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| [Reprinted from Fragments,
January 2002] |
Editorial note: Jack Schwartzman was a lifelong opponent of
war. This article, reprinted from the July-September 1981 issue
of Fragments, explains his views. Approximately ten
years after the article was published he voiced his opposition
to the Gulf War and ten years after that, in the last weeks of
his life, to the war in Afghanistan.
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We were discussing war poetry in class. One student, rather bright,
remarked:
"I know that war is destructive, but you must admit that it
provides jobs, good jobs."
As he started to talk about the many "good" jobs that war "provided,"
I noticed that the heads of his peers were happily nodding in
agreement. It struck me that theirs was the generation that would, in
a few short years, "inherit the earth." I had to speak up,
to refute their views before it was too late, before their bland
acceptance of war cliche's became too deeply embedded in their
philosophy. Grimly, desperately, I commenced my refutation.
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To begin with, a "war job" is "a piece of work of
specific character undertaken to assure the success of a particular
war." There are many wonderful war jobs: soldier rapist,
executioner munitions maker bombardier torturer, construction worker
destruction worker lamp-shade maker [ed. note: a reference to
lampshades that the Nazis made from human skin], ambulance driver
inferior-race exterminator nurse, informer undertaker spy, surgeon,
propaganda minister war prisoner prison-camp guard, draft-board
official, chaplain, and prostitute (who sets up her headquarters near
the military base). This delightful group keeps the war effort going.
Morality sanctifies all war jobs except those which create
destruction presently considered "unsportsmanlike," such as
poison gas, dum-dum bullets, and (possibly) nuclear arms. "Traditional"
means of slaughter on the other hand, are fully approved. (How is
scalping regarded these days?) The agitation is almost never against
war itself but only against some currently "unpopular"
methods of obliteration.
However I must not digress, or dwell on such trivia as groaning,
moaning, and maiming, but concentrate strictly on "economic"
issues. Let me launch this charming dissertation, therefore, with the
assumption that, during wartime, one-third of the population is totally
employed in the war effort. (The actual figures are unimportant; the
formula would work with whatever statistics are used.) In such a case,
the remaining two-thirds of the people are compelled to feed, shelter
and clothe not only themselves but the basically parasitic holders of
the war jobs. Yet in spite of shortages, and despite the bombings and
the killings, not only is a part of the total population able
to provide for all, but production is actually booming.
Compare this situation with the one that prevails when "peace"
finally arrives. Most of the surviving holders of the old war jobs now
find themselves unemployed. With the entire population
available for civilian production, only a proportion of the
potential labor force is working, and millions barely survive.
Production seems to be exhausted.
Why should this contrast exist? The question suggests a paradox that
is seemingly insoluble.
No wonder then, that my observant student, noting the economic
disparities in times of war and peace, should yearn for a nice little
war when jobs are plentiful and employment is secure! No wonder
likewise, that those who advocate socialism should point to the
apparent paradox as a contradiction "inherent in capitalism and
seek total government control so that the economy would simulate
wartime conditions and provide jobs for all!
Is there an answer to the problem?
The answer is there for all to see, especially in time of peace. Does
it not become painfully clear when farmers are paid not to produce,
when supplies are dumped overboard, when tariffs prevent the
importation of cheaper better goods, and when unions prohibit the
installation of labor-saving devices, that deliberately-devised "blockage"
exists somewhere in pipes of the economic machinery? Does it not
become evident, when most people are in desperate need, that this
blockage effectively stops supply from reaching demand shutting off
access to much of land and its produce?
The problem, therefore, lies in the inability to produce, but
in refusal to produce or distribute.
In time of war, the powers-that-be merely suspend their own rules
against unlimited production and temporarily rescind their own
regulations against the availability of natural resources, thus
spurring on total economic activity. In time of peace, however, much
of the source of all production (Nature) is fenced off by speculative
monopoly, and unemployment and poverty result.
The paradox is solved (or, more correctly, disappears) when it is
realized that cessation of production is artificially induced. The
so-called paradox turns out to be only a contrived illusion.
It is not "necessary" to wage war in order to obtain jobs.
On the contrary war destroys jobs (not to speak of
job-holders). There is no production in destruction. All that is
needed in order to restore full productivity (in war or in peace), is
to open the gates to Mother Nature, who always bountiful, and who
always provides sustenance -- and jobs.
This is the answer to the problem.
And this economic exposition does not even begin to touch, in its
intensity the mania known as war. Not only does war kill, shatter, and
enslave human beings; not on does it eliminate goods, factories, and
cities; but it also obstructs the vision of the eternal values of
life. Each conflict sets back the advances toward Light; each conflict
plunges the world further into Darkness; each conflict gives birth to
barbarians, illiterates, and murderers. War feeds on itself.
My student's use of the word "good," as an adjective to
describe war jobs, brings to mind a passage from Stephen Crane's
bitterly ironic poem:
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because yur father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Yes, indeed, dear student. War jobs are good - and war is kind.
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