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Wikileaks: we are all the parents of this bastard war.

Posted in Politics by raymondsoltysek on October 23, 2010

The incendiary details of the Wikileaks Iraq documents release are truly sickening but not at all surprising.

American helicopter gunships mowing down surrendering insurgents; Al Qaeda targeting children with IED’s; Iraqi security forces drilling into the legs of torture victims.

What is absolutely clear is that this is like no other war, since all sides are actually waging war on the Iraqi civilian population.

Our leaders started this.  Until Bush, Blair and all the other profit-hunting warmongers stand in front of a war crimes tribunal, we will share their guilt.

Sea and Land and Sky, Tron Theatre, 20/10/10

Posted in Theatre review by raymondsoltysek on October 20, 2010
Sea and Land and Sky

Sea and Land and Sky

Rule number one of theatre going: go.  If you don’t, you might miss a gem

Of course, the flip side of that is that you may have to sift through a few pebbles first, and unfortunately this is an experience of that ilk.  There’s no denying the power of the subject matter – volunteer nurses on the WW1 battlefield – but unfortunately the drama does little with its potentially fascinating characters.

First, there are too many storylines.  Ailsa the matricidal working class girl, Millicent the bonking toff, Lily the mad widow; each in their own right might tell a story worthy of a play (my money would be on Lily’s) but together none are explored deeply enough for us to have any great empathy with them.  This isn’t helped by them speaking in odd, fractured images, and occasionally the words are pretty much overegged.  Talking of a gun pointed at her by the rather creepy John, Lily says:

“It’s just a piece of metal: it’s not a crying child.  It doesn’t scare me the way a crying child scares me.  That’s what you don’t know about us, the women out here, doing what we do in the middle of this war: the only thing that scares us is a crying child”

Stated once, the idea is neat and effective; twice is perhaps a little clumsy: three times, and I’m liable to say, “I get it already!”   There are also some quite clumsy, gauche lines,  such as

“I’ll build you a home… That way I can put love in the rafters.”

All in all, the dialogue comes across as somewhat obtuse – the characters rarely seem to really speak to each other  – which has the unsettling effect of a play that is aiming for realism and hyper-realism at the same time in a stylistic tug of war.

The play also relies on more and more implausible images to create any sort of emotional engagement.  I would love to have had some sympathy for Ailsa, but she goes apeshit so speedily we never get to know what she was like before the madness strikes, and all that is left is the sight of her, apron stained in gore, cuddling dead bodies and dragging a cart laden with them across the stage, her howling amplified and distorted to uncomfortable levels.  If the effect is to create the impression of a demented Mother Courage, it’s a bit of a blunderbuss approach.

Abigail Docherty is obviously an up and coming playwright, with many theatre and film credits to her name.  However, this play just didn’t work for me by a long way.  It is based on the diaries of real women on the Front, and I can’t help feeling that if they had been allowed to tell their stories, it would have been much more engaging and poignant, without all the explosions and flashing lights and hysteria.  It should have been an emotionally exhausting experience: in reality, it was a bit intellectually irritating.

More Military Horror Stories

Posted in Politics by raymondsoltysek on October 2, 2010


Abu Ghraob

And we were told that Abu Ghraib was the responsibility of "bad apples"...

American soldiers keeping fingers as souvenirs… photographs of mutilated corpses swapped in a bizarre “Top Trumps” culture… posing for grinning photographs with severed heads… yep, it’s the thoroughly modern military. 

And let’s not kid ourselves that this is an American disease.  What is happening  everywhere – The Balkans, Chechnya, Cambodia, Africa – is that armies, freed from any moral or judicial constraint, sink to the basest of inhuman actions, usually with the collusion of their political masters.  Last week’s Panorama on the British army’s shocking lack of responsiveness to allegations of murder and torture  brought the message uncomfortably into UK sitting rooms. 

The modern military – of all countries – is morally bankrupt because they have for generations promulgated the notion that anyone going into battle is some sort of saintly warrior/poet, or that they are “our boys” and deserve unqualified and hysterical support.  Not so. They are paid professionals, and, as such, should be held to the same professional accountability as teachers, doctors, etc. Those who behave like professionals deserve the best equipment, health care and salaries: but because that accountability has never adequately been imposed, the “bad apple” argument is now thoroughly discredited because the vast majority of soldiers know they will, ultimately, escape any form of justice.   And I think we suffer from the same myths regarding the police. Give someone a gun and a uniform of some sort, they should be held more accountable: yet it seems we are happy to hold them to less.