May 2, 2000
BOOKS OF THE TIMES
Demystifying the Flag at Iwo Jima
By RICHARD BERNSTEIN
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FLAGS OF OUR
FATHERS By James Bradley with Ron Powers. Illustrated.
376 pages. Bantam Books. $24.95.
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ohn Bradley, whose
image is enshrined on a bronze megalith at the Arlington National
Cemetery, spent most of his life as a funeral director in the small
town of Antigo, Wis., but everybody there knew that he was one of the
six men who raised the famously photographed flag on Iwo Jima during
World War II. He almost never talked about that exploit. Until he
died, his large family in Antigo never even knew that he had won the
Navy Cross. His silence created a sense that there were secrets about
him to be discovered, and it led one of his sons, James, to unearth
the untold story of his father and the stories of the other five men
who were captured in that famous image.
"Flags of Our Fathers" is the product of these investigations,
which James Bradley wrote in collaboration with the journalist Ron
Powers.
We can all be happy that Mr. Bradley, who lives in Rye, N.Y.,
undertook this endeavor. "Flags of Our Fathers" is one of the most
instructive and moving books on war and its aftermath that we are
likely to see, in part because it is instructive and moving in
unexpected ways. On one level, Mr. Bradley has composed a touching
eulogy to his father, one that honors him precisely for those
qualities that did not earn him fame and recognition on Iwo Jima. He
has also forged an unforgettable tableau of one of the most savage
battlefields in history, a battlefield of wholesale death, mutilation
and waste. Beyond that he has produced an arresting meditation on the
nature of heroism, the public perception of it, and the unbridgeable
chasm between the two.
"Flags of Our Fathers" is most affecting not because of its graphic
portrayal of men at war, although its portrayal rivals "Saving Private
Ryan" in its shocking, unvarnished immediacy. Mr. Bradley's evocations
of six very different young men and the forces that led them to Mount
Suribachi on Iwo Jima are flavorful and differentiated. But what gives
this book its special power is his bittersweet understanding of the
torment suffered by the surviving flag-raisers, who knew that the very
act that gave them a kind of lifetime celebrity was one of the few
acts carried out on Iwo Jima that was not especially noteworthy. As
Mr. Bradley makes clear in a perceptive piece of historical
re-examination, the incident that gave them heroic stature was
insignificant, an accident, a meaningless conjunction of time and
place.
"He knew real heroism," Mr. Bradley writes of his father, one of
whose rare comments about the war was that the real heroes of Iwo Jima
were those who never came back. "He could separate the real thing from
the image, the fluff. And no matter how many millions of people
thought otherwise, he understood that this image of heroism was not
the real thing."
The title of
Edmund Wilson's book on Civil War writings, "Patriotic Gore," is an
apt phrase for Mr. Bradley's work. As a reconstruction of one of the
bloodiest battles of World War II, "Flags of Our Fathers" is
straightforwardly patriotic. There is no historical revisionism here;
in Mr. Bradley's vision, the Americans are the good guys, and the
Japanese enemy, while brave, is ruthless and unspeakably cruel.
At the same time, a powerful sense of ironic juxtaposition simmers
beneath his narrative: between the reality experienced by the marines
caught in the battle, who saw their buddies literally sliced into
pieces, and the media-induced image of a flag spread out grandly in a
stiff breeze.
Iwo Jima, an island that lay athwart the main air route to Japan,
was defended by 22,000 dug-in Japanese soldiers whose orders were to
kill 10 Americans each and then to die. On the morning of Feb. 19,
1945, it was invaded by 70,000 American marines, of whom 26,000 were
to be killed or wounded as they carried out the grim task of rooting
out the defenders, 21,000 of whom died by the time it was over. "Death
became demystified, an occupational hazard," Mr. Bradley writes.
On the fourth day, according to Mr. Bradley's careful
reconstruction of the battle, six men put up a flag on the island's
highest point. They were merely replacing a smaller flag that had been
raised earlier by a different group of men. Almost by accident, an
Associated Press photographer, Joe Rosenthal, snapped a picture of the
second flag-raising. He did not, contrary to what is commonly said
about this historic moment, pose the photograph beforehand. The
picture was authentic, but the sentiment that it aroused was not. In
fact, the second flag was basically unnoticed by the marines on Iwo
Jima, who had cheered when the first flag went up. Still, the picture
-- The Photograph, as Mr. Bradley aptly calls it -- became an icon of
American patriotism, and the act of raising it was surrounded by a
fabricated epic of battlefield heroics.
John Bradley, who as a medical corpsman repeatedly risked his life
to bring help to the wounded, was acutely aware of the fabricated
nature of the flag-raising heroism, and the sharpest passages in his
son's book involve a penetrating exploration of that awareness. But
the junior Mr. Bradley examines the effects of The Photograph on
others in this story who felt its effects. For the three men in the
picture who came home, and for the families of the three men who
didn't, The Photograph became mostly an affliction, a light that
blinded, or a source of a perverse humiliation. Among those men was
Ira Hayes, a Pima Indian from Arizona who descended into fatal
alcoholism after the war and in whom the fuss about the picture
aroused a kind of fury.
"Heroes?" Mr. Bradley writes, putting himself into the
psychological frame of reference of Hayes and the others. "They had
just returned from the protracted horrors of one of the deadliest and
most intense battles in history, where heroes around them had acted
with unimaginable bravery, suffered, and died almost by the minute.
And here was an American populace driving itself into a frenzy over .
. . what? Over an accidental photograph of a forgotten moment."
Mr. Bradley's book is about what might be seen as the hubris of the
media and the pictorial image in American life. Like the best books,
Mr. Bradley's goes beyond its narrow subject to invite reflection on
deeper patterns of human behavior: in this instance, our ability to
create a transcendent lie and promote it avidly despite the small
voices of those few who know it to be false.