Sent by Neil on 07-20-2008:
I can see where you are coming from. Maybe this is because the "War on Terror" is not seen as a fundamental enough threat to the U.S. to require a "total" response. Where
the threat is seen as fundamental, then intellectual resources would be seen as a priority and brought in. In WW I, the UK had its greatest newspaper baron running its propaganda efforts and on his small team of writers was H.G. Wells.
The military should hire the best writers and journalists around to put across their side and develop realistic scenarios. Also-rans won't cut it.
Sent by John K on 07-19-2008:
It is a Catch-22 that you describe in this case of the military doing PR. I know that we "the public" don't get the truth from either the military or the press. You can only really get the truth when you are living it. That being said, I don't think the military should ever have a different role than doing as they are told. The politicians are the ones you should be castigating for not being able to explain what the objectives and plans are. I am not a supporter of the Iraq War, but I do support the efforts in Afghanistan. We need to keep these separate and do what we need to keep our country safe.
Before my friend, Army major Rory Aylward, left for Afghanistan at the end of February, he invited me down to Fort Bragg, North Carolina, to watch the final stage of his training. The Capstone exercises were to be a week of staged maneuvers set in FOB Patriot, an imaginary Forward Operating Base in Central Asia. Theater immersion, the Army calls it. The soldiers, sailors, and airmen involved refer to it mordantly as Braggistan.
I was eager to attend. I had just finished an essay for City Journal on the latest spate of Hollywood antiwar films (see The Lost Art of War, Winter 2008). I was appalled by them and, as an occasional screenwriter myself, ashamed of the industry. The movie business has produced and is still producing a steady stream of petulant, we-are-the-enemy propaganda piecesincluding Redacted, Lions for Lambs, and In the Valley of Elahthat portray those who wear the uniforms that guard you while you sleep as brutal abusers, naive cannon fodder, or shell-shocked and murderous maniacs. I wanted to go to Braggistan to pay tribute to Rory and his colleagues and to let them know that there are still some people in the entertainment world grateful to them for keeping our artsy carcasses safe from the madcap slaves of Allah.
Plus, it sounded as though it might be funwhich it was, kind of.
Rory is part of a PRT, or Provincial Reconstruction Team, made up of about 90 active and reservist servicemen, as well as a few civilians. Theyre being deployed in Afghanistan to try to help build a civil society there in the after-wreckage of the Taliban. This culminating week of training, under the auspices of the 189th Brigade of the First Army Division East, consisted of improvisational role playing: unscripted meetings between PRT officers and actors doing their best impersonations of local mullahs.
It was nothing if not amusing to watch the teams leader, Commander George Pereza highly intelligent but plainspoken Navy submariner who looked as though hed be more comfortable solving his problems with a torpedotry to master the art of sensitive intercultural negotiations (for which, it turned out, he had a genuine talent). More amusing still, training planners often interrupted the scenarios with unannounced injectssimulated sudden dangers meant to represent the perils of the real Afghanistan. Thus I found myself bouncing over muddy forest roads in Humvees with fake IEDs exploding on every side; dodging mock sniper fire in cinderblock-and-plywood villages; and running here and there in full battle rattlesome 40 pounds of body armorwhich, for a man my age, had a certain hernial hilarity all its own.
But jolly as all this may be when the bullets arent real, I found something truly disconcerting about making the transition from Hollywood to FOB PatriotI mean, from one exercise in make-believe to another. I couldnt help noticing that wewe of the cultural classesdo make-believe better than the people who live and fight in the real world.
I kept thinking back to all those antimilitary movies Id seen and to left-wing journals like the New York Times, which consistently highlight military abuses and failures while obscuring and downplaying military heroism and advances. The servicemen I was training with were clearly smart, expert, and committed to excellence in the defense of their country. They also seemed a lot more mentally stable than most of the screenwriters, journalists, and academics I know, though thats not saying much. Yet Hollywood and our left-wing media, as well as our antimilitary professoriate, can be quite convincing when, say, they portray an isolated injustice like Abu Ghraib as evidence of systemic atrocity, or depict veterans as more likely to commit crimes than the rest of us, which statistically theyre not. Conversely, as spectacular as our armed forces are at the business of ousting real-life tyrants, they fall a little short when it comes to works of the imagination.
Take Braggistan itself. The trainees, especially those whod actually been to the wars, complained bitterly about the lack of realism there, crowding around my Humvee at one point to tick off their grievances. The injectsIEDs and sniperswere more typical of Iraq than Afghanistan, they said, where youre more likely to encounter rocket fire from a distance. The vehicles, equipment, and accommodations werent true to life. And a lot of the instructors had never been downrange and so were teaching out of textbooks rather than from experience. This is not to suggest that the warriors were poorly trained. In fact, theyd been so well trained elsewhere that a fun-park ride like the Capstone exercises struck many of them as irrelevant. After one series of snafus turned a mock shura, or tribal consultation, into a gunfight, a passing sergeant shrugged deadpan and drawled to me, Were better when its live.
Okay, so the Army isnt Universal Studios. But the failures here are symptomatic of a larger imaginative deficit. From its tongue-tied commander in chief to its information operationswhich even the military admits are regularly outdone by al-Qaida propagandistsdown to the public-affairs people who deal with the local press, the military has so far been incapable of putting its urgent mission into narrative form. An insulated culture of taciturn heroism may work against them here, but theres also the usual governmental cluelessness about dealing with the public. Even at Fort Bragg, when a sympathetic journalistnamely metried to get permission to join the training, I was at first given the sort of stone-faced runaround you usually associate with the Department of Motor Vehicles.
Now you may say that capturing the imagination isnt the job of our fighting forces. But this is America, remember: were a country of the imagination, a living state of mind. Were not connected to one another by bloodlines or any depth of native memory. Were the descendants of an idea that every generation has to learn to hold in its collective consciousness. More than in any other country, it matters in America who we think we are and what we believe were doing.
Our academies, the news media that train in the academies, and the entertainment industry thats informed by the news media have become, to my thinking, a sort of alternative state of the imagination, a kingdom of lies founded in the muck of hysterical guilt, historical distortion, and philosophical solipsism. In their fantastic and labyrinthine narrative, our fascist foes are Nemesis, the emanation of our own sins, and therefore our military can only be the mad or foolish servants of evil.
The real story is simpler, and it should be simple enough to tell: were up against another generation of the ever-present enemies of the American idea, and they have to be stopped by the sort of men and women who are training at Fort Bragg.
Andrew Klavan is a City Journal contributing editor and the author of such bestsellers as True Crime and Dont Say a Word. His new novel, Empire of Lies, is just out.