In the broadest and most basic view of
war, tension exists between one side and the other, whether it be disputes over
land, ideological divides, or tensions so old their origins are unknown altogether.
Beyond this central conflict, there exists tension within every soldier’s mind
as they are burdened with the difficult realities of war. Although war is full
of these opposing forces, there is one aspect of war where soldiers are
relieved, where they are freed from conflict altogether. This freedom comes with
the irrelevancy of truth. As O’Brien explained, war knows no truth. He adds
that “the old rules are no longer binding, the old truths are no longer true.
Right spills over into wrong. Order blends into chaos” (78). Because everything is so muddled, confusing,
and foreign to real life, the need to explain the truth disappears. The
experiences of war are so brutal and inhumane that, almost as a mental safety
precaution, they become incomprehensible to the human mind. To understand them
is to lose all faith in humanity. When Rat Kiley kills the baby buffalo, nobody
attempts to explain his behavior, to find the meaning behind his brutality.
Instead the men stand there and say nothing until Sauders simply says, “Well,
that’s Nam” (76). In normal life, far
away from war, we carry the burden of trying to explain why things happen and their
meaning. We over analyze, we value the truth over almost everything else. In
the hell that was the Vietnam War, morals and truth do not exist at all,
thereby freeing the men from struggling over the meaning of events and what is
true in their experience. Saunders tells the men to listen for the moral, yet
there is nothing but silence. This lack of morality, although dangerous, is
also incredibly freeing. O’Brien explains how “there is an aesthetic purity of
absolute moral indifference-a powerful implacable beauty” (77). In a war filled
with extreme brutality and internal turmoil, where the possibility of death
creates tension in every moment of every day, the men can seek out this small
and beautiful freedom. The weight of morality and the truth become one less
thing to carry.
No comments:
Post a Comment