All The Light You Cannot See

The “Expert” Pat Lang (an “Expert“according to Paul Mulshine and Lang’s Sycophantic Fans), who was allegedly rejected by The Swamp yet still has so-called “Sources” in The Swamp that he thinks are credible, has weighed in on The Neocons and their designs on Trump. Obviously, The Truth is much more complex than Lang’s Reduction, but that aside, he neglected to mention something HUGE in his Analysis/Narrative. It’s not a coincidence there’s a substantial Gaping Hole.

I agree with him that The Neocons are Scumbags, but this goes well beyond a faction labeled The Neocons. It’s a Diabolical Rabbit Hole that has no bottom and once you enter, extracting yourself quickly becomes your goal versus the reason you journeyed into The Rabbit Hole. The Truth, in its entirety at least, is that elusive, and I’ve yet to come across any Analysis or Narrative that Nails It  and Lang’s Narrative is no exception.

Here’s a Screen Capture of it and a link to it in its entirety.

Here’s his second paragraph per that link in its entirety.

Such people, then and now, fervently believe in the Manifest Destiny of the United States as mankind’s best hope of a utopian future and concomitantly in the responsibility of the United States to lead mankind toward that future. Neocons believe that inside every Iraqi, Filipino or Syrian there is an American waiting to be freed from the bonds of tradition, local culture and general backwardness. For people with this mindset the explanation for the continuance of old ways lies in the oppressive and exploitative nature of rulers who block the “progress” that is needed. The solution for the imperialists and neocons is simple. Local rulers must be removed as the principal obstacle to popular emulation of Western and especially American culture and political forms. In the run up to the invasion of Iraq I was often told by leading neocon figures that the Muslims and particularly the Iraqis had no culture worth keeping and that once we had created new facts, (a Karl Rove quote) these people would quickly abandon their old ways and beliefs as they sought to become something like Americans. This notion has one major flaw. It is not necessarily correct. Often the natives are willing to fight you long and hard to retain their own ways. In the aftermath of the Spanish-American War the US acquired the Philippine Islands and sought to make the islands American in all things. The result was a terrible war against Filipino nationalists who did not want to follow the example of the “shining city on a hill.” No, the “poor fools” wanted to go their own way in their own way. The same thing happened in Iraq after 2003. The Iraqis rejected occupation and American “reform” of their country and a long and bloody war ensued.

There’s a hell of a lot of History he skipped between the Spanish-American War in 1898 and the War referred to euphemistically as Operation Iraqi Freedom in 2003. Like, say, The Vietnam War. It’s History, isn’t it? It was about Manifest Destiny, wasn’t it? It was Imperialism, wasn’t it? Oh wait, sorry, The Vietnam War was allegedly about The Truman Doctrine, wasn’t it? Silly me. There is a difference, you know. Semantics mean everything, don’t you know. What they both have in common is that they are both Imperialism. The Truman Doctrine feigned to be saving Indigenous Cultures from Communist Cultural Decimation but what it really was doing was saving Indigenous Cultures from Communist Cultural Decimation so that said Indigenous Cultures could ultimately be transformed into Capitalist Cultural Enclaves replete with Capitalist Consumer Culture. Nuance matters, even if the Goal is still the same.

Of course, in America’s effort to pick up where the Colonial French left off and preserve French Culture in Vietnam with an American Twist, 3 to 5 million Vietnamese were senselessly murdered. Had America minded its own business and kept to itself, those millions of Vietnamese who were senselessly murdered would have lived a full life and another 10 million or so would never have been injured and traumatized. Pat Lang did some of that murdering, injuring & traumatizing. The extent of what he did we’ll never know, but considering he was Special Ops, it’s a Good Bet it was Merciless & Gruesome. In otherwords, Atrocious.

The following articles explain.

The Vietnam War was an Atrocity perpetrated by America on The Vietnamese People. In fact, considering the numbers as indicated below, it was a Genocide in my opinion. No one was ever held to account. I’m holding them to account because someone has to do it. Some, or many actually, will say that America was not responsible for all of those deaths. Bullshit, you Fucking Lying Genocidal Apologists!!! Had America not Invaded & Occupied Vietnam, the Vietnamese would not have killed each other in the numbers we see below. America’s presence instigated, enabled and encouraged The Genocidal Carnage just as is happening in Syria at this very moment, yet Lang conveniently left it out of his woefully inadequate Analysis/Narrative.

