Nope, nobody respected us Americans. And why should they? We didn’t know what we were fighting for, and never did. Remember that joke from The Killer Angels?
“They said they were fighting for their rats.”
So take the Japanese, for example. They were a little deterred when they ran across some real Marines, like at Wake Island, but for the most part when they had the run of the show they discovered that Americans, unlike the Japanese, gave up when things were truly hopeless.
Then, we came back.
And when we discovered that the Japanese didn’t give up easily, or they betrayed that fragile trust that is required of one who is willing to surrender, we killed them all. We stopped inviting them to give up when they shot the guys with the megaphones. Then, we killed them when they tried to surrender. And then, with typical American ingenuity, we sat down and figured out how to kill every last fucking one of them, to the point where out of 22,000 guys at Iwo Jima, 21,000 young, idealistic men died.
It took 75,000 of our guys to do it, and it was expensive as hell, monetarily, materially, and psychologically. We still consider that battle to be one of, if not the, very worst of the battles we ever fought. But when it was all over, that stupid volcanic pork-chop of an island was turned into a supporting base, and we used it to help our guys kill untold numbers of people in our own unique manner of trepidation.
That’s what Iwo Jima was for, by the way. It was to insure that our wounded bombers had a snowball’s chance in hell of having a place to land somewhere in between Saipan and Tokyo. Because we sort of cared. In the meantime, half a million, maybe more innocent mothers and fathers of the people who didn’t care were immolated.
That’s war. Yeah, we sucked and might very well still suck on the battlefield, but we’re going to come at you every single way we can think of to fuck you, your family, and your neighbor’s dog up if you dare to enrage us. And once you do, all bets are off, because we’ve always figured out how to show that tough love. Win or lose, you’re going to die in droves if you come up against us.
Oh, yeah. Iwo was probably America’s most Pyrhhic victory, besides the Hurtgen Forest, which we’ve tried hard to forget.
Almost 7,000 Americans died there, or roughly one-third the number of Japanese who died defending it.
The fact of the matter is, you have to die in very large numbers to properly disrespect the United States. And you’re welcome to try to join the club, any time.