Namaya is a Vietnam-era U.S. Navy veteran, a poet and an artist. Though far from combat, the war always haunted his memory and inspired him to be a lifelong peace activist. The following is his essay Vietnam: A Journey to Forgiveness: Legacy of Agent Orange. “In Vietnamese, they say, ‘Making Peace is a treasure’: Dĩ hoà vi quý. I searched for this gift during a two-month journey from Ho Chi Minh City to Hanoi in early 2020, and to Laos, before COVID shook the world. I came to Vietnam for a writing and art residency on the impact of the war and forgiveness. My primary challenge was to set aside all my assumptions. Landing at the modern airport in Ho Chi Minh City, I quickly realized there had been a seismic change in this country over the past fifty years. Though this country is rooted in its rich cultural legacy, it is also a young, vibrant nation on the move, with most people under thirty. Despite the modernity, I saw the legacy of the war: the site of the My Lai massacre, the war museums with the preserved fetuses of the Agent Orange victims, the programs to locate UXOs (unexploded bombs), and the orphanages and vocational schools that care for the children and young adults with Agent Orange. I was wonderstruck by the magnificent vistas from the Mekong Delta, the shimmering green rice fields, Marble Mountain, the serene Ba Nang mountains, and the two thousand miles of coastline. However, the greatest treasure of this land is the extraordinarily kind, Namaya: veteran, poet and artist. resilient, and welcoming people. It was a great joy to see all the children, from tots to teens playing everywhere, and all the handsome young men and women! I kept asking myself: Why did we (Americans) want to destroy this country and these people? The Agent Orange/dioxin poison remains. The US military sprayed the toxic pesticide throughout the country from 1962-1971, knowing it was toxic to people and the ecosystem. A common fallacy is the Americans were trying to remove the “jungle” foliage and that the herbicide was benign. No, the US intentionally tried to destroy the forests, ecosystem, and farms to force villagers to move to the cities. Agent Orange has affected twenty to twenty-five percent of the land of southern Vietnam, along the length of Laos, and into Cambodia. Even fifty years after the war, children are born with congenital disabilities, and many victims receive no support or compensation. We visited schools and vocational centers like Friendship Village, founded by George Mizo, an American veteran. I played music, spoke with the young adults at the center, and was grateful to see how these people, even with significant disabilities, had so much joy despite their limitations. There is a need for a hundred or more centers like this throughout the country. People need to know the epic struggle of the Vietnamese in their courageous fight for freedom against almost insurmountable odds; this strength and courage is a core part of the Vietnamese identity. The United States had undermined the independence movement since the 1940s. During WWII, the Viet Minh, under the leadership of Ho Chi Minh, aided the US and Allied troops against the Japanese occupation. The French Vichy had collaborated with the Japanese during the war, but the Viet Minh bravely fought against the occupation and supported the allies. Nevertheless, the USA reneged on its promise of freedom, rejected Vietnam’s independence, and became mired in an unwinnable war. France, which had occupied Vietnam for one hundred years, was re-armed by the Americans until soundly defeated in 1954 at Dien Bien Phu. This victory led to the eventual collapse of all French colonies. With typical American hubris, the US military refused to accept the Vietnamese victory and continued the war until their defeat in 1973. The Vietnamese struggle for freedom was like David versus Goliath; though they were supported by the Chinese and the Russians, it was the North Vietnamese’s grit, courage, and resilience that won the war. The numerous Rambo and other American war movies are a pathetic farce and negate the truth of this war. The South Vietnamese government was a corrupt legacy of the French occupation and a puppet of the USA. President Diem was so corrupt the CIA had him assassinated. The Buddhist monk Thich Quang Duc immolated himself protesting the war in downtown Saigon on June 11, 1963. His profound sacrifice embodied the courage of the Vietnamese people. In this monumental folly, 58,200 American soldiers were killed and over 150,000 wounded. America’s loss, though tragic, pales to the Vietnamese losses: more than two million Vietnamese were killed, a country devastated by decades of war, and millions of people still affected by Agent Orange. The most poignant moment for me was meeting North Vietnamese veterans; even knowing I was a US Navy veteran, there wasn’t any palpable bitterness. Every family in Vietnam has a grandparent, uncle, or relative who was killed in the war. I am humbled by the Vietnamese’s courage, sacrifice, and willingness to forgive. Veterans like Chuck Searcy have worked in Vietnam for twenty years with Agent Orange remediation and removing UXOs (unexploded ordinances). Through the persistent advocacy of Senator Leahy, the USA is helping to clean up some of the most contaminated “hot-spots” sites of Agent Orange. Nevertheless, it is only a fraction of the aid needed. This poison affects all the places it was handled and stored: Vietnam, Japan, Okinawa, US military bases, the Philippines, and more. To make peace with our past, we must remediate the damage we have done, and those actions are the first steps to forgiveness. The work of cleaning up Agent Orange and removing unexploded ordinances must also occur in Laos and Cambodia. We cannot ignore our responsibility for the war: the destruction of vast forests and ecosystems, cultural and historical treasures that have been lost, and this land shattered by bombs and poisoned by herbicides. The Vietnamese, Laotian,
