpetual. Some wars have been shortened by stagey statecraft: Desert Storm, Panama and Grenada, for example. This homicide interruptus just decreases their decisiveness. Long wars are trivially conclusive; short wars, even less so.
Weapon mythology ennobles wars no more noble than a latrine bucket on death row.
Somehow, war is credited with breakthroughs in literacy, freedom, social harmony, equality and other social benefits that elites have to cough up sooner or later—if only with the utmost reluctance. Even though, in the long run, they benefit the most from this exchange. Somehow, wars constitute the most acceptable form of male bonding; they turn boys into men. Plus those killed or mentally and physically disabled by war become voiceless and invisible instantly, as if by magic.
Haven’t we heard these weapon myths a thousand times? Memorized them hypnotically and recited them to each other for scores of generations? No longer would we find so many sinister thoughts, texts, dramas and outcomes offered up on the altar of weapon mentality.
Instead, we would dedicate the Virtual Agora to peace mentality and saturate the collective superconscience with its myths. Anyone who’d been paying attention would adopt this unfettered point of view and use it to improve the common lot.
We should emulate the wisdom of primal shamans. They consigned survivors of combat to elaborate rituals of social withdrawal and purification. None could rejoin the peaceful community until he had completed these ceremonies. In the modern world, we ignore this subliminal venom. Unacknowledged, it curdles veterans’ psyches, turns them into walking dead: the last casualties of wars long forgotten.
Meanwhile, Simon Gardner of Reuters wrote (8-19-2004) that over three hundred Argentinean veterans have killed themselves since the war—perhaps denoting the therapeutic benefits of Latin passion over Anglo-Saxon aloofness, when it comes to post-traumatic stress; since there were a lot more Argentinean veterans and since they suffered military defeat and its psychological aftermath.
Victorious or defeated, combat veterans are heart-broken because they survived beloved peers. If they find no permissible outlet for their grief, their adrenal-grenadier internal monologue might run something like this. “Since I had nothing better to do, I let the Armed (Harm) Forces squander my golden youth in contempt, regimentation, brutality and terror. Myself, beloved companions and countless innocents were forced to run this gauntlet of defilement, disfigurement and death. Just by participating, we endorsed all this suffering. We survivors bear a fearsome bloodguilt. Those who refuse to participate are even guiltier in our eyes.”
As far as they are concerned, we Peace activist are the guiltiest of all. We reject the utility of war without experiencing it. As if we had to catch the plague in order to seek its cure? In so doing, we render intolerable each warrior’s burden of pain and shame. After all, shouldn’t we be grateful for the burden they’ve shouldered? Is that not the least we can do, honor them and their pain?
No way. Warriors have been honored to death for far too long. There has been no improvement in sight for them or for us. It is time humanity resumed ancient rituals of warrior decontamination and psychic decompression instead of glorifying those who have dealt with abominations and failed to purify themselves. It is time we joined together, reluctant warriors and confused peaceniks alike, to resume the ways of peace.
What little good comes from war, a well-run peace could produce sooner and much more effectively. Those who suggest otherwise are running a con, consciously or otherwise. If they believe that war promotes creativity while peaceful societies stagnate, they’re living in a hellish nightmare.
As peaceful tribes managed to do in the past, we could find dynamic means to endure and neutralize the harmful effects of egotism, idleness and opulence: mythical reasons to perpetuate mass killing which is forbidden by God while the other three are not—in case that’s been forgotten.
I recall one bellicose author who asserted how much more advanced, enlightened and brilliant international conflict had rendered the world: another pet weapon myth. Fearlessly (I must admit with some admiration), he visited Kosovo, Kigali and like military pestholes to fuel his otherwise insightful journalism. He collected important friends and powerful contacts at each stop. He could have chosen any one of these places in which to settle. Instead, he raises his kids in some quiet backwater of Western Massachusetts. Presumably, what he meant to say was that war is creative and enlightening―for other peoples’ kids.
Weapon managers view real creativity and serious Learning with tremendous suspicion. At best, such attributes are effeminate and debilitating liabilities; at worst, treasonous assaults on long-cherished traditions and idiot protocols.
