Such promises, the bigger the better, are now a necessity if you happen to be a Republican candidate for president. The Democrats have a lesser but similar set of options available, which is why even Bernie Sanders only calls for holding the Pentagon budget at its present staggering level or for the most modest of cuts, not for reducing it significantly. And even when, for instance, the urge to rein in military expenses did sweep Washington as part of an overall urge to cut back government expenses, it only resulted in a half-secret slush fund or "war budget" that kept the goodies flowing in.
These should all be taken as symptoms of Washington's military addiction and of what happens when the slightest signs of withdrawal set in. The U.S. military is visibly the drug of choice in the American political arena and, as is only appropriate for the force that has, since 2002, funded, armed, and propped up the planet's largest supplier of opium, once you're hooked, there's no shaking it.
Hawkish Washington
Recently, in the New York Times Magazine, journalist Mark Landler offered a political portrait entitled "How Hillary Clinton Became a Hawk." He laid out just how the senator and later secretary of state remade herself as, essentially, a military groupie, fawning over commanders or former commanders ranging from then-General David Petraeus to Fox analyst and retired general Jack Keane; how, that is, she became a figure, even on the present political landscape, notable for her "appetite for military engagement abroad" (and as a consequence, well-defended against Republican charges of "weakness").
There's no reason, however, to pin the war-lover or "last true hawk" label on her alone, not in present-day Washington. After all, just about everyone there wants a piece of the action. During their primary season debates, for instance, a number of the Republican candidates spoke repeatedly about building up the U.S. Sixth Fleet in the Mediterranean, while making that already growing force sound like a set of decrepit barges.
To offer another example, no presidential candidate these days could afford to reject the White House-run drone assassination program. To be assassin-in-chief is now considered as much a part of the presidential job description as commander-in-chief, even though the drone program, like so many other militarized foreign policy operations these days, shows little sign of reining in terrorism despite the number of "bad guys" and terror "leaders" it kills (along with significant numbers of civilian bystanders). To take Bernie Sanders as an example -- because he's as close to an antiwar candidate as you'll find in the present election season -- he recently put something like his stamp of approval on the White House drone assassination project and the "kill list" that goes with it.
Mind you, there is simply no compelling evidence that the usual military solutions have worked or are likely to work in any imaginable sense in the present conflicts across the Greater Middle East and Africa. They have clearly, in fact, played a major role in the creation of the present disaster, and yet there is no place at all in our political system for genuinely antiwar figures (as there was in the Vietnam era, when a massive antiwar movement created space for such politics). Antiwar opinions and activities have now been driven to the peripheries of the political system along with a word like, say, "peace," which you will be hard-pressed to find, even rhetorically, in the language of "wartime" Washington.
The Look of "Victory"
If a history were to be written of how the U.S. military became Washington's drug of choice, it would undoubtedly have to begin in the Cold War era. It was, however, in the prolonged moment of triumphalism that followed the Soviet Union's implosion in 1991 that the military gained its present position of unquestioned dominance.
In those days, people were still speculating about whether the country would reap a "peace dividend" from the end of the Cold War. If there was ever a moment when the diversion of money from the U.S. military and the national security state to domestic concerns might have seemed like a no-brainer, that was it. After all, except for a couple of rickety "rogue states" like North Korea or Saddam Hussein's Iraq, where exactly were this country's enemies to be found? And why should such a muscle-bound military continue to gobble up tax dollars at such a staggering rate in a reasonably peaceable world?
In the decade or so that followed, however, Washington's dreams turned out to run in a very different direction -- toward a "war dividend" at a moment when the U.S. had, by more or less universal agreement, become the planet's "sole superpower." The crew who entered the White House with George W. Bush in a deeply contested election in 2000 had already been mainlining the military drug for years. To them, this seemed a planet ripe for the taking. When 9/11 hit, it loosed their dreams of conquest and control, and their faith in a military that they believed to be unstoppable. Of course, given the previous century of successful anti-imperial and national independence movements, anyone should have known that, no matter the armaments at hand, resistance was an inescapable reality on Planet Earth.
Thanks to such predictable resistance, the drug-induced imperial dreamscape of the Busheviks would prove a fantasy of the first order, even if, in that post-9/11 moment, it passed for bedrock (neo)realism. If you remember, the U.S. was to "take the gloves off" and release a military machine so beyond compare that nothing would be capable of standing in its path. So the dream went, so the drug spoke. Don't forget that the greatest military blunder (and crime) of this century, the invasion of Iraq, wasn't supposed to be the end of something, but merely its beginning. With Iraq in hand and garrisoned, Washington was to take down Iran and sweep up what Russian property from the Cold War era still remained in the Middle East. (Think: Syria.)
A decade and a half later, those dreams have been shattered, and yet the drug still courses through the bloodstream, the military bands play on, and the march to... well, who knows where... continues. In a way, of course, we do know where (to the extent that we humans, with our limited sense of the future, can know anything). In a way, we've already been shown a spectacle of what "victory" might look like once the Greater Middle East is finally "liberated" from the Islamic State.
The descriptions of one widely hailed victory over that brutal crew in Iraq -- the liberation of the city of Ramadi by a U.S.-trained elite Iraqi counterterrorismforce backed by artillery and American air power -- are devastating. Aided and abetted by Islamic State militants igniting or demolishing whole neighborhoods of that city, the look of Ramadi retaken should give us a grim sense of where the region is heading. Here's how the Associated Press recently described the scene, four months after the city fell:
"This is what victory looks like...: in the once thriving Haji Ziad Square, not a single structure still stands. Turning in every direction yields a picture of devastation. A building that housed a pool hall and ice cream shops -- reduced to rubble. A row of money changers and motorcycle repair garages -- obliterated, a giant bomb crater in its place. The square's Haji Ziad Restaurant, beloved for years by Ramadi residents for its grilled meats -- flattened. The restaurant was so popular its owner built a larger, fancier branch across the street three years ago. That, too, is now a pile of concrete and twisted iron rods.
"The destruction extends to nearly every part of Ramadi, once home to 1 million people and now virtually empty."
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