Agent Orange Press Release June 2021
www.Namaya Productions.com Namaya Poet and Artist Art- Word- Performance and community engagement https://www.facebook.com/donotforgetme.ao/ PRESS RELEASE: June 2021 b4peace@namayaproductions.com June 2021 AGENT ORANGE: DO NOT FORGET ME & Yes, I can A peacebuilding project to raise awareness of the impact of Agent Orange in Vietnam Agent Orange: Do Not Forget Me is a B4 Peace project by the artist Namaya and the B4 Peace team. The project’s goal is to increase knowledge and action regarding the ongoing environmental and cost of US military’s chemical defoliant Agent Orange during the Vietnam War. Project updates are on https://namayaproductions.com/project/vietnam-journey-to-forgiveness/. The Agent Orange chemical warfare program left enormous environmental damage and caused significant health problems for Vietnamese, Laotians, Cambodians, and US military Veterans. Presently, over 2 million individuals are suffering from Agent Orange Syndrome in Vietnam and the USA. While many American veterans receive compensation from the US government for AO syndrome, the Vietnamese, Laotian, and Cambodian victims do not receive compensation. To learn more about the continued devastation and harm caused by Agent Orange (AO), please watch this video: https://youtu.be/Mizi0f3hyzY The AO educational video by Namaya was presented at the Veterans for Peace National Conference in August 2020. Zoom and public presentations on Agent Orange will be offered in 2021. Namaya said, “This project is part of our projects on the impact of war and militarism in society. In particular, with the 50th anniversary of the Vietnam war, I had undertaken a two-month art/ writing residency called “Journey to Forgiveness in Vietnam” We will return to Vietnam in 2021 or 2022 to continue this project.” A sculpture created by Namaya will be installed at the War Remnants Museum in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, in 2021 or 2022 once the Covid has passed. The sculpture uses (simulated) orange barrels with portraits of those affected conveys the devastating and lingering effects of the Vietnam War. The names of the corporations responsible Monsanto, DuPont, etc., are emblazoned on the barrels. Namaya and the B4 Peace team will partner with the War Remnants Museum in Vietnam, and volunteers, and local artists in Vietnam to implement the project. Plans are underway to display the sculpture in the US and virtually. Do Not Forget Me: Yes I can: The art and parallel social advocacy campaign are designed to raise awareness of the extent of the damage and inspire critical thinking, dialogue, and concrete action addressing the social impact of the chemical warfare program. In sharing the lingering effects of Agent Orange with the US and international public, we hope to promote peace and advocate for continued support for victims. An integral part of the project is “Yes I can/ Yes we can” to highlight individuals’ courageous work with AOS, their families, and organizations. This play will be c0created with the Vietnamese performance artist Nemo. Endorsements & Collaborations The project has been endorsed by Veterans for Peace and is collaborating with other advocacy groups in the US, Vietnam, and around the world to raise awareness of the impact of Agent Orange in Vietnam. Namaya Productions has received a grant from St. Petersburg Arts Alliance & support through Grace Cares and Global Giving campaigns. Facebook: facebook.com/donotforgetme.ao Instagram: Instagram.com/donotforgetme.ao Bio: Namaya Art Rat for Peace and the B4 Peace team have created art, performances, and events worldwide on the impact of war and militarism in society. This program is called “Pornography of War.” Namaya is a poet, artist, peace activist, and USN veteran who creates peace and human rights. Work can be viewed at www.namayaproductions.com. Projects in part are supported by www.gracecares.org. You can help us help others by donating now to www.gracecares.org and the B4 Peace Project Friendship Village Vocational School in Hanoi At the War Remnants Museum in Vietnam Dec 2020
Vietnam Generation
