Saturday, November 07, 2009

Surviving Fort Hood

Frank Ford just sent me an opinion piece from the New York times that was written by a combat veteran named Joseph Kinney. Here's part of what it says:

Warfare has a way of making us into something that we are not. I once cuddled a dying Marine who desperately wanted to believe my lie that the medical evacuation chopper was just minutes away. As I watched him die I felt that I was losing part of myself with him. I still see his face in my sleep.

Could it be that the psychiatrist we want to hate saw the unbearable suffering of warriors he was tasked to treat? Could it be that he identified with the suffering of those he treated at Walter Reed Army Hospital? Did he become one of us, another soul tortured by war’s anguish? I cannot forgive this man who betrayed us but I must try and understand him nonetheless.

To my mind, Mr. Kinney's response is much more respectable than that of blaming Islam or painting all Muslims with the same brush.
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2 comments:

  1. My thoughts too...I´ve felt great sadness for the utter emotional confusion and spiritual frustration this man must have felt before he couldn´t face the tension of his conflicts anymore...he exploded, he went crazy...it would not have mattered to him who he killed...Jew, Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, whatever...it was far beyond him to discriminate against anything except a ¨wrong seeming¨ force that ran over him and his sensibilities...I understand, I think Bush, Cheney and Rumsfeld RAN OVER all of us and many are exploding, one by one, in various ways, when confronted with the REALITY of what has become of our National good intentions that are now revealed to be gross acitions of political deceit.

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  2. Yes, I agree, Leonardo. At the point that he lost tolerance for the tension of his anguish and rage, the powers of discrimination would have completely left him.

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