Here’s the Salient Excerpt from the article linked to above revealing the extent of The Genocidal Carnage. America, and more specifically those responsible for prosecuting The Vietnam War, have never had to truly answer for their War Crimes and in fact quite the opposite has transpired. Many of them have been honored and they’re still respected to this day. If there’s a Hell, and I agree with Pope Franny there isn’t one, then surely it is for the likes of these Psychopathic Soulless Freaks who have not only not been held to account but who still threaten Innocents with murder to this very day. There can be no Progress without Justice. In the World I envision, a New World, a World based on Principles, that will be the very first Principle at the top of the List. Because in this World, it’s not even on the List if there’s even a List and I don’t think there is.

At least 4 million Vietnamese died as a direct result of the war, which means that at least 2 million civilians perished at the hands of U.S. forces and their mercenary brethren. When the war commenced in earnest in the 1960s, Vietnam’s population was 19 million. An incredible 21 percent of this population therefore perished. In 1960 the U.S. population was about 180 million. Imagine a war that killed nearly 38 million Americans.

The author of the article linked to above mentions Nick Turse’s book, Kill Anything That Moves: The Real American War in Vietnam. Following is an article where Nick Turse discusses the book. It’s an excellent read. The article. I’m sure the book is too, and in fact, even though I don’t purchase many books, I believe I will purchase this one. It’s THAT IMPORTANT. Nick Turse’s book explains why Lang skipped right over The Vietnam War.

Below are some Salient Excerpts from the article.

Turse wrote the book after stumbling on a previously unexplored cache of documents in the basement of the National Archives that detailed allegations of atrocities in Vietnam. The cases, says Turse, “were closed with little or seemingly no investigation done.”

“I asked the archivist, I said, ‘Who’s worked with this before?’ And he told me that people had looked at one or two individual case files, but that no one had really worked with the records in total. And when I looked at them, I realized that these weren’t in the secondary literature anywhere. Most of these cases had never been written about by historians, so I knew that this was a significant collection. And it took me a while, but I knew that I needed to work with it.”

Turse eventually interviewed more than 100 veterans, and says that the killings “stemmed from deliberate policies that were dictated at the highest levels of the U.S. military” — and that those policies prioritized body count.

“They had only this one metric really to go by — body count,” says Turse. “And they really never rethought how to fight the war. So when they weren’t able to achieve victory through attrition — through the body count, basically — the only recourse was to increase the firepower, and this was just turned loose on the Vietnamese countryside.”

“When I first found these records I was a graduate student. I was working on another dissertation at the time, and I was about 200 pages in, so I contacted a couple Vietnam War historians that I knew and tried to get them to work on it. … And one of them told me that he thought I should do this, that he was burnt out on the war. He had moved on to another project. … But this was something that I should do … that I should get down there right away.

“So I went to my dissertation adviser and I said, ‘Do you think that I can write a book and my dissertation at the same time?’ And he told me that he thought I was crazy, but he said, ‘You know, if it’s that important, then you should shift to this topic.’ And I said to him, ‘OK, but I’ll have to put together a grant proposal.’ … I was a grad student at the time; I didn’t have the funds for this project. He wrote me out a check on the spot and said to get down there right away before these records disappear.

“So within 24 hours I was in my car, and I drove down to the National Archives. And I put every cent that he gave me into copying, and I would copy from the moment the Archives opened in the morning until they kicked me out at night. And because I put all the money into copying, I went and slept in my car in the Archives parking lot.

“And I did this for a couple of nights, and by the end of it, I had the whole collection. And I thought my adviser was being a little paranoid, but it turned out to be excellent advice, because sometime after I published my first article on this, the records were pulled from the Archives’ shelves. And they haven’t been on the public shelves since.”

“He told me … he watched the point man — the lead man of his patrol — detain a young girl and molest her, and he thought to himself, you know, ‘My God, what’s going on here?’ And over the ensuing months, he watched a litany of atrocities take place: a young boy executed for no reason; an old man who was used for target practice; a prisoner thrown off a cliff; a man who was held down to be run over by an armored personnel carrier. … And when he first spoke up about brutality, his life was threatened and even his friends came up to him afterwards and said, ‘Listen, you better keep your mouth shut or you’re going to get a bullet in the back during a firefight.’

“So Jamie did keep his mouth shut, but he kept his eyes open. And he kept cataloging everything he saw. And the culmination of this was on Feb. 8, 1968. His unit rolled into a very small hamlet, and the commanding officer — a West Point-trained captain — ordered the civilians in that hamlet rounded up, and a lieutenant asked what should be done with these civilians. And the captain answered, ‘Kill anything that moves.’

“Jamie heard this over the radio … and he got up and tried to make his way towards the captain to see if he could intervene and rescind this order in some way, but he was just seconds late. He arrived on the scene to see five men arranged around these civilians open up on full automatic with their M-16 rifles and kill about 20 women and children.”

It’s all Important Information that Historians won’t Touch With A Ten Foot Pole, but I bolded the pertinent part.

A certain someone, and I’ll let you guess who that certain someone is, proclaimed to me the following. This same person threatened me in other more direct ways as well, but this Not-So-Veiled Threat was actually issued at this person’s blog before the Coward deleted it. Why did he delete it? Because he’s a Liar and a Coward, that’s why.

We had ways of taking care of guys like you in Vietnam.

This person who made the Not-So-Veiled Threat that he soon thereafter deleted, is referring to Inverse Fragging. Fragging, for those who don’t know, is when soldiers murder a fellow soldier who is in disfavor for whatever reason. The term typically refers to the murdering of an Officer by the Non-Commissioned Grunts but Fragging went both ways or all ways. “Listen, you better keep your mouth shut or you’re going to get a bullet in the back during a firefight. This is what happens when there is no Justice. Murderous Cowards live another day to Threaten & Murder because Creatures who engage in such behavior are Beyond Redemption. They are Permanently Damaged and don’t deserve to walk amongst Decent People any more than a Rabid Dog does.

There’s the cowardly bullet to the back of the head during a firefight as one way, but one wonders, or I do at least, what are the other ways since this Cowardly Freak used the plural.

Maybe this is one of the other ways. Am I right, Motherfucker?? Not that you’d be honest about it, you duplicitous Lying Scumbag.

Aside from Daniel Lang’s Casualties of War, a brilliantly-compact and harrowing account of the kidnap, gang-rape, and murder of a young Vietnamese girl (a New Yorker article-turned-book-turned-movie), you’re not likely to encounter the story of the rape of a Vietnamese woman by Americans in “the literature.” And yet the sexual assault of civilians by GIs was far from uncommon, even if you can read thousands of books on the Vietnam War and have little inkling that it ever happened. Hints about the harassment or sexual assault of American women—nurses, enlisted women, and so-called Donut Dollies—also rarely make it into the histories. And you can read most, perhaps all, of those 30,000 books without ever coming across a case of GI-on-GI rape in Vietnam.

But that’s just what happened on that August 31st at a US base in Vietnam’s far south, when three GI’s attacked a fellow American, a fellow soldier. For the purposes of this piece, we’ll call him Specialist Curtis. We know his story because the court martial records of one of his assailants, who was found guilty of and sentenced to prison time, made it to the National Archives where I found the document. But really, we know it because, according to the military judge presiding over the case, Curtis delivered “clear, strong, convincing, not halting, not hesitant, not reluctant, straight-forward, direct, willing, sincere, and not evasive” testimony. He and others told a brutal story, an obscene story—that is, a true war story.

Curtis was feeling sick that late summer day and wouldn’t drink with his hootch-mates, so they pounced on him, held his mouth open, and poured whisky down his throat. When he began to retch, they let him go and he ran outside to throw up. He returned to his bunk and they attacked him again. The cycle repeated itself twice more.

The last attempt to force Curtis to drink began with a threat. If he didn’t imbibe with them—”them” being a fellow specialist, a private first class, and a private—they swore they would anally rape him.

Curtis resisted.

In a flash, the three tore off his bed sheets and flipped him onto his stomach. They leaned on him to hold him down as he thrashed and bucked, while they ripped off his underwear. Then they smeared hand lotion all over his buttocks. As Curtis cried out for help, the private mounted him. He began to rape him and was heard to exclaim that it was “really good, it was tight.” After the private was finished, the private first class raped Curtis. The specialist followed. “I know you enjoy it,” Curtis heard one of them say before he blacked out from the pain. Across the hootch, another private watched the entire episode. Curtis had protested, he’d later say, but this soldier did nothing to intervene. He was, he later testified, “very scared” of the three attackers.

After Curtis regained consciousness, he retreated to the showers. When he finally returned to the hootch, the fellow specialist who raped him issued a threat. If he reported the attack, they would swear that he had paid them $20 each to have sex with him.

That’s a true war story.

And that’s a Vietnam War story that’s absent from our histories of the conflict—all 30,000 of them.

Given the stigma attached to rape, especially decades ago, and the added stigma attached to male rape victims, it’s shocking that the case ever became public, no less that it went to trial in a military court, or that the victim gave clear, graphic, painful testimony. The truth was out there, but no one ever told this story to the wider world—neither the victim, the perpetrators, the witnesses, the lawyers, the judge, the commanders at the base, nor a historian. You could read thousands of books on the Vietnam War—even books devoted to hidden histories, secrets, and the like—and never know that, in addition to rifles and rice paddies, war is also about rape, even male-on-male rape, even GI-on-GI rape. Just how many such rapes occurred, we’ll never know, because such acts were and generally still are kept secret.

Veterans don’t tell these stories. They almost never offer up accounts of murder, assault, torture, or rape unsolicited. They don’t want you to know. Such realities need to be mined out of them. I’ve done it for the last 10 years, and believe me, it can be exhausting.

Veterans, their advocates, and their defenders often tell us it’s never okay to ask if a soldier or marine killed somebody “over there.” But if veterans refuse to offer up unsanitized accounts of their wartime experiences and it’s improper for us to ask what they did, how can civilians be faulted for failing to understand war?

To set the historical record straight, I’ve traveled across the globe, walked into people’s homes, and asked them questions to which, in a better world than ours, no one should have to know the answers. I’ve asked elderly Vietnamese to recount the most horrific traumas imaginable. I’ve induced rivers of tears. I’ve sat impassively, taking notes as an older woman, bouncing her grandchild on her knee, told me what it was like to be raped with an American weapon.

As I said, war is obscene.

I also asked these questions of American veterans because—some notable and iconic exceptions aside—too few have had the courage of that Vietnamese grandmother. After all, some American raped her with that weapon, but as far as I know—and if anybody knew, it would probably be me—he never leveled with the American public about the true nature of his war. He never told the truth, publicly apologized, voiced regret, or even for that matter boasted about it, nor did he ever make a case for why raping a woman with a weapon was warranted in wartime. He kept it a secret and, if he’s still alive, continues to do so today. We all suffer for his silence.

On a single day in August 1969, on one base, three GIs raped a fellow American soldier. Three rapes. One day. What does that mean? What does it say about men? About the military? About war? We can’t know for sure because we’ll never know the whole truth of sexual assault in Vietnam. The men involved in wartime sex crimes—in raping Vietnamese women, in sodomizing them, in violating them with bottles and rifle muzzles, in sexually assaulting American women, in raping American men—have mostly remained silent about it.

One of the rapists in this case may have passed away, but at least one is still apparently alive in the United States. Maybe even on your street. For decades we knew nothing of their crimes, so we know less than we should about the Vietnam War and about war in general.

Maybe it’s time to start asking questions of our veterans. Hard questions. They shouldn’t be the only ones with the knowledge of what goes on in armies and in war zones. They didn’t get to Vietnam (or Iraq or Afghanistan) on their own and they shouldn’t shoulder the blame or the truth alone and in silence. We all bear it. We all need to hear it. The sooner, the better.

Oh, I’m sure there are more than a few of these Types living as our neighbors. They’re on The Net too and some of them are Honored & Revered & Decorated and considered Experts. They deserve nothing less than Crucifixion and then Eternity in the Hell that doesn’t exist but it should for the likes of these Cretins. Cowards that they are, they won’t tell you what they did in Vietnam, because if they did, maybe you’d be inclined to gouge their eyes out with your thumbs and then chop their scrotum off and shove it down their throat before cutting their tongues out.

In the article linked to above, Nick Turse said the following which is VERY TELLING and explains the title of this blog post.

I was a grad student at the time; I didn’t have the funds for this project. He wrote me out a check on the spot and said to get down there right away before these records disappear.

“So within 24 hours I was in my car, and I drove down to the National Archives. And I put every cent that he gave me into copying, and I would copy from the moment the Archives opened in the morning until they kicked me out at night. And because I put all the money into copying, I went and slept in my car in the Archives parking lot.

“And I did this for a couple of nights, and by the end of it, I had the whole collection. And I thought my adviser was being a little paranoid, but it turned out to be excellent advice, because sometime after I published my first article on this, the records were pulled from the Archives’ shelves. And they haven’t been on the public shelves since.

Imagine that. All The Light You Cannot See. That Archived Information is The Light. And it’s just The Tip of the Iceberg as far as The Light is concerned. Who are The Keepers Of The Light? The Light, in case you haven’t figured it out, is The Truth. And there’s a thing called The National Security State that keeps you from The Light. The National Security State is comprised of The Demiurge’s Orcs and The Demiurge, who calls himself God by the way, created this Material Reality to keep you from The Light. The Pic at the top of this blog post is the Visualization of this Concept. I’ve found the way out of The Cave into The Light but it’s lonely. I want you to be here too. If enough of us exit The Cave and bask in The Light, that New World I’m envisioning will become a Reality and there doesn’t have to be a Tsunami of Blood to accomplish that. The Light does all the work. You just have to find it and I’m here to help you do just that.

This is a great book, by the way. Here’s a quote. “War is a bazaar where lives are traded like any other commodity: chocolate or bullets or parachute silk.”