Shroud of War: Invocation I am the Vietnam generation. I am the generationof witness and fire. I was a hospital corpsman during the Vietnam Warand though far from combat,the war hauntsme and my generation. This war of decades ago,and unending warsof the American war machine,shrouds my waking hours. Vietnam: Fire. Redemption. Love. I am the Vietnam Generation. I hold the memory of two millionVietnamese children, men, and womenkilled during the War of Liberation. I hold the memoryof 58,229 Americanand 55,000 French soldiers killed.Not killed for patriotism.Not killed to save a nation.Sacrificed for the Military-Industrial Machine. I hold the memory of themillions of wounded soldiers and childrenmaimed with bombs and Agent Orange. How have we paid compensation for the400,000 Vietnamese killed by Agent Orange? How have we healedthis land destroyed by bombsand Agent Orange? How many generationswill it take to heal this land? Is there a salve that cansoothe the scars of napalm bombs?Is there a salve that will heal theskin of those burned with phosphorous? How do we Americanscare for the thousands of deformedchildren born today? When will there be contrition? How will we atone forMy Lai and the unknown massacres? How will we care for the people and landdestroyed by our sins and the evil of war? While the chairman of Dow ChemicalCarl A. Gerstackerplayed golf on immaculate green lawns. While Dow Chemical’s napalmincinerated Vietnamand burned people alive. While Monsanto gained fortunes forits stockholders with Agent Orange. While the war profiteers made theirpoisons and guns to destroy Vietnam,and proclaimed the greatness of the Democracy. While Nixon scuttled a peace deal in 1968so he could get elected.While McNamara formulated the calculus of war.Johnson, Kennedy, Kissinger, and all the architects of monumental hubrisstoked the furnace of war. While those safe in draft deferments,protested the warand the poor and working-class young menwere sucked into the vortex of conscription. I want to hold the thousandsof homeless veteransnow huddled on the streets. I don’t want us known asthe Woodstock generationwith its ephemera of peace and love.I want us to hold in our bonesthe imperative of peace and contrition. Do we have the courage to benddown on our knees insupplication? Noble Saints of Peace You are the warriors of the higher conscience,who refused to march off to war.You are the noble saints of peace,who came to Vietnam and cared for the children.You are the soldiers who returned and noware working for justice in Vietnam. You are the four students at Kent State shot dead bysoldiers while they protested against war. To those who chose prison over waryou are the noble saints of peace. The courageous monks, driven mad with pain,burned themselves alive to stop war. Your acts of resistance and loveshines with fearless courage. Witness: Cambodia I journeyed to Cambodia, where the genocide and killing fieldswere fostered by the American war machine. Twenty-five percent ofCambodians killed.The soul of a nationshredded by genocide. Children born afterthe Americans went safely homeare still maimed and killed by landmines.Children in wheel-chairs begging.Eyes famished for hope and ask us,“Please, help.” Where is our mercy and justice?How is their forgiveness?Where is our contrition? The killing fields and landminesare underfoot as I walk through the Mekong. Laos, Cambodia, and Vietnamare strewn with landmines and Agent Orange. Landmines dropped by B-52sin a rain of evil, blacker than evil itself. Where is the shamethat should burn in our soul?Where is the repentance? Where is our courage to end all war? Laos Beautiful innocent Laos. Nestledin the mountains, ancient Buddhist land,still infested with landmines thatdestroy and maim children decades after the war. Today, I walk through the fields.Our guides point us to the rightpath, but there are no signs, no guidepoststo the landmines. I met the children at the hospital,their legs were blown off by landmines,and cluster bombs dropped fifty years ago. How are we humbled and shamed by our deeds?When will we bend to our kneesto ask forgiveness? The US Military-Industrial Machine We, the Vietnam generation,have we grown complacentwaddling to retirementand investing in the war machine? Panama, Grenada, Iraq, Yemen,Afghanistan, Pakistan, and thenecklace of our war machineis made from the skulls of children. We have raped, ravaged andlooted countries around the globe. Our trillion dollar platinum platedwar machine is lacquered withthe blood and bones of its victims. When will we fight the real war? The war against poverty?Our war to save the environment?When we willend our desire for war? We, the Woodstock generation,born in the shadows and fire of war.We saw the nightly newswith the daily tallies of death,while our brothers and kinwe’re killed for a war of lies. What of the greater love? Contrition?Humility?Atonement? I am the Vietnam generation.I am the generation of witness and fire. Tune in! Tune in!Turn on!Drop out! No, my soul is no longer on ice. I burn with the shameOf our wars!I burn with the shameof our deeds.Our shame should burn as brightas the phosphorous bombsthat we dropped in Vietnam I burn with rage!I burn with this shame! I don’t want to beremembered for the delusionsof pot and drugs, turn on,tune in, drop out, the fogof forgetting. I need us to be thegeneration of remembering. The generationof witness and contrition. We were born in the fire ofNagasaki and Hiroshima, in the ashes ofthe Korean War and the inextricablenightmare of Vietnam. The Path to Contrition Can we be the generationof redemption and contrition?Can we be the generation of peace? I am the Vietnam generation. I am the generationof witness. How will our actions oftrue peace, forgiveness, and justice. Render healing? How will we bethe generation of contrition? Namaya24 December 2020