“We do not know one promise
these men made, one pledge they gave, one word
they spoke; but we do know they
summed up and perfected, by one supreme act,
the highest virtues of men and
citizens. For love of country they
accepted death,
and thus resolved all doubts,
and made immortal their patriotism and their virtue.”
-- James A. Garfield, May 30, 1868, Arlington National Cemetery
Today is Memorial Day, a day when we remember those who
have died in service to our country. It
is a deserved and fitting way to honor the men -- and women -- who died for our freedom.
Over the centuries,
incalculable numbers of animals have
also “died in service to our country.” Of course, they did not volunteer; they were drafted
to serve. And die. They knew no “love of country” and did not knowingly
perform that “one supreme act” or “accept death.” They
had no choice.
How do we remember and honor
those animals, yanked out of their own lives and forced to serve in people’s wars and campaigns? Is there a national monument to them, as is
the case in other countries? I don’t know of one. (Nor do those hypocritical posthumous honors awarded
to dead “service animals” even begin to suffice.)
Since 2004, England has had “Animals
in War,” a glorious national memorial dedicated to “all the animals that served
and died alongside British and Allied forces in wars and campaigns throughout
time.” From glow worms and pigeons to
dogs, horses and elephants, the countless millions of animals who died in human
warfare are represented by images and sculptures as well as those words, and
these, the saddest of all: “THEY HAD NO
CHOICE.”
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