war, grandad?
A controversial new book claims that, far from hating war, soldiers thrive on the thrill of dispatching the enemy. Peter Kingston reports
Since the end of conscription, the British army has tried a variety of tricks to lure young men and women to take the queen’s fivepence. See the world, get yourself a trade, drive vehicles with big wheels, do exciting outdoor stuff with ropes … Lately, army advertising campaigns have developed along more humanitarian lines. On guard duty in a convoy, the truck full of refugees in front of you hits a landmine. How will you get over to them to help? Or your squad is stuck in a snowstorm for the night, and you only have one blanket. Who will you give it to?
What the recruitment ads don’t emphasise is that, however much the role of the military may have changed, armies go to war and soldiers kill people. And whereas a fast-jet pilot or sailor can have long-range contact with the enemy, the soldier must be ready to fight hand to hand, eyeball to eyeball.
Combat is terrible work, certainly. Horrific, dehumanising, one would think, and that is perhaps why the recruitment ads avoid it. But an extraordinary new book, collating the correspondence of hundreds of ordinary soldiers from the 20th-century’s greatest wars, purports to have proved the opposite. An Intimate History of Killing: Face-to-Face Killing in Twentieth Century Warfare rips the subject open. The unspoken truth about this legalised, state-sanctioned taking of lives, the book says, is that many soldiers have found it thrilling and highly pleasurable.
As its author, Dr Joanna Bourke, expected, the book has already attracted fierce criticism from some reviewers, notably Anthony Beevor, author of Stalingrad. And although she is getting support from individual old soldiers, veterans’ associations have reacted with outrage.
Bourke is an apparently unlikely stirrer of the stuffy world of military history. In her cramped office at Birkbeck College, she wears a chic trouser suit and platform heels. Despite the lever arch box file next to her foot labelled “bayonets, snipers, atrocities”, she is not a military historian, she says, but a cultural historian of the military. One of her earlier books was an economic history of housework in Ireland.
She began digging into military matters with her last book, Dismembering the Male: Men’s Bodies, Britain and the Great War, which examines the different compensation rates paid to men who lost bodily bits in World War I: so much for an arm, so much for a leg, so much for the genitalia. While searching the voluminous collections of letters and diaries held by the Imperial War Museum, she was surprised to read recurrent accounts by soldiers of their intense enjoyment of killing.
Time and again, in the hundreds of letters written to loved ones back home by frontline troops in both world wars and in Vietnam, Bourke read an unequivocal message. For sheer excitement, the writers confessed, there is little to beat ramming your bayonet into another man’s body.
“One day I secured a direct hit on an enemy encampment, saw bodies or parts of bodies go up in the air, and heard the desperate yelling of the wounded or the runaways,” wrote an officer commanding a trench mortar in World War I. “I had to confess to myself that it was one of the happiest moments of my life.”
Another soldier admitted that the first time he stuck a German with a bayonet was “gorgeously satisfying”. From Vietnam, a soldier wrote of the “sense of power, of looking down the barrel of a rifle at somebody and saying, `Wow, I can drill this guy'”.
The willingness to confess to this ecstasy of killing in letters to mothers, wives and girlfriends invariably vanished by the time soldiers returned home, says Bourke. “How many did you kill in the war, dad?” rarely got a ready answer, the earlier confessional eagerness having been replaced in some cases by shame.
Many of the histories of modern warfare have focused on the terror, squalor, deprivation and hardship, despite overwhelming evidence (Bourke says it is “as good as it gets” in her subject) that men derived pleasure from it.
Few sources are richer for historians than military archives. Bourke has picked diaries and letters by 300 men from each war, a “fabulous sample”, she enthuses. “It’s really difficult to get letters and diaries from the past from outside the upper-middle classes. The only time working-class people wrote letters was in war.”
If the thrill factor is so obvious, why hasn’t it been publicised before, let alone been written about by academics? There are many reasons, she says. “Clearly we don’t want to encourage war. It’s actually disturbing for us to acknowledge that ordinary people have this ability to get pleasure from acts of extreme violence against fellow human beings.
“There’s also this notion that somehow it does discredit to the combatants that they get pleasure. It puts a question mark over our motives for war and killing.”
Bourke knows she is raking a hornet’s nest. Members of veterans’ associations have stood up to denounce her thesis at pre-publication lectures and talks. She spent Easter at the Australian Defence Force Academy in Canberra, talking about her work. “I got the clear message that they’d rather I wasn’t saying these things.” But from the handful of letters she has so far received from individual ex-servicemen who have got to hear about her work comes confirmation and support for what she is saying. One of her postcards, from a former army captain who fought in the Korean war, said her research had got it just right: he recalled how “super” it was to wipe out the enemy, and added: “Big masturbations afterwards!”
An Intimate History of Killing has already won one award – the Fraenkel Prize in contemporary history – but the verdicts of several military historians have been less glowing. Anthony Beevor suggests Bourke’s thesis was shaped to fit “a pretty extreme feminist agenda”.
Her analysis is ultimately inadequate, he argues, because it fails to take into account the effect of the most powerful of wartime instincts – fear. “Most wars have shown that it is self-preservation and the suppression of fear that create the biggest explosions of violence. [Bourke’s] book is a polemic, not an objective work of history.”
So why stir up such dark forces? What benefits can come from sending up flares to light up issues that people have instinctively avoided during peace time normality?
“It is a taboo,” says Bourke. “It’s not pleasant to think about and it was surprising for me when I came across it.
“But I do think there is a value in bringing it out into the open. Firstly, being a historian, I think there’s a value in trying to understand what happened in the past and how people responded to major events.”
She also wanted to redress some of the attitudes fostered in conflict. “I find it frankly disturbing that we do talk about how they killed us, the nasty Huns, and this notion that we were there to be killed, not to kill.”
She believes that civilians on the home front often showed more bloodthirsty feelings about the enemy than did the men in the frontline, who tended to be quite sympathetic to soldiers in a similar predicament to themselves. Her chapter on women at war shows they could be equally eager to kill the enemy, particularly in anti-aircraft gunnery.
Even darker is the evidence of British and American atrocities.
“We committed lots and lots of atrocities in both world wars,” says Bourke, “particularly in the killing of prisoners.” And rape, too, though this is harder to document. In letters and diaries from both world wars men talk of comrades committing rape, always in terms of disapproval. In Vietnam, some GIs admitted committing rape themselves. Everyone else was doing it and they risked being ostracised if they didn’t follow.
The Vietnam accounts were again invariably disapproving of rape. Some men blamed the enemy for brutalising them. They described the act in violent terms, never orgasmic, unlike killing.
In trying to describe the intense thrill of killing, men in World War II and Vietnam often resorted to sexual metaphor. “It was like the best sex ever”, or “I had a hard-on” were common variations on a theme.
Bourke is wary of reading too much into the comparisons between sex and killing.
“So many men say it that it must be the case that they got a sexual thrill, but we must be cautious,” she says.
“These are people trying to convey a very powerful experience and there are inadequate terms for doing it. One way of describing it to a wife or a girlfriend is to sexualise it.
“I went into this much more judgmental than I’ve come out,” says Bourke.
“I went in thinking I was dealing with an aberrant group of people somehow different from me and my friends and that’s patently not the case.
“To see war and see ourselves in war as we really are – pretty nasty creatures – is a good thing.”