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It\u2019s important to understand why the man towers over the world stage, while leaking blood over so much of it.<\/p>\n
Centuries from now, when aliens are picking through our sizzled planet, they\u2019ll come across the scrolls of saint Henry A. Kissinger, and wonder at just how endless his list of virtuous murders was.<\/p>\n
Because the former secretary of state, dead at last at 100<\/a>, was less a man and more a coping mechanism \u2014 the idea that empire, amoral though it always is, can make even its most destructive and self-defeating crimes a public virtue. \u201cKissinger,\u201d sighs the hero in Joseph Heller\u2019s novel Good as Gold<\/em><\/a>, \u201cHow he loved and hated that hissing name.\u201d<\/p>\n This fake duality lies at the core of the Kissinger myth \u2014 that though he was a war criminal<\/a> (and he was), he may also have been some sort of chess master at the same time; an expert at moving pawns across the Cold War\u2019s frozen peaks. Sure, he was rotten, but wasn\u2019t he required?<\/p>\n Or so the spin goes: that though the crowds may boo him, Saint Henry \u2014 the most influential American to have never held elective or judicial office \u2014 served the national interest. And if that interest meant taking on those dead-eyed Russians, then Kissinger\u2019s combo of brute strength and high theory surely carry the day. Hence \u2018realpolitik\u2019 and its cynical success.<\/p>\n As for the millions of people that died along the way, well, so what? As his biographer Niall Ferguson writes,<\/a> \u201cArguments that focus on loss of life in strategically marginal countries \u2014 and there is no other way of describing Argentina, Bangladesh, Cambodia, Chile, Cyprus, and East Timor \u2014 must be tested against this question: how, in each case, would an alternative decision have affected US relations with strategically important countries \u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n It\u2019s a good defence, even if \u2018strategically marginal countries\u2019 (code for \u2018not quite white\u2019) have nowhere to run \u2014 if all the world is a chessboard, then making mass graves out of them is just another move.<\/p>\n But before getting to the merits of Kissinger\u2019s case, it\u2019s important to understand why the man towers over the world stage while leaking blood over so much of it.<\/p>\n Born Heinz Kissinger in Bavaria, he was doubtless exceptional \u2014 a kid who made it to America via the wreckage of the Second World War with little more than a German accent, the GI Bill, and a lifelong suspicion towards democracy for having rewarded fascists.<\/p>\n Little wonder, then, that he wrote his first book on Metternich<\/a>, another secretive, hardnosed diplomat from Western Europe trying to rebalance the world after a megalomaniac ran through it; in Metternich\u2019s case, Napoleon. (Of course, by the time Kissinger had established himself in his own right, such parallels irritated him. \u201cThere can be nothing in common between me and Metternich,\u201d he told an interviewer.<\/a><\/p>\n But his ideas remained the same from his days as a young professor, and only grew louder as he neared the brass ring: that inaction meant death, that history was the memory of states, that moral quibbles were to be shunned, that technocrats were to be sneered at, and that power was best served by poets, writers, and philosopher-kings willing to rush in and break things. \u201cThose statesmen who have achieved final greatness did not do so through resignation<\/a> \u2026\u201d Kissinger wrote in one of his many plodding tomes, \u201cIt was given to them \u2026 to have the strength to contemplate chaos, there to find material for fresh creation.\u201d<\/p>\n There\u2019s a reason this sounds less like realism and more like the Mao he went on to shake hands with: when read closely, the high priest of realpolitik was often the opposite \u2014 a well-read butcher hopped up on madman theory. But \u2018unpredictability\u2019, a proposal that pops up in his writing again and again, was always a means without an end: what great balance of power could be won from dropping bomb after bomb on Asian rice farmers?<\/p>\n Kissinger the scholar never needed to answer that question, even as his thesis (\u2018limited nuclear war\u2019<\/a>) grew more deranged. An uneasy ascent followed: though he flirted at first with right-leaning liberals like Kennedy and left-leaning conservatives like Rockefeller, establishment princes proved a bad fit for his ambitions. It would take a fellow outsider, in the form of Richard Nixon, to appoint the first migrant his secretary of state.<\/p>\n The swearing-in was emotional: \u201cThere is no country in the world,\u201d said Kissinger, \u201cwhere it is conceivable that a man of my origin could be standing here next to the President of the United States<\/a>.\u201d He was right, but not about much else.