THE JUDGMENTS OF A SOLDIER
�� �Those who are struggling with themselves
aren�t useful to us; there is no place for them in the army� Young people are
incapable of confronting existence with sacrifices, expectations,
disappointments and they collapse before the first obstacle. What are our young
people made of?�
�� With these words general Loi (former
commander of Folgore from �92 to �93 and of the �Sicilian Vespers� operation in
1992) remarked on the suicide of a cadet at the prestigious Military Academy of
Modena, of which he is the director, receiving a series of more or less
self-interested indignant criticisms for it.
�� But what the hell do they expect of a
military man, a man paid to kill, willing to satisfy the demands of whoever
happens to be in power? What else could a person trained to obey every order,
rejecting any personal critical faculty unless it helps to fulfill his duty
more efficiently.
�� Granted, the general did not cut a fine
figure speaking of military preparation: while he was on a mission in Somalia,
two of his men were killed, one by a young boy while he was jogging the way he
would in the courtyard of his own house, the other after having played a joke
on his corporal by peeking in the window of the house where his superior was �
who shot him in the head.
�� The hypocritical fa�ade of the leftist
politicians and of the pathetic exponents of our gallant youth is made clear
with arguments that call to mind the slogans and watch-words of the
advertisements for enlistment into the armed forces: a social career (above
all, secure), professionalism, civil obligation and prostitution of a sort. We
are accustomed to viewing the army as a mixture of pious souls that are used
for thousands of humanitarian causes around the world. Perhaps the problem is
that in this buffoonish state, one is accustomed to hearing military personnel
spoken of as social assistants, sisters of charity, peaceful educators,
sportsmen.
�� The words of the other cadets about the one
who killed himself are much clearer: �We must be sure of ourselves. We will
become officers, and we cannot be indecisive in front of our troops.�
�� It does not pleas the good souls of
charitable, religious and democratic pacifism to recognize that the man in
uniform is a pure creation of the oppression of the state, an indispensable
tool of the blind and violent imposition that is made to intervene when the
little lies about rights and duties are no longer adequate, when individuals
head straight for their own path, toward freedom, cutting down the obstacles
that get in their way. Of course, dialogue interests the state, but only in the
shadow of a large amount of uniforms, now present everywhere in a suffocating
manner (the suffocating� presence of
which is everywhere). Again the cadets: �There must be unity between the
military world and the civilian world. The army is not outside society. When we
take its oath, we do it for civil society, for all.�
�� The general and his clones have spoken
clearly, still displaying the customary ridiculous apparatus of every good
military man: they are obedient robots and nothing else. This is their
function. If we don�t like it, let�s throw them all into the sea without
discussion.