“We’re committing genocide in Iraq”

Iraq veteran Jimmy Massey speaks to the WSWS
“We’re committing genocide in Iraq”
By Jeff Riedel
11 November 2004

Former Staff Sergeant Jimmy Massey, a 12-year Marine veteran, lives in Waynesville, North Carolina, a small town in the Smoky Mountains just outside of Ashville, where he spoke to the World Socialist Web Site. He is one of a growing number of American soldiers returning from Iraq who have become outspoken opponents of the war.

Massey entered Iraq as part of the initial US invasion in March 2003. He witnessed—and in some cases participated in—the killing of innocent civilians. During a single 48-hour period, he says, he saw as many as 30 civilians killed by US gunfire at highway checkpoints.

The brutality of the US military’s retaliation against the growing resistance of the Iraqi people transformed his view of the occupation and changed him for life. Massey, horrified and unable to reconcile himself to what was taking place, began to speak out to his superiors. He was eventually medi-vaced out of Iraq and diagnosed with depression and post-traumatic stress disorder. Labeled as a conscientious objector by his commanders, Massey sought legal counsel and won his honorable discharge in December 2003.

Massey grew up in the mountains of western North Carolina. His father was a truck driver who was shot and killed during a confrontation with the Florida State Police when Massey was still in his early teens. He then moved with his mother to Texas, where she took a job with the Texas Board of Corrections. He grew up in a household where at times there was very little money and little to eat. He would eventually join the Marines and became a recruiter himself in the late 1990s. He was sent to Kuwait in December 2002, in preparation for the invasion of Iraq.

Massey’s disillusionment with the military began as a recruiter, when he started to question the methods used by the Marines in preying on young people from economically depressed areas. His feelings would soon be deepened by his experience in Iraq.

“When I was on recruiting duty, I really began to question what was going on,” he said. “I’m not going to say that the Marine Corps is all flat-out lies, but it is very misleading the way we enlist recruits. A lot of the kids joining the military are from the ‘barrios’ and ‘hoods,’ or the poor parts of the Appalachian Mountains, where we’re sitting right here. Appalachia has some of the poorest counties in the country—so they’re sweeping them up.

“You know, these kids are just thankful that they’ve got some health care—for a lot of them, the first time they even went to the dentist is when they joined the Marine Corps. Then you pump them full of patriotism and intangible benefits—self-confidence and what not—and now you’re indoctrinating a young person with an ideology.

“Boot camp is designed to dehumanize and desensitize a person to violence. I was a Marine Corps boot camp instructor for two-and-a-half years, and I know that it is designed to strip you down and rebuild you. The only purpose of the Marine Corps is to meet the enemy on the battlefield and destroy them.”

Massey asserted that, given the economic conditions in the US today, there exists what amounts to an economic draft of young Americans into the military.

“Here’s the problem in America, what we’re living in is becoming an increasingly militaristic society, where poor people have been encouraged to sign up as the front line,” Massey said.

“A large percentage of the so-called growth in this country is associated with the military. The bottom line is, for the Halliburtons and Enrons war is good, but for the poor and for all of the soldiers coming home, especially the ones coming home wounded, there’s not much of a future. But for a lot of the kids getting ready to graduate high-school, the military is looking pretty good because their families have no money to send them to college.”

Massey’s career as a recruiter ended after he wrote a mission statement to his commanding officers, outlining his personal concerns with the issues of recruitment. The process of reaching the point of speaking out was not an easy one, he recalled.

“I’ll be honest with you, when you’re in the military, it’s a lot like being in a mafia family. You don’t step outside the family, and it’s a very sheltered environment. I mean, you’re taken care of. You’ve got a guaranteed paycheck on the 1st and the 15th, and when you’re living on a Marine base, it’s a bit like a utopia. But with the utopia comes the conformity to the ideology, which allows the utopia to continue. If you break away from the family, they’re going to do whatever they can to keep you quiet.

