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Friday, 31 August 2007

Marine tells of order to execute Haditha women and children

CAMP PENDLETON, United States (AFP) - A US Marine was ordered to execute a room full of Iraqi women and children during an alleged massacre in Haditha that left 24 people dead, a military court heard Thursday…

“I told him there were women and kids inside there. He said ‘Well, shoot them,’” Mendoza told [the] prosecutor.

“And what did you say to him?” Sullivan asked.

“I said ‘But they’re just women and children.’ He didn’t say nothing.”

Rob Woollard. AP

I’m going to point out a couple of things about this that make it more wrong than you might have already figured out.

  1. Mendoza’s reaction to Marine, Lance Corporal Stephen Tatum telling him to shoot seven women and children he found cowering in a bedroom wasn’t, “US Marines don’t kill innocent human beings.” It was, “Maybe US Marines shouldn’t kill women and children on purpose. I’m just saying, you know?”

Number two was my sociology teacher, Bobby Anaya. A hell of a man I wish I’d known better. Peaceful. Supportive. Kind. Willing to teach us kids things the school system didn’t directly approve of, like sex ed, and probably the first detailed, helpful explanation of menses that most of the 14 year-old girls in the class had ever heard.

Mr Anaya’s arm barely worked. You could see the scars up and down it and the obvious lack of musculature and missing tendons that made his hand half-claw.

Like a lot Vietnam vets, he didn’t talk much about the war. I have no idea how his arm got hurt, for example. He never said a word about it. Could have been a shop accident but somehow you and I both know it wasn’t.

What he did tell us one afternoon in the bunker-like cement halls of Taos Junior High School was that after his squad rounded up a village of Vietnamese civvies and put them in a bomb crater as an ad hoc holding cell his platoon leader swung by to order him to drop a grenade in with them on the way out of Dodge.

Fortunately Bobby was a fuck of a lot smarter, and I suspect more honest, than Humberto Mendoza. He didn’t say, “No.” It was business as usual. If he didn’t do it, someone else would. Women and kids were killed for sport. Looting and torture were just another pass time. That’s what war is.

Bobby waited till his platoon was ostensibly out of frag range and he tossed that pineapple in the bushes instead of the bomb crater.

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