Nuclear war is coming. Our officials
are currently increasing the chances of that.
I only write ominous op-ed pieces like
this in the spirit of hoping I’m an inaccurate prophet. But I’m unable to avoid
the difficult conclusion that nuclear war, absent an immediate, fundamental,
worldwide change in attitude, is an inevitable part of our future. It could be
weeks, months, or years away. But it is coming.
It could break out at any moment
between India and Pakistan, the most likely scenario at present. Pakistan is
deploying tactical nuclear weapons controlled by local commanders on the front
lines in Kashmir, as if the near-miss of the Cuban crisis of 1962 had never
happened. War could almost as likely start between NATO and Russia. It might
begin with an accident, a misinterpretation of computer blips, a terrorist act,
a careless or calculated overreach by a dictator, or a troubled officer with
access to sequestered codes. There are too many weapons of too many sizes
connected by too many complex but imperfect electronic systems to too many
fallible human beings.
If it happens, all our incremental
steps toward a semblance of world order will disappear in a few minutes of
unimaginable destruction, to be replaced by a barbaric chaos where medical
facilities are overwhelmed and water and food supplies are contaminated. Those
still alive at the periphery of the blasts will envy those annihilated at the
center.
The effects will be experienced around
the world, even from a so-called “regional” war. As the ash and soot and
radioactive particles from the detonations rise into the upper atmosphere and
disperse upon the winds, we will learn just how small a planet we inhabit
together—a lethal lesson with no do-over.
The political fallout will be equally
grave and far-reaching. Those leaders who made lukewarm but ineffectual efforts
to control the weapons, who paid lip service to non-proliferation treaties, who
made high-minded speeches while convinced that disarmament initiatives would
mean the end of their electability, will feel a remorse that screams within
like the howling mobs that will surround their offices and palaces demanding to
know why the leaders let disaster happen.
Not a day goes by that I do not ponder
why it has not happened already. However ignored, this issue has hung over our
lives like a gray pall. Working to prevent nuclear war has provided invaluable
moments of shared hope, but feelings of foreboding have dominated. Morbid
preoccupation seems less neurotic than total denial. Anyone who admits the
urgency of this issue cringes and waits and wonders when, say, the radio goes
temporarily dead—has it finally happened? There’s also the magical thinking
that says that since it has not yet happened, there may indeed be miraculous
hidden forces at work, helping us avoid the worst until we grow mature enough
to realize our folly.
History suggests to us that divine
intervention will not prevent the worst. It did not stop the Nazi holocaust.
Nuclear weapons were conceived and created by people. People are equally
capable of realizing that such weapons have not led, and cannot lead, to the
global security we seek. It is this logical conclusion, sidestepped and diluted
by hundreds of thousands of “experts,” but clear enough to the average
10-year-old, that can be the shared basis of universally applied, reciprocal
negotiations toward absolute and total abolition. The world would rejoice in
relief if it happened.
Meanwhile we remain stubbornly blind.
How much more deeply could we fail our 10-year-olds than by introducing them to
a world where such hideous and unmerited suffering hangs over them? The
bumper-sticker question persists: do we hate our enemies more than we love our
children?
We have kept these weapons at the ready
as our primary way to avoid looking at our own darkness. We have projected evil
motives upon a series of less-than-fully-human stereotypes, from the toothy,
sadistic, slant-eyed Orientals (suddenly transformed back into agonized human
beings at Hiroshima and Nagasaki), to brutal, corrupt, vodka-swilling Soviets,
to bearded, misogynistic Islamic thugs. And the real people behind these crude
and false stereotypes have projected the same malevolence onto us. Out of this
“us-and-them” animosity has arisen the systemic evil of world-destroying
weapons.
Our mutual fear can only be mastered by
living the golden rule common to all major religions, of doing as you would
wish to be done by. Refusal to heed this practical advice has borne a perverse
shadow-version of the universal rule of interdependence: if you do harm unto
me, I will destroy you utterly—even if it also destroys me in the process!
We need to see, with the same visceral
fright that we respond to a poisonous snake rearing up and baring its dripping
fangs, the immediacy of the danger we face.
On this earth the universe has tried an
experiment in consciousness, an experiment in learning to see what causal
conditions lead to life and what lead to death.
We have been gifted with the capacity
to see. Instead, we are very close to doing ourselves in. We ignore the
life-affirming realism of Jesus, Gandhi, the Dalai Lama and Martin Luther King
in favor of the illusory “realism” of Kissinger, Cheney, Trump and Cruz.
Millions on the planet continue to work their hearts out to wake people up to
reasonable alternatives based in common interest and common sense.
May they prove my pessimism wrong.