So, the question constantly rises when anyone goes to war: Is it really sweet and proper to die? One could easily argue that all wars are manifestations of human vanity and folly, but there is another side, that decorum side. As I write this, Ukrainian soldiers are fighting Russian invaders because they are defending their country. They are engaged pro patria, that is, for the fatherland. Simultaneously, Russian soldiers are fighting, supposedly, for their fatherland. I assume that they have been told there’s a necessity for leveling apartment buildings, hospitals, schools, and whole cities like Mariupol pro patria. And one can’t blame the foot soldier for the international politics, especially when the head of the Russian Orthodox Church, Patriarch Kirill, says the invasion of Ukraine is justified because of gay pride parades.
One has to wonder about the balance sheet of good and evil in the Patriarch’s mind. I guess many can see from his statements that he opposes homosexuality, but even if he can justify that stance on the basis of morality, how does murdering Ukrainians fit into the dogma of good and proper? Are Russian soldiers, as well as Ukrainian soldiers and citizens, dying pro patria over gay pride parades? Is the threat to morality a greater evil than the threat to life?
Am I…Let me change that to a declaration: I am living in a bizarre world. Bombing hospitals and schools is definitely preferable to a gay pride parade in the world of the Patriarch in Moscow, especially for a guy who just dedicated a new, big shiny cathedral to Russia’s military. I suppose that the papal condoning of the Crusades is comparable, as is the Islamic ayatollahs’ justification for killing infidels in terrorist attacks. Where does all this sweetness and propriety pro patria end? Will it ever end?
Again, I seem to understand defensive war. I seem to understand and empathize with defenders under attack. But try as I have, I cannot understand unprovoked attacks and justifications for killing based on some moral principle that says a gay pride parade is more satanic than indiscriminate bombing of cities. And I certainly don’t understand a rather educated class of people, such as the Russian citizens, buying into the justification provided by Patriarch Kirill. And my reasoning there lies in a YouTube video I saw of on-the-street interviews of Russians, with one of them saying that with respect to what he thinks about the war in Ukraine, there is “a penalty.” In other words, if you oppose, don’t disclose.
Russian politicians, media, and even the Russian Orthodox Church can justify the deaths of young Russians sacrificing themselves on foreign soil pro patria. Why couldn’t the Patriarch simply tell the faithful the truth as he sees it and as many Russians believe? The Slavs of Ukraine are part of Russia, as they were, for example, during the Second World War. Why not just declare that the Ukraine’s breakaway status is no different from South Carolina's secession from the fledgling United States on November 3, 1860? Ukraine did break away from the Soviet Union in 1991, but it had been over the centuries both affiliated with and attached to Russia. Maybe I can see how a Russian Patriarch could speak of the secession as an “evil,” but gay pride parades? Bizarre. Give me another justification, Patriarch, please, not some equivocation, some prevarication, or some moral equivalence between bombing civilians and gay pride parades.
From reports that are possibly erroneous during the heat of war, I have read that thousands of Russian soldiers have died. I have not heard that thousands of Ukrainian soldiers have died, but war being what it is, one can assume losses on both sides, except that Russian children are not being killed as Ukrainian children are. I wonder whether those loved ones back home in Russia will commemorate the deaths of their soldier children, friends, and even mothers and fathers as “dulce.”
And I cannot stop wondering whether any leader who begins an offensive war, has no sense of history. Check your list of conquerers. Where is Attila today? Where is Caesar? Where is Alexander the Great? And where are their empires? Where, also, are all those who believed dulce et decorum est pro patria mori?
Such is the bizarre world in which we live. It was bizarre before; it is bizarre now; it will be bizarre when we are gone.