If we fetishize trauma as incommunicable, then survivors are trapped - unable to feel truly known by their nonmilitary friends and family.
Phil KlayRead
It's very strange getting out of the military, when you've lived in Iraq, and people you know are going overseas again and again. Some of them are getting injured.
Interpretation
Leaving the military can be difficult, especially when others continue to serve in dangerous conditions.
Phil Klay's quote reflects the emotional and psychological challenges faced by veterans transitioning back to civilian life after experiencing the realities of war. The juxtaposition of their own experiences with the ongoing service of their comrades highlights feelings of dislocation, guilt, and a complex relationship with the idea of bravery amidst the tragedies of conflict.
In practice
During a speech at a veterans' rally.
If we fetishize trauma as incommunicable, then survivors are trapped - unable to feel truly known by their nonmilitary friends and family.
We have a tendency to think of war as this quasi-mystical thing, and that interpretation flattens the experience - by using different perspectives, I wanted to open a place for readers to compare and contrast, to make judgments, to engage.
After the fighting is done, and even when it's still happening, apologies are often needed for the recounting of bare facts. Sometimes bare facts feel unpatriotic.
Going to war is a rare experience in American culture, so it's easy for simple notions to gain a lot of weight. The reality is always more complex.
Pity sidesteps complexity in favor of narratives that we're comfortable with, reducing the nuances of a person's experience to a sound bite.
Even if torture works, what is the point of 'defending' America using a tactic that is a fundamental violation of what America ought to mean?
Three hundred years of humiliation, abuse and deprivation cannot be expected to find voice in a whisper.
Behind every American soldier, dozens of their countrymen tonight sleep soundly β and hundreds more in their shadow abroad will wake up alive and safe.
Of whatever class or nation, however, all successful participants in the repetitive and unrelenting stress of aerial fighting came eventually to display its characteristic physiognomy: skeletal hands, sharpened noses, tight-drawn cheek bones, the bared teeth of a rictus smile and the fixed, narrowed gaze of men in a state of controlled fear.
Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn't have messed with? That's me.
I developed a problem with authority. Any time that authority was what I interpreted as being unjust, I stood up to it, and that became my personality.
If you apologize because you are afraid, then you are a child not a man.
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