“It’s very hard to break away from—you have to reach down deep in your soul for answers to questions that begin to come up. And what happened with me was, I was coming into contact with groups like the War Resisters League while I was out on recruitment duty. They were out there counter-recruiting. I started reading some of the literature that they were passing out at the high schools. I became curious and started doing my own research, finding out certain things about America’s involvement in other countries.”

In Iraq, Massey was brought face to face with this involvement. The initial invasion took on the character of a one-sided slaughter, with the world’s strongest military power armed with the most technologically advanced weapons, on the one hand, and a disarmed and virtually defenseless military of a country already devastated by a decade of sanctions, on the other.

“You have to look at what was the overall goal of the mission. That was pretty evident when, eight months before we even left to go to Kuwait, the Marines were training to shut down and take over the Ar Rumaylah oil fields. We had detailed schematics and terrain models of all of the oil fields outside of Basra, and once we took care of those, all that was left was the ride into Baghdad.

“We were like a bunch of cowboys who rode into town shooting up the place. I saw charred bodies in vehicles that were clearly not military vehicles. I saw people dead on the side of the road in civilian clothes. As a matter of fact, I only remember seeing a couple of bodies in military uniform the whole time.

“There wasn’t a whole lot of direct fighting to speak of. There were some firefights—I mean I had bullet holes in the side of my Humvee—but it wasn’t like major combat action. We took the highway the whole way up to Baghdad. They had no artillery; they had no air support. They were so weakened by all the sanctions. All of their equipment was in very bad shape. Most of their hardware was left over from the war against Iran. The first Gulf War just devastated them. I don’t think they had the will or the opportunity to fight.”

Massey said that the hostility of the Iraqi people to the presence of the US military grew exponentially over the time he was there in direct response to the brutal methods employed by American troops against the entire Iraqi population.

“As far as I’m concerned, the real war did not begin until they saw us murdering innocent civilians,” he said. “I mean, they were witnessing their loved ones being murdered by US Marines. It’s kind of hard to tell someone that they are being liberated when they just saw their child shot or lost their husband or grandmother.”

Massey manned a number of US military checkpoints on Iraqi highways in the months following the invasion. He described how, when cars failed to stop, out of confusion or otherwise, the order was to ‘light them up’ or open fire. It was at one of the checkpoints that Massey’s attitude toward the war reached its turning point.

“We signaled a car to stop and when it didn’t we opened fire. They were innocent civilians. We found no weapons, no explosives—nothing. Somehow, and I have no idea how he could have done it, but one guy got out of the car and he wasn’t badly wounded. He was the brother of one of the men bleeding to death in the car. He looked at me and asked, ‘Why did you kill my brother. What did he do to you?’ There were 30-plus civilians killed over two days at these checkpoints.”

Massey described the chaotic and reckless character of the roadside checkpoints and the indifference of the military leadership to the culture of the people that they were there supposedly to help.

“When you put your hand up in the air with a closed fist, in the Marines it means you want them to stop,” he said. “But, as we later learned, it’s actually the international sign of solidarity. It has a totally different meaning for the Iraqis—to them it was a sign like hello. And that was just one example of how we were not trained properly to understand the cultural differences between us and them.

“The bottom line is they [the military command] don’t see the need to teach culture and humanity to men whose singular purpose is to kill. And that was just one of the cultural miscues. I blame the top of the chain of command, from the President down to Tommy Franks [the former commander-in-chief of US occupation forces] to General [James] Mattis [commander of the First Marine Division]. They all knew that the military was not trained properly when it comes to dealing with Muslim culture and a foreign land. But that was not our purpose for being there.”

In the midst of the widespread killing of civilians, Massey was struck by the callousness of the military command and the lack of humanitarian assistance they were offering the Iraqi people. This further deepened his doubts about the true purpose of the war.

“We actually left all of the humanitarian MRE’s [Meals Ready to Eat] in Kuwait,” he recalled. “We were supposed to give these out for relief, and we left them in Kuwait. They were just for show when the film crews came into the camps. We also had this big show with the medical supplies that we were prepping for Iraqi casualties. We were supposed to get in there and take care of them.

