For most of your life, you’re told that “…everyone’s entitled to their own opinion.” Which is true, of course. But when it comes to a more global matter, war issues seem to stir up a whole pot of opinions. In “Testament of Youth,” Vera Brittain is faced with her lover going off to war and the changes she and he will face together as time goes on. During this trial, Brittain questions many things, including the war itself. In her book, she writes:
” ‘Is it really all for nothing – for an empty name – an ideal? Last time I saw you it was I who said that and you who denied it. Was I really right, and will the issue not be worth one of the lives that have been sacrificed for it? Or did we need this gigantic catastrophe to wake up all that was dead within us? … It is awful to think that the very progress of civilisation has made this war what it is … For me I think the days are over of sheltered physical comfort and unruffled peace of mind. I don’t think they will ever come again.’ “
I think this speaks perfectly for what it is to question war – so many sacrifices have to be made when someone goes off to war and Brittain sums them up nicely. She points out that the most precious thing is sometimes made a sacrifice – life. It takes her sweetheart to go off to war to fully appreciate and question the war surrounding her. For some people, however, it just takes living in the eye of the storm to see how destructive war can be, physically and emotionally. In her blog, called “Raising Yousuf and Noor: diary of a Palestinian mother,” a Muslim from Gaza named Laila El-Haddad writes about the war going on there. In one of her posts, she writes:
“There is a an unfamiliar stillness in Gaza today, says my father. No
F-16s ripping through the sky. No ravaging explosions. There is time to
hear yourself think. All a sort of anesthetic. A pause in a sick
calculated brutality- to allow the caged disposables a moment to
contemplate their options- to create the illusion they even have options … And so the cowering uncower. The homeless return to no homes. The decomposing dead are unearthed from the rubble, only to buried once again. The damage is surveyed.
Uprooted trees. Entire
groves. A city eviscerated. People burned to a cinder. Disemboweled
streets. And more tales of horror on every corner.
25 more bodies recovered from Samouni family. An ethnic cleansing.
Reports of executions by young trigger happy Israeli soldiers, cheerleaders on the borders. A boy, 15 years old. And in between air force pilots on playstation. ‘I want to destroy the city’ said one gleefully. And sub-contracts are handed out to further enforce the siege. Hands are shaken. Lives taken.
A woman’s 5 sons are killed in the assassination of Saeed Siam. they lived in the building over.“
Laila points out the sacrifices made in the Gaza Strip conflicts – lives. She doesn’t have to sit and wonder what happens when war takes over the world. She lives in it. She sees daily the lives taken and mothers who will never see their sons and daughters again. She breathes the sorrow and worry that war delivers to each family affected. Laila El-Haddad and Vera Brittain share similar worries and wonders. They both see the pointlessness of that “necessary evil” and both women question why it takes civilized nations such bloody means to come to an end, if one comes. It makes one think about today’s Iraq war, why we are in it and what will happen in the future. It makes one wonder what the difference is between opposing World War One, the Gaza Strip conflict or the Iraq war. All three brought about the same consequences and sacrifices.
References:
