The words "Don't panic" appear on the first page of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. They seem to me appropriate when I read right-wing fulminations on the danger of Militant Islam and the horror of impending U.S. defeat in Iraq. I was, you see, born in 1944 and have lived through "the fall of China" and the Korean and Vietnam Wars. Talk about being threatened by a devious, fanatical and ruthless enemy driven by an totalizing ideology dedicated to the destruction of the West, I've been there before. There was no question, moreover, that our enemies did, indeed, have weapons of mass destruction. In elementary school I learned the drill of crawling under my desk, shutting my eyes and putting my face to the floor to protect my sight from the glare generated by atomic explosions. Growing up in one of the major centers of the U.S. military-industral complex, I quickly learned, too, the cynical version of the drill, "Bend over, put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye." That the Reds were out to get us was a constant refrain in the mass media I grew up with. Half the science-fiction I read projected either a post-nuclear (now we'd say Mad Max) sort of world or one in which the Russkies or Chinks had won the space race. When I was in college, the domino theory was all the rage. Remember that one? Should sound familiar. If we didn't stop them over there, they'd be in California or landing troops on Long Island. Doesn't make me Polyanna, though. Those were dangerous times. George Kennan's containment memo was spot on. I was glad that the world's strongest military was standing eyeball-to-eyeball with the bad guys and making it perfectly clear that anyone looking to destroy the U.S.A. or its allies better not hope to survive the experience. There were also a couple of reality checks. The Chicoms and K-coms fought us to a standstill in Korea. We got to see the last helicopters lifting off the roof of the embassy in Saigon. We heard a lot about the suffering of boat people who fled the debacle in Vietnam and of those who were left behind. It seemed pretty clear that the military experts who had warned us against a land war in Asia were right. Containment was messy. So were all those nasty little conflicts that kept popping up in places like Angola. But then the Berlin Wall came down. The USSR imploded. China became a major trading partner. Vietnam is almost spoiled but still the destination of choice for adventure tourists looking for a bit of what Asia used to be. So, is Militant Islam dangerous? Damned straight. Do terrorists armed with WMD pose a terrifying threat? No question about it. Do we still need a strong military? Yes. We also need something like a Marshall Plan for the Middle East and the help of allies equally committed to a smart, basically police plus SWAT teams, approach based on good intelligence, to going after the bad guys. Too bad we didn't learn from the Israelis experience about th shithole you can fall in trying to do the job with tanks and fighter-bombers, killing lots of bystanders and stimulating recruitment to the enemy's side. What we don't need is panicky voices telling us that to be safe we need to vaporize half the world. That's just nuts. John -- John McCreery The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN Tel. +81-45-314-9324 http://www.wordworks.jp/ ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html