Dave Lindorff, "Meeting a Young Marine-To-Be"
I really didn't know what to say. I awkwardly told him "congratulations," because I could see he was proud of his "accomplishment" and because I didn't want to have him cut me off as a possible confidante. Then I added, "You know of course that I'm not really in favor of what the Marines are doing?" He smiled and said, "Yeah, I know." "Well, good luck and stay safe," I said, again not knowing what else to say. How could I, standing in the hall there, tell him that he was simply signing on to be another expendable tool in the American Empire's effort to subdue an impoverished people on the far side of the world who pose absolutely no threat to America? And while I don't want to see him killing people in Afghanistan, I also want him to come home safely. Unaware of my conflicted state of mind, and of how upset I was at his news, he ran off to play his game, at least for now still just another kid on a basketball court.
I had finished my run, so I headed for the exit to get my car and go home, when I ran into the boy's mother and older sister, both just coming into the building. I hadn't seen either of them in at least a year either. They both greeted me and asked how my family was, and what my son's college plans were. After I had caught them up, I said, a bit hesitantly, "I ran into your son. He told me he's joining the Marines." His mother looked upset and said, "Yes. I don't know. We were going over colleges with him, and getting ready to work on his applications, and then he told us he wanted to enlist." "I hear he's going to be a helicopter gunner," I said. The mother stiffened and looked at her daughter, a senior in college who looked surprised, too. "He said he was going to be a helicopter mechanic!" she said. "Oops," I told them. "I guess I shouldn't have said anything." "No," she said. "I'm going to have to talk with him. But the trouble is, if that's what he says he's going to do, there's nothing we can do to stop him."
The schools have been told, thanks to a law passed by Congress, that they must allow recruiters into high schools to speak with students and to try to lure them into signing up. Parents have a right to have their children's names removed from recruiting lists so they won't be personally invited to meet with a recruiter, or get recruiting literature sent to them, but they are still free when roaming the halls, to go see a recruiter on their own.
The only answer to this effort to suck our kids into service of the Empire as more cannon-fodder is to demand, and to provide, an alternative. Contact your local Veterans for Peace chapter (www.veteransforpeace.org) or Iraq Veterans Against War (www.IVAW.org) and urge them to send a representative to talk to the kids at your high school. If you're a veteran, volunteer to go yourself, and tell kids why signing up is a bad idea. If you're not a veteran, or relative of a veteran, get people with experience to go and tell what war is really about, and about why it's not what America should be doing. (Colleague John Grant, who is with VfP, says don't expect getting a counter-recruitment presence in your high school to be easy. Most schools only allow such speakers to go to a specific teacher's classroom, not to an assembly session, whereas the most appropriate thing would be to have access to match whatever the recruiters are offered. That doesn't mean VfP or IVAW activists aren't anxious to get access, so contact them and try to get them to the kids.)
If you want a good argument, check out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMfzdLFnkJQ, this little film which quotes Marine Brigadier General Smedley Butler, and is addressed to parents, and particularly mothers of young children. Stop the propagandizing of our kids into becoming soldiers for Empire. We've had enough death and killing!"
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