“But I’ll give you an example of what we actually did. After we shot up this car with civilians, I called in the corpsmen to bring in stretchers. They came in and put two men on stretchers. Five minutes later, they brought them back and dumped their bodies on the side of the road. They were still alive. They were riddled with bullets—one guy was just rolling in agony on the side of the road.”

At the time, intelligence reports were streaming in describing insurgents and rebels driving ambulances and civilian cars. In a growing atmosphere of fear within US military ranks, the entire Iraqi population was now viewed as the enemy.

“We’re thinking everyone is a terrorist,” Massey recalled. “Here we are on no sleep, and there are intelligence reports coming in right and left about suicide attacks and the Republican Guard and so on—attacks being mounted against American forces. So cars come driving through our checkpoints, and our orders are to light them up. The amazing thing about it is that we were telling the Iraqis the exact opposite. We were telling them to keep their schools open, keep the hospitals open, to go about their normal routine—‘we’re not here to hurt you, we’re just here to overthrow Saddam.’ So these people were just doing their normal routines, and they were getting frickin’ blasted for it.”

A recent study estimated the number of Iraqi deaths since the start of the war in March 2003 at around 100,000. When asked if this number seemed accurate, Massey responded:

“Yes, but that of course does not include the thousands more who will be dying from disease because of a lack of medical supplies, clean water, or proper sanitation. It does not include the hundreds of thousands that died in Iraq before the war even began from the sanctions. We are committing genocide in Iraq, and that is the intention.”

It is now well established that all of the pretexts for launching the unprovoked war in Iraq were based on manipulated intelligence and lies. In its drive toward war, the Bush administration fraudulently exploited the September 11 attacks to spread fear and panic throughout the country, and this, as Massey notes, was very effective in the South, where he is from.

“This started with Nixon,” he said. “The South was always predominantly Democratic, but Nixon began this campaign to turn the Southern mentality into Republican mentality, which he did very successfully by taking advantage of the religious orientation of the southern population—the Southern Baptists and what not. And Bush has been able to tap into the religious base here and get into the minds of Southerners, using Christianity, where anything he says is considered the gospel.

“He used this influence in part to sell the war in Iraq, based on fear. But the tide is turning. I think a lot of Southerners are saying ‘enough is enough - it’s time to get out of Iraq.’ I just read a letter to the editor in the Mountaineer, a small local newspaper down here. The lead article on the front page is about a high school football game—I mean this is a small-town paper. The letter is called ‘Country needs to get out of Iraq’ and here’s what it says:

“‘Hindsight is 20/20 and this is a war that should have never been fought. As a Navy veteran with more than 20 years of service, I would be the first one to step forward in the defense of our country. This is not the case here—President Bush has a personal agenda. Arab oil is not worth any American life. We need to get our troops home now! Let’s redirect our talents and energies to finding alternate energy sources.’”

Diagnosed with depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, Massey was sent home to argue his case against a dishonorable discharge in the summer of 2003.

“I told them, ‘If you want to label me a conscientious objector for not wanting to kill innocent civilians, then I’ll see you in court.’ The psychologist that I went to see said ‘Well, I don’t deal with conscientious objectors, that’s something the chaplain’s going have to do.’ So the next day I had a meeting with the regimental Sergeant Major—who’s pretty high ranking, in charge of about 4,000 Marines.

“I had a seat in his office, and he said that the Sergeant Major over in Iraq had sent him an e-mail explaining everything, and that I should stop worrying, that he was going to fix everything and it would all be okay. But just before I started to speak, I saw him reach into his desk drawer and pressed what I know was the record button on a tape recorder, and then he closed the drawer really fast and acted all nonchalant. I was thinking, ‘Damn, if you’re going to entrap me then at least try to cover it up a little.’

“So I sat there saying nothing, and finally he says, ‘You know, you only have another seven years to retire—we’re going to move you to a nice little office somewhere or passing out basketballs or something like that...you’ve got a lot vested in the Marine Corps and you need to think about your retirement.’

“I stood up and said ‘Well, Sergeant Major, I don’t want your retirement and I don’t want your benefits. We killed innocent civilians, and you have to face that responsibility, and I’m going to tell everybody what happened.’ I remember his face turned red, and he said that there was going to be legal repercussions that go along with that decision. I told him that I would not expect anything less from the Marine Corps.”

Massey recalls walking directly from the meeting to the Base Exchange, where he picked up a copy of the Marine Corps Times and called a lawyer who was listed in the back. The lawyer was Gary Meyers, whose practice dates back to the My Lai trials during the Vietnam War. There was no trial for Massey. In the end, the Marines backed down and agreed to his honorable discharge. He is currently working on a book and plans on using whatever proceeds there are from it to start a post-traumatic stress disorder foundation.

“What do you tell a kid that just came back from war with the economy the way it is and the lack of jobs, who’s just got finished murdering innocent civilians because his government has violated every law in the Geneva Conventions?” Massey asked. “You expect him to come back to the US and be a productive citizen? What do you do? For me, I keep hanging on to one thing that my grandfather used to say: ‘The truth shall set you free.’ I’ll keep talking as long as people listen.”

Reverend Blair
This story is getting more and more familiar. The US military is slowly losing the faith of its own members. Another parallel to the Vietnam era.
Free Thinker
Quote: Originally Posted by Reverend Blair

This story is getting more and more familiar. The US military is slowly losing the faith of its own members. Another parallel to the Vietnam era.

It's not the only thing similar to that era, we also have tons (as you very well know) of Americans interested in emigrating to other countries. I don't know how many have yet, but as you know, even the American news organisations have reported on this.
Rick van Opbergen
I've read the article and think it is very disturbing.
Sobering. But oh well, they're just poor-people. Nothing to get upset over, right?
Rick van Opbergen
What a great sense of sarcasm
It's the only thing that gets me through. I wouldn't live a DAY without it.
Paranoid Dot Calm
I find it facinating to watch and hear how the military brass phyche these young guys out, so that they become killing machines.

On CNN and other stations, the brass refer to "God" and "Garbage" and "pay-back".

It must be quite difficult when these young guys return home and get married and have kids of their own.
If a soldier killed an Iraqi kid while the kid was playing ball on the street .... everytime this soldier sees his own kids play sports, it must remind him of it.

After the Vietnam war, when I used to travel the subway and see Canadian soldiers, I shyed away from them because I only remembered Mi Lai. I saw nothing but a killing machine.

Now, soldiers returning from Iraq are gonna come back with "duped" stamped upon their foreheads!
I hope never to see a soldier return and be seen walking his leashed dog down the street. I would only think of Abu Gharib.

The ordinary soldier is caught between a rock and a hard place.
The soldiers gotta win or they gotta live with distain when they return.

And what upsets me the most is that private contractors get 90% lifetime salary (WCB) compensation when injured, but a soldier gets 35%.


Paranoid Dot Calm
The warmongers 'love' the troops, until they come home . . . damaged
By Doris H. Colmes

It's 1974, and I'm hangin' with a bunch of friends in a Portland, Oregon, tavern. Good time. We're sitting at the bar, plying one another with adolescent humor, laughing at one another's puns. They're drinking beer and I'm modestly sipping Perrier.

Then, there's a sudden loud crash from behind the bar, where the bartender's just dropped a metal container on the floor, and, in that moment—in the very instant that the noise manifested—the guy on the stool next to me has dropped to the floor. He is crouched low, his fists in front, his eyes turning, his head turning as he surveys his surroundings. He looks like some kind of alarmed wild animal with all instincts of survival in play. He is silent. After a bit, apparently satisfied that mortal danger has been evaded, he gets back up onto the bar stool and buries his head in his arms, which are folded on the counter.

The other customers have two separate reactions: Some of them are laughing, and making sarcastic comments about "Idiot Vietnam vets" and "why don't they all just go back to Vietnam and be crazy over there." The others are silent, grimly staring into their drinks, their jaws clenched.

He's sitting next to me, so I reach out and touch his shoulder. "It's okay. You're okay," I say. His shoulder is trembling. Now, the customers are staring at me. The grim ones and the laughing ones, both. I quit; pick up my purse and go home. And, sometimes, I see him still, crouching on that floor, looking through the legs of the stools, through the legs of the other customers with an expression in his eyes I have never seen before, or since: Anger and terror combined so strongly that another sudden noise might have ignited lethal action.

Vietnam vets. These men—and, as a matter of fact, a couple of women I know—sacrificed everything. Some gave their lives. Most gave their futures. They were welcomed home with such jeers and verbal abuse that many of them did not wear their uniforms upon return. Instead of being given recognition for their valor and selflessness, they were verbally attacked, maligned, publicly shamed.

Some of them chose—and continue to choose—to stand up for those principles and ethics that were violated. These vets learned their painful lessons well: When they see corruption, dishonesty, greed and lies being foisted upon American citizens, they speak out. They describe the Vietnam War as having been pushed forward with the same kinds of lies currently being perpetrated to justify our Iraq incursion: Back then, only imaginary WMD were missing from the propaganda machine.

And they speak out powerfully and effectively because they do not wish a repeat of the Vietnam travesty and tragedy for their own children and grandchildren, or for any other persons in this country.

But for many others of them, the derision and denigration foisted upon them when they came home hit a sensitive target. These vets were suffering severe pain, guilt and anger—deep wounds inflicted upon them by this senseless, baseless war. Their psyches, their very souls, were torn to pieces with memories of what they had been obligated to do, ordered to watch, and forced to condone. These injuries did not warrant Purple Hearts. Instead, these injuries prompted desperate attempts at escaping recollections too vicious to think about, but too powerful to avoid. These were the men who escaped into the world of substance abuse, who jumped off barstools and crouched, ready for battles that never went away, never left their consciousness.

What was that pain, that guilty anguish, that anger—so often directed inward—about? For having participated in a bogus war—an exercise in power-grabbing by the USA that went awry because the administration then in charge underestimated the so-called enemy? For having been naive enough to believe that this war was warranted? For having been duped; for having been used?

And, after 30 years, "Vietnam Vet Baiting" is still going on. In the recent past, I have witnessed vets—one of them physically disabled by his war injuries—accused of having "lost the war" and of cowardice.

Was My Lai any different from our slaughter of innocent Iraqi civilians, or from our officially sanctioned orders to torture detainees at Abu Ghraib? Currently, soldiers are officially ordered to carry out these acts and then take the blame when these actions become public knowledge, while their superiors cop out. How are these travesties any different from those perpetrated in Vietnam?

Last week, I watched the release of officially documented information from Rumsfeld which stated that it was "okay"—amongst other things—to use such methods as water torture, hitting in the chest and forcing detainees to stand at attention for eight hours at a time. These orders, by the way, were not carried out by several of the soldiers at Guantanamo Bay, because these enlisted men stated that these orders were in violation of the Geneva Conventions. And, for standing up for their principles, they risked courts martial.

When these vets come home, will they be vilified as the Vietnam vets were? How are the lies, inaccuracies and hidden facts of our current administration regarding the Iraq war any different from what was foisted upon America's citizenry between 1960 and 1973? Upon their return from Iraq will those soldiers, now gallantly serving their country, also be labeled pariahs, sentenced to loudly voiced disrespect and made the objects of cruel jokes? Will their self-esteem be a target for those same persons—those tormentors who never, ever wore a uniform, never once fought for their country in any capacity whatsoever—the real cowards?

And, maybe, in the end, we'll do exactly what we did in Vietnam: Declare victory and flee. And our new crop of veterans? Some of them will choose to stand up for those principles and ethics that they saw violated. Once more, they will speak out powerfully and effectively because they do not wish a repeat of this travesty, this tragedy, for their own children, their grandchildren, or for any other persons in this country. And, once again, they will speak from experience.

And others will jump from barstools at sudden noises and crouch, preparing to fight an invisible enemy already devouring them from the inside.
Paranoid Dot Calm
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