<\/p>\n Because for starters, such an obvious moral deficit made it hard for his statements to age well. \u201cIf it were not for the accident of my birth, I would be antisemitic<\/a>,\u201d he\u2019d say. \u201cAny people who has been persecuted for two thousand years must be doing something wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n Elsewhere: \u201c\u2026If they put Jews into gas chambers in the Soviet Union, it is not an American concern. Maybe a humanitarian concern.\u201d He even urged the younger Bush not to withdraw troops from Iraq, likening such a policy to \u2018salted peanuts\u2019<\/a> the public would keep in high demand.<\/p>\n To the fans, however, Kissinger could hardly be blamed for understanding the global hegemon\u2019s priorities; America\u2019s addiction to war both preceded him and will now outlast him. And yet the same people never extended that cop-out to his achievements: by that logic, the relentless Nixon always had his heart set on opening China and calming down the Russians, with Kissinger as little more than a support beam. The ex-secretary is either responsible for all of his advice, or none of it.<\/p>\n It\u2019s also around here where the debate over Saint Henry misses the point: states may well be heartless actors \u2014 for Henry, anything less than industrial-scale slaughter was another Wednesday (\u201cThere are only 90,000 people out there<\/a>,\u201d he said of seizing the Marshall Islands, long plagued by nuclear testing. \u201cWho gives a damn?\u201d).<\/p>\n But even when mass murder is conceded \u2014 as a sad hazard of empire \u2014 the fact remains that Henry Kissinger was a failure by his own amoral metrics. He wanted \u201cpeace with honour\u201d in Vietnam, a war meant to arrest the communist menace. And yet no number of flaming jungles prevented North Vietnamese tanks crashing through the gates of the presidential palace in the spring of \u201975, as Saigon went red overnight.<\/p>\n Second, Kissinger wanted to attempt the same for Cambodia, personally signing off on sites to carpet-bomb. (\u201cMuch less,\u201d he said at age 90, than Obama drone-bombing Pakistan, but which was equally \u201cjustified\u201d.) Here again he met with failure: the carnage of Operation Menu wrecked the government, enraged the locals, and gave way to the wild, skull-sorting mania of the Khmer Rouge \u2014 quite apart from Anthony Bourdain challenging anyone to visit Cambodia and not come away wanting to beat Henry to death<\/a> with his bare hands.<\/p>\n Third, Kissinger wanted to stop Pakistan from tearing itself apart, if for aims rooted entirely in the Cold War (\u201cHere we have Indian-Soviet collusion, raping a friend of ours\u201d). Kissinger knew precious little<\/a> about South Asia \u2014 \u201cI would not recognise Pashtun agitation if it hit me in the face\u201d \u2014 and achieved as much. Yet it would be glib to put the burden of 1971 at his door, seeing as there was next to no acceptance of their sickening crimes against Bengalis by the principals themselves: the ruling junta, described by its junior partner Zulfi Bhutto as \u201cYahya Khan and his gang of illiterate psychopaths<\/a>.\u201d (An amnesia that also helped liberals glorify Mujib amid the mass killings of Biharis).<\/p>\n Fourth and finally, Kissinger wanted to restrain the Russian bear with a series of ropes, ribbons, and disarmament talks; all of this would come to nothing when the supposedly slow and goofy Ronald Reagan took the same bear head-on, laughed that he could win any arms race, and then prodded the Soviet Union to collapse in on itself. It was no coincidence that Reagan\u2019s entire presidential campaign had been, per one sympathetic columnist, \u201crunning against Kissingerism\u201d.<\/p>\n Nor was it a coincidence that Kissinger, who had survived Vietnam and sidestepped Watergate, was felled by the same DC bureaucracy he thought he had harnessed \u2014 more specifically, by the only two paper-pushers more overtly repulsive than he: Donald Rumsfeld and Dick Cheney, as they tugged President Ford to the right in 1975; the result was Kissinger thrown out of the National Security Council. It didn\u2019t work: the Reagan wave would eventually sweep away all of Nixon\/Ford\u2019s mumbling neurotics, and usher in a free-market frenzy.<\/p>\n This helped Saint Henry land on his feet yet again \u2014 this time in the private sector, as an oracle of global capital \u2014 and enrich himself many times over. A gifted social mountaineer, he spent his retirement as a regular on the black-tie circuit; as a public intellectual, he supported every war, from Iraq to Libya, waged by a new generation of neocons, even as many of them spat on his name. Unlike the accusation \u2014 levelled by lesser gasbags that long craved his kind of relevance \u2014 that Kissinger was an unoriginal thinker (first, who is, and second, who cares?), Washington grew around Kissinger, and not the other way round.<\/p>\n A classic example of this was his fellow DC resident, the essayist and wobbly leftie Christopher Hitchens, