As
they say �old warriors never die,� but may fade a little. It was a
great moment of reflection for me this last week running into so many
�old warriors� who are in Washington DC for the dedication of a long
overdue memorial, the National World War II Memorial. No matter who they
are, old warriors have similar aura from wherever they might be.
Watching these great American old warriors, I could not help but think
about the aging Ethiopian warriors (patriots) whom I watched in parades
over thirty years ago in Addis Ababa. Those Ethiopian Patriots were true
great heroes who gave Fascist Italy a great lesson on courage and love
of country for five years of unceasing guerrilla warfare even after
having lost some major conventional battles where Italy used poison gas
and all kinds of illegal atrocities on them. Those Ethiopian patriots
finally drove the Italians out of Ethiopia in 1941. I started wondering
whether we have truly honored them. Yes, we had a street named after
them �Ye Arbegnoch Menged,� and a school named Arbegnoch [I am not
sure whether the school is named for the Street or for the Patriots],
and a generalized square and a monument �Semaetat� Monument (Sidist
Killo) all in Addis Ababa. But we do not have a holiday named precisely
for them. How about the Korean and Congo Veterans? Should not we build a
monument for them as well?
These
Veterans of the United States Second World War may be a little wobbly on
their feet, but what I saw in each was the young men and women who faced
their adversaries like all good soldiers with courage. If anyone
deserved a memorial, these are the people who most deserve one. Tom
Brokaw, with tears of love, gratitude, and admiration in his eyes,
called them �the greatest generation,� and I would add also they are
the greatest symbol of humility and quiet dignity. These old warriors,
after having vanquished Nazism and Fascism they came back to a world
transformed by their bravery and sacrifice, but they did not make much
fuss about their monumental deeds and went about their lives as ordinary
people. I feel the same way about the Ethiopian warriors as being the
�greatest generation� of Ethiopians who stood up against Fascist
Italy all alone without any help from anybody, as Tom Brokaw does about
the American warriors.
The
event that these American old warriors fought and lived through was the
tail-end period of the Fascist Italy�s attack on Ethiopia. The American
Veterans of the Second World War, as eyewitness account and the history
books tell us, fought Nazism and Fascism that was spreading havoc in
Europe and the rest of the World with no less than fifty million people
killed. Of course, as Ethiopians we do object to the past policy of the
United States or that of England towards the aggression of Italy against
Ethiopia in the 1930s. As a matter of fact they sanctioned Ethiopia from
getting weapons to fight Fascist Italy. I wish that were not the case. I
have very little admiration for any of past United States Governments
except that of President Lincoln�s and none whatsoever of British
Governments through the ages. But that does not minimize my respect for
these Veterans of the Second World War. After all these old warriors did
not determine policy. I am sure had they been sent to fight against
Italians and in support of Ethiopia in 1933, they would have accepted that
responsibility with as much courage and dedication as they did in the
Second World War in Europe.
My
first impression when I visited the Memorial was that it was very
�busy� and monumental in both its size and concept. I had a chance to
talk to a few of the �old warriors� who were visiting also; they were
gracious, charming, and most humane in the way they reflected on wars in
general answering my questions. These old warriors are far more reflective
and peaceful than the self-righteous warmongers we see on television
promoting the war on Iraq, for example. Even though I heard a well known
journalist�s moronic criticism of the Memorial for its location and
artistic quality, as he does on very many other issues participating on a
panel of �journalists� on a particularly obnoxious and mediocre
television program, I believe this World War II Memorial is a great
memorial, and in time will grow on people. As a matter of fact, just
standing there and looking down the Reflecting Pool and at the distance
Lincoln Memorial in the West, and the Washington Monument in the East, I
thought that it will make much sense to rename the whole Mall from the
Congress to the Lincoln Memorial as the Memorial for all warriors of the
Second World War.
At
any rate, no matter how one evaluates the aesthetic quality of this
particular Memorial, its deeper meaning remains very significant that
heroes come in all forms, in all colors, in all sizes, and in all genders
as is the case through out human existence. I like to think that the
Memorial is expansive and touches people from all over the World, a
symbolic reminder to all of the sacrifices of all heroes who stood up
against tyranny, injustice, persecution, and oppression for all time from
everywhere.
Tecola
W. Hagos
June,
2004
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