As for the stagnancy of peace, well: “95% of everything is crap,” as one wise guy put it; and 95% of the people are mindless drones doomed by current “education” to intellectual inertia and the rote repetition of futile banality. Meanwhile, 5% or less of the population does and says anything of consequence, good or bad.
Learners alone, in a truly peaceful setting, could reverse these ridiculous percentiles by serious applications of Learning.
The list of weapon myths is endless and we have recited them endlessly to each other. No real peace will emerge until we have halted this ceaseless invocation—until we have resolved for years to challenge, recognize and defy every weapon myth on the spot.
Two more myths allow people to act like ostriches, their head stuck deep in the sand to put lethal hazards out of sight.
The first is the adjective “paranoid.” These days, commentators use it to describe anyone who discusses controversial and potentially dangerous topics without paying due reverence to the rotten status quo. “Paranoid” is their shorthand for: “I was too distracted and indifferent to make a serious study of what he had to say. His proposal isn’t worth looking into; trust me and my spineless prejudice just like yours.”
The second is “conspiracy theory”: first proposed by the CIA to replace the more pertinent “assassination theory” after Kennedy’s assassination, then sopped up by the Press. Now used every time info elites get away with murder.
People keep lecturing me how impossible it is to carry out a complex conspiracy involving more than a handful of individuals, especially if they hail from different backgrounds and hold diverse priorities.
First, an single acronym: NSA, that ant nest of conspiracies.
Second, a paragraph. The American U-2 spy plane program of high altitude surveillance went on for a half-decade, unreported by the Press and denied by everyone from the President on down. This program employed hundreds of industrial contractors, thousands of military personnel from line cooks to base commanders; hundreds of government bureaucrats and intelligence technicians; and many more foreign officials whose cooperation was needed to allow these planes emergency landings overseas and transit through foreign air space. Yet those planes “didn’t exist” until the Soviets literally shot one out of the sky and staged a show trial of the pilot, Francis Gary Powers.
Such “impossible” conspiracies are routine for the weapons complex that includes the military, the industrialists, Congress and the media. So why not others more devious and criminal? Especially those that leave behind a trail of dead and/or terrorized witnesses?
In America, there is only one kind of conspiracy, the failed kind. Bumbling amateurs commit a massive crime in broad daylight. They leave a giant paper and numeric trail no rookie journalist could miss. They are too softhearted to kill and terrorize many witnesses who will give the whole story away without worrying too much about their family’s safety. That is the only definition of a conspiracy accepted by pop culture and its obfuscating media.
Unfortunately, there is another sort: one in which cunning, powerful and merciless malefactors are skilled at perpetrating their own crimes and exposing those of their enemies. They and their patrons have practiced for centuries; they are experts. They can call on enormous institutional memory of criminal and police procedures. They hire the best professionals to do their dirty work. Their dirty laundry is branded Top Secret and protected by the full force of the law. They are so rich and influential, they control the mass media. They have no conscience: killing witnesses is a minor inconvenience. They have enough patience to clean up after themselves, and many eager subordinates to take the fall if necessary.
Classical Greeks, at the height of their power, used to call this kind of habit oriental, effeminate and degenerate despotism. They spat on it and crushed it almost effortlessly. A few thousand of their free citizens could route the largest horde these gangsters could bully into the front line—no matter if it were ten times more numerous. They didn’t surrender to the Roman Empire until they had ben subjugated by like-minded gangsters at home.
Note this almost automatic decay over time, regardless of chronology, politics, creed or geography. By definition, these gangsters eventually rot out their own army. Their transparent gangsterism (Submit to our obvious wrongdoing or else!) is all that our vibrant freedoms have degenerated into. We should be ashamed of our limp-wristed tolerance of this corruption and wary of its ultimate outcome.
Once the deed is done, there is no paper trail and there are no surviving witnesses except those terrified into silence. There is an overwhelming accrual of circumstantial evidence, obvious lies and loose ends no one can explain, and a pile of dead bodies instead of key witnesses, but no evidence that would stand up in court. Anyone who uncovers that evidence after a lifetime’s investigation, gets quietly eliminated. Blackmail and extortion endure for decades, even the threat of civil war if word gets out. Archives are sealed and incriminating evidence is confiscated and “lost” by the bushel load. Most official investigators are under the supervision of these conspirators and their allies. They find nothing wrong, seemingly through unbelievable incompetence, which earns them their next promotion.
In the USA, this is never a conspiracy. A successful conspiracy is not a conspiracy; it is official policy, perfectly legitimate, or nothing at all. Anyone who says otherwise can be branded a conspiracy theorist and dismissed without a hearing. What a reassuring and effortless way to mollycoddle powerful, well-connected and influential criminals. How convenient for them. What moral cowards everyone else turned out to be, in their pay and at their mercy!
As for the conspirators, success begets success; they are tempted to outdo themselves the next time around, and do so gleefully. Criminal conspiracy is their ace in the hole, their ultimate backup argument. It is perfectly legitimate, protected by popular convention, official sanction and media repression. Nothing stops them.
We live in an age when no-one well connected is personally responsible for anything and every misdeed is someone else’s fault. Weak individuals get crushed, whether they are guilty or not, and powerful ones are free to misbehave in perfect anonymity and with perfect impunity. At least for the time being…
A strong case can be made, that the ultimate achievement of hierarchical politicians is to induce mourning and suffering among their enemies and to force their own people to endure additional misery. After all, the dead don’t vote or need to submit to law and order. Only poor, grieving survivors need choose between surrender and sustained resistance under unimaginable stress. Armies don’t collapse until their suffering has reached an intolerable level of grief, hunger and agony. Body counts quantify the misery that armies must generate and their victims, endure.
It is fortunate for us that our DNA took millions of years, prior to recorded history, to perfect its ethics among internally peaceful scavengers operating in small packs. Any deviation from the purest ethic, any cumulative mayhem, unfruitful criminality or misallocation of scarce resources would have destroyed violence-contaminated packs. Operating on a razor-thin margin of survival, they had no leeway to drift away from moral excellence.
It may seem that we are frozen in a rusted shell of thousands of years of military history. But this is just the corroded outer coating of a much stronger, more flexible framework of behavioral excellence. Up to us to sand off the bad part and work out properly in the remainder.
The freedom we seek is not based on some fantasy utopia (as weapon mentors keep insisting), but on the perfect freedoms our ancestors bore in their heart, guts and brain for hundreds of thousands of years. Paleolithic hunter-gatherer freedom is the political context we crave, regardless of the fear weapon mentors may have acid-etched with adrenalin onto our mind.
The spread of peace would not affect Learners alone in a vacuum. When we confront an aggressor nowadays – whether a lone thug or a military-industrial complex – we expect the Other to share our fears and weapon myths. They dictate that we hesitate to extend an overture of peace and that they reject our attempt to do so unless one of us is already down for the count. Weapon mythology whispers the same prejudices in everyone’s ear. According to its prejudices, every attempt at peacemaking is “appeasement – as Lloyd George did with Hitler”: a token of weakness and betrayal that confirms the universal remedy of suspicion, hostility and aggression.
If peace mentality prevailed in our constellation of political metaphors, we could dissipate this aggression (bilateral or unilateral) with common gestures and accepted formulas of reconciliation. These would no longer be considered tokens of weakness but dependable signs of wisdom and trustworthy power. Any child could defuse a firefight in an instant―the same way a beta pack scavenger would expose its defenseless underbelly to shut down an alpha-dominant’s lethal punishment.
This capacity for spontaneous peacemaking is hard-wired into every healthy adult. We have merely forgotten it temporarily, deprogrammed it from our minds and driven ourselves crazy in the process.
Thereafter, we will study and institutionalize many new talents and capabilities previously hidden and thereby unleash enormous psychic energies held in check up ‘til now. We repressed these talents out of a rightful sense of self-preservation. After all, if we had loosed those energies prematurely on WeaponWorld, they would have annihilated us. We are limited, today, to hurling dead matter and powdered manure at each other. Like our ape ancestors, we sling shit at one another. Despite this fecal constraint, we have achieved global levels of devastation and are tap dancing along a precipice of mass extinction of our own making.
It is only on PeaceWorld that we could secure orders of magnitude more energy without feeling compelled to blow everything away with it.