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you want a problem for which there is no solution — zero solution — it
is the problem of the war dead. Twenty Koreans, protesting the appearance
of the Japanese prime minister at a military shrine, actually severed
the tips of their little fingers. That is a pretty vivid form of protest,
not to be flirted with by aspiring violinists. Once upon a time I was
seated next to the Philippine president at dinner in Manila and he told
me of visiting Japan, a necessary diplomatic duty after his election.
It was very difficult to do because Ferdinand Marcos had suffered grievously
at the hands of the Japanese who invaded the Philippines. He arrived in
Tokyo and was taken to the great banquet hall. After dinner he was whisked
away to an adjacent chamber. "I saw there fifteen or twenty shriveled
old men and suddenly I knew who they were: former generals and admirals
of the hated Japanese military." The moment had come for the symbolic
offering. "The Japanese prime minister told me to point to any one
I liked, and his little finger would instantly be chopped off, as an indication
of the sincerity of their repentance."
Marcos prevailed on his hosts to do something else by way of demonstrating
national remorse, but that is the kind of thing the current prime minister
walked into early in the week. He had promised, seeking his party's endorsement
as leader, to honor the war dead on August 15, which is the day the Japanese
surrendered to the United States. Objections immediately were registered
— to "honor" that day meant to keep aflame the nationalist fires
that consumed Korea, much of China, and the Pacific. So what did the prime
minister do? He visited the shrine two days earlier. By such millimetric
measurements are political abysses hurdled. Koizumi was a paragon of grace
explaining what he did and why: "I am shamed that I had to retract
what I said as prime minister, but right now I have to put aside my longtime
beliefs and pursue my duty based on a wide range of national interests."
Politics requires political concessions, as President Bush is aware.
The whole business of the war dead is a recurrent problem. President Reagan
ran square into it in 1985 when he found that his schedulers had placed
him at a graveyard in Germany that held the bones not only of regular
army Germans, but also of dead SS troops. Elie Weisel, chief spokesman
for Holocaust victims, personally pleaded with the president to withdraw
his offer to appear. On the other side were those who counseled that it
was best to surmount the question — which German died honorably, which
dishonorably — and of course there was the diplomatic problem of disrupting
a schedule laid out for him by Chancellor Kohl, his host, at a series
of celebrations specifically designed to encourage the theme that bygones
are bygones. Which is right for diplomats, not right at all for historians
or moralists.
There is no way to get around the grotesque historical fact, which is
that soldiers fight heroically no matter the character of the government
they serve. On a millennial broadcast of Meet the Press, General
Powell was asked by Tim Russert what did he think was the salient fingerprint
of the 20th century, and he replied the heroism of the American fighting
man. I objected, on the grounds above: namely that Russians and Germans
also fought valiantly, never mind the cause they were serving. Senator
Moynihan genially intervened, raising his hand to say, "Bill, this
is one you won't win."
He was right. We honor the Confederate dead though they fought for a Confederacy
that would have preserved slavery. But it was a prophetic hallmark of
Lincoln to try to draw a curtain over that question. When Francisco Franco
opened the extraordinary Valley of the Fallen, honoring the dead in one
of the ugliest civil wars in history, he astonished the Spanish public
by declaring that the bones of those who fought on his side, and those
who fought on the other side, were welcome in that great tomb.
The Japanese prime minister can't have had in mind, when honoring his
war dead, the soldiers who undertook the rape of Nanking. There are buried,
we must suppose, in every German military cemetery the bones of truly
evil men. But to begin with, it's all but impossible to segregate these,
and the diplomatic imperative is to move in the other direction, in part
from necessity, in part from the sheer difficulty of performing the moral
divisions. This is a historical period in which the Japanese prime minister
honors his dead, and in which Winston Churchill and Franklin D. Roosevelt
exchanged toasts with Josef Stalin.
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