DOYLE McMANUS: Veterans’ stories clarify truth about war

Here’s a summer reading suggestion you probably didn’t see coming: Try some of the excellent recent fiction produced about America’s wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, much of it by veterans.

Almost 14 years of combat haven’t pacified the Middle East, but at least they have produced a substantial contribution to American literature: impressive memoirs, fine novels and stories, even some significant poetry.

Our never-ending conflicts are in danger of becoming an abstraction to many civilians – even though we still have almost 10,000 troops in Afghanistan and more than 3,500 in Iraq (and that last number may climb in the months ahead). Well-made fiction, however, can sometimes make war more concrete than even the best journalism.

Here, for example, is a soldier in Kevin Powers’ novel “The Yellow Birds,” answering a reporter’s clumsy question - the one almost every civilian asks – what’s it like?

“It’s like a car accident. You know? That instant between knowing that it’s gonna happen and actually slamming into the other car,” the soldier says. “Except for here it can last for days.”

Powers, who served as an Army machine gunner in Iraq, describes a firefight as a chaos of noise and adrenaline:

“We heard bullets, sounds like small rips in the air, reports of rifles from somewhere we couldn’t see. I was struck by a kind of lethargy, in awe of the decisiveness of every single attenuated moment.”

There’s not much heroism in this generation’s war stories. Soldiers fight, bravely or not, to defend their buddies and keep their sanity, as soldiers have always done. And once the shooting is over, they can’t help wondering why they’re there.

“What are we doing?” a soldier asks a chaplain in Phil Klay’s remarkable collection of short stories, “Redeployment.” “We go down a street, get I.E.D.’d, the next day go down the same street and they’ve I.E.D.’d it again. It’s like, just keep going till you all die.”

In one story, “Prayer in the Furnace,” Klay, a former Marine staff officer, deploys a chaplain to wrestle with the problem of good and evil.

“I see mostly normal men, trying to do good, beaten down by horror, by their inability to quell their own rages,” the chaplain-narrator reflects after a corporal named Rodriguez confesses that he might have killed a civilian. “And yet, I have a sense that this place is holier than back home. Gluttonous, fat, oversexed, overconsuming, materialist home, where we’re too lazy to see our own faults. At least here, Rodriguez has the decency to worry about hell.”

OTHER WAR NOVELS

Other worthwhile novels on the Iraq war include “Fives and Twenty-Fives,” by Michael Pitre; the bestseller “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk,” by Ben Fountain (not a veteran, but many veterans say he got it right); and, on Afghanistan, “The Valley,” by John Renehan, and “Green on Blue,” by Elliott Ackerman (which focuses, unusually, on Afghan characters, not Americans).

There’s little explicit politics in these books; soldiers and Marines in war zones don’t spend much time debating foreign policy. Many focus instead on the jarring divide between daily life at home and the grueling experience of combat overseas.

The most painful passages in “The Yellow Birds,” for example, aren’t about warfare; they’re about the protagonist’s inability to reconnect to civilian life after a troubled tour of duty in Iraq. He stumbles into a group of his high school friends on a picnic and finds himself unable to speak; he has been robbed of his youth, they still have theirs.

“I don’t deserve anyone’s gratitude,” he frets.

Los Angeles Times