Zinky Boys: Soviet Voices from the Afghanistan War

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Summary: Timely info for all Americans and Brits!
Review: I read this book last year, long before the September 11th attacks on the US. At times I had to put the book down because it was too disturbing. Top brass at the Pentagon and Fort Bragg, as well as prospective recruits in UK and US, need to read this book soon as it is one of a few books available from the grunt perspective. The information in this book aligns with what we are now hearing from US and British operatives who worked against the Soviets for ten years. For historical reinforcement read THE YOUNG BRITISH SOLDIER by Rudyard Kipling!

Rating:
Summary: Timely info for all Americans and Brits!
Review: I read this book last year, long before the September 11th attacks on the US. At times I had to put the book down because it was too disturbing. Top brass at the Pentagon and Fort Bragg, as well as prospective recruits in UK and US, need to read this book soon as it is one of a few books available from the grunt perspective. The information in this book aligns with what we are now hearing from US and British operatives who worked against the Soviets for ten years. For historical reinforcement read THE YOUNG BRITISH SOLDIER by Rudyard Kipling!

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Summary: Good Study For Comparative Purposes
Review: I won't repeat examples brought out by the excellent review by Cat, who also provides good background about the author. In fact, it is because of Cat's review I bought this book. What I want to mention are the comparisons to Vietnam. It is a Vietnam vet, Larry Heinemann, who wrote the introduction (see my review of his Paco's Story). I remember when Vietnam veterans went to Russia and met the Afghan vets, but I did not know that Heinemann was one of them.

What we get with this book is a sort of stream-of-consciousness telling of experiences. It is as if they were being asked for the first time and they had to get it out fast. I think Heinemann is right, in that it is only a matter of time before Russian veterans start coming out with plays, poetry, movies, etc., of their experiences.

As I started to read this book, one thing seemed lacking to me: the ever present humor of veterans. It did, however, start coming through. It takes awhile to understand Russian humor.

The stories of females is similar in one way: many were viewed as prostitutes or there just for sex (being plane-janes at home). Donut dollies had to live through that in Vietnam and the Russian women in Afghanistan. What was different was that there were female medics in the field. The civilian woman's story on page 39 captures this, as well as the humor regarding an ugly woman.

Being a paratrooper in Vietnam I liked the story starting on page 43. The brutality of the average Russian soldier towards their own, however, is hard for me to understand. He points out how they had the "FNG" system in their war, where you were nothing until you had done 6 months. It was interesting his story of how Soviet customs stole all the toys they bought with their hard-earned money. The Army set up the largest PX next to where we left, in Long Binh. When I came back from Vietnam to Travis AFB, my stereo was stolen. I screamed at the officer in charge when he told me over 20 were stolen a day. The story starting on page 88 is also similar and very Vietnam.

I really got a shock of deja vu on page 110. Drugs were shipped from Vietnam through the bodies of our soldiers to the processing point in Oakland. A huge bust happened toward the end of the war (I could be cynical about the timing).

The story starting on page 110 is very Vietnam too. At the end, he mentions that lunatics used to shout out "I'm Stalin," but now they shout out "I fought in Afghanistan." Wow. Couldn't say that better about our fakes. They also have the same problem in that their fakes are all former Spetsnaz like our fakes are all Green Berets.

One huge difference to me was cultural. I just could not imagine a relationship with my mother like those described in the book. Good God! How they tell about their loss, however, is relevant to all of us: those killed had much more to offer than dying in some idiotic useless war. That is one of the real messages you have to come away with when you read this book.

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Summary: Afgantsi Vets are Not Fonda Sveta"
Review: Svetlana Aleksievich is a prominant Belorussian feminist writer. Her best-known work is "War's Unwomanly Face", a collection of interviews with rank-and-file women soldiers of World War ll. Despite her personal anti-war sentiment radiating from every page, the author's treatment of the veterans is sympathetic and respectful. After all, they sacrificed their youth in the Great Patriotic War. That titanic struggle is commemorated every year, its soldiers honored as heroes of their Motherland. Not so the Afghanistan War and its veterans. Not unlike American Vietnam vets, afgantsi were damned and forgotten by their homeland. "Zinky Boys" takes its name from the zinc coffins which transported Soviet remains from Afghanistan. The USSR did not learn much from the American experience in Vietnam, but one lesson they did realize early was public reaction to planeloads of returning coffins. "Zinkies" were delivered to families at night, in a government attempt to conceal information about numbers and types of casualties. Like her previous work, this book is a collection of interviews from the author's distinctly pacifist viewpoint. Fully half of her contributors are women. Most are grieving mothers, sisters, sweethearts, and wives of soldiers. These did, and still do, comprise Russia's largest and most influential feminist movement. Their stories are absolutely heartbreaking. Other correspondents include female medical personnel who treated wounded. Theirs are harrowing stories of the mutilations committed by mujahedin ("holy warriors"), whose favored attrocities were dismemberments and castrations. Some victims were tournicated and left alive to be rescued by their comrades. They often begged their surgeons not to save them. The sealed coffins of those who died of dismemberment were horribly lightweight on the shoulders of their pallbearers back home. Cynically, the military learned to weight such coffins with dirt to prevent questions from bereaved relatives. The final group of female contributors are "civilian workers", most often a euphemism for prostitutes, who went to Afghanistan for their "international duty". These correspondents speak of the emotional burden of officers and young conscripts. The majority of the men interviewed by Aleksievich are suffering from physical ailments, Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome, nightmares, alcoholism, and other maladies which also affected their "vietnamtsi" counterparts. These men fought a largely unsupported war against an enemy who spurned conventional tactics. They witnessed violent death and unspeakable torture of their comrades. Often they were forced to slaughter innocent Afghan civilians used by mujahedin as human-shields for their strike-and-run operations. Aleksievich has little compassion for Afghanistan vets. Like a Soviet equivalent of Jane Fonda, she accuses them of being murderers and baby-killers. She simplistically lauds the mujahedin for "defending their country", perhaps ignorant of the fact that they were mostly foreign jihadists recruited, funded, supplied, and trained by the USA to fight a proxy war with the USSR. Not surprisingly, Aleksievich was hailed by the Soviet anti-war movement while hated by the government and veterans. It is ironic that her book mimics the Soviet press by publishing only a single POV. She does give a sound-off platform to one offended and anonymous afganetz, but presents him as a disturbed psycho. Vietnam vets would probably identify. This is not the best book about the USSR's disasterous, decade-long conflict. Readers wanting to know the history and reasons behind it, as well as its present-day ramifications, are urged to get John Cooley's "Unholy Wars: Afghanistan, America, and International Terrorism". For better understanding of the ordeal of the Soviet soldier, get Artem Borovik's "The Hidden War". But I nevertheless recommend reading "Zinky Boys". Despite its shortcomings, it succeeds brilliantly in its own category: a feminist treatise against war and a voice for those whose lives were destroyed by it.

Rating:
Summary: Afgantsi Vets are Not Fonda Sveta"
Review: Svetlana Aleksievich is a prominant Belorussian feminist writer. Her best-known work is "War's Unwomanly Face", a collection of interviews with rank-and-file women soldiers of World War ll. Despite her personal anti-war sentiment radiating from every page, the author's treatment of the veterans is sympathetic and respectful. After all, they sacrificed their youth in the Great Patriotic War. That titanic struggle is commemorated every year, its soldiers honored as heroes of their Motherland. Not so the Afghanistan War and its veterans. Not unlike American Vietnam vets, afgantsi were damned and forgotten by their homeland. "Zinky Boys" takes its name from the zinc coffins which transported Soviet remains from Afghanistan. The USSR did not learn much from the American experience in Vietnam, but one lesson they did realize early was public reaction to planeloads of returning coffins. "Zinkies" were delivered to families at night, in a government attempt to conceal information about numbers and types of casualties. Like her previous work, this book is a collection of interviews from the author's distinctly pacifist viewpoint. Fully half of her contributors are women. Most are grieving mothers, sisters, sweethearts, and wives of soldiers. These did, and still do, comprise Russia's largest and most influential feminist movement. Their stories are absolutely heartbreaking. Other correspondents include female medical personnel who treated wounded. Theirs are harrowing stories of the mutilations committed by mujahedin ("holy warriors"), whose favored attrocities were dismemberments and castrations. Some victims were tournicated and left alive to be rescued by their comrades. They often begged their surgeons not to save them. The sealed coffins of those who died of dismemberment were horribly lightweight on the shoulders of their pallbearers back home. Cynically, the military learned to weight such coffins with dirt to prevent questions from bereaved relatives. The final group of female contributors are "civilian workers", most often a euphemism for prostitutes, who went to Afghanistan for their "international duty". These correspondents speak of the emotional burden of officers and young conscripts. The majority of the men interviewed by Aleksievich are suffering from physical ailments, Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome, nightmares, alcoholism, and other maladies which also affected their "vietnamtsi" counterparts. These men fought a largely unsupported war against an enemy who spurned conventional tactics. They witnessed violent death and unspeakable torture of their comrades. Often they were forced to slaughter innocent Afghan civilians used by mujahedin as human-shields for their strike-and-run operations. Aleksievich has little compassion for Afghanistan vets. Like a Soviet equivalent of Jane Fonda, she accuses them of being murderers and baby-killers. She simplistically lauds the mujahedin for "defending their country", perhaps ignorant of the fact that they were mostly foreign jihadists recruited, funded, supplied, and trained by the USA to fight a proxy war with the USSR. Not surprisingly, Aleksievich was hailed by the Soviet anti-war movement while hated by the government and veterans. It is ironic that her book mimics the Soviet press by publishing only a single POV. She does give a sound-off platform to one offended and anonymous afganetz, but presents him as a disturbed psycho. Vietnam vets would probably identify. This is not the best book about the USSR's disasterous, decade-long conflict. Readers wanting to know the history and reasons behind it, as well as its present-day ramifications, are urged to get John Cooley's "Unholy Wars: Afghanistan, America, and International Terrorism". For better understanding of the ordeal of the Soviet soldier, get Artem Borovik's "The Hidden War". But I nevertheless recommend reading "Zinky Boys". Despite its shortcomings, it succeeds brilliantly in its own category: a feminist treatise against war and a voice for those whose lives were destroyed by it.