On War and Peace

WHAT PEACE MEANS TO ME

 

By Michael Moffett, (LtCol, USMC, ret)

 

Peace is synonymous with tranquility---a condition marked by an absence of violence. There are people living in blessed enclaves who've known nothing but peace throughout their lives. But these fortunate folks likely lack the same deep appreciation for peace felt by those who've directly experienced war and violence.

 

As a Marine Corps infantry officer I witnessed violence and its effects first-hand, from the Persian Gulf to Afghanistan. So like refugees from war-torn lands, I've a special appreciation for the general tranquility found throughout most of our beautiful country. I love peace.

 

That notion may seem counterintuitive to some, as I was trained to wreak violence, if necessary. But most of my brothers and sisters-in-arms and their families surely share that peace-loving sentiment. As firemen deplore fires, but stand ready to fight conflagrations when necessary, most military people deplore violence, but stand ready to counter those forces seeking to threaten our national security or to destroy our way of life.

 

And yes, I subscribe to the notion that a strong military can be a force for peace and a deterrent to aggression---hopefully until such time as threats recede on their own accord, as when the Soviet Union dissolved and the Berlin Wall came down.

 

And "Blessed are the peacemakers," those inspired individuals who use their special gifts to counter conflict. On a macro level, these peacemakers win Nobel Prizes. On a micro level, they save lives and diffuse danger in homes, at schools, or on village streets.

 

Such a peacemaker is my friend Fahim Fazli, a native Afghan who escaped a war-torn nation to come to America. Here he became a citizen with a unique appreciation for his adopted country, and its wealth, opportunities, and tranquility. And yet, after becoming a successful Hollywood actor, Fahim left his career and family to return to his native homeland, so cursed with violence. He volunteered to be an interpreter for a Marine infantry company in dangerous Helmand Province. But while he wore a warrior's uniform, he carried no firearm. His weapons were words and laughter, and he used those to bring people together, to such great effect that our enemy put a price on his head.

 

No civilians lost their lives where Fahim's company operated. And not only did Fahim survive, but so did all his comrades. When they left Afghanistan, their area of operations was markedly more peaceful than it was before they arrived.

 

Blessed, indeed, are the peacemakers, particularly those like Fahim and company---those who don't win Nobel Prizes but who bring a measure of peace to places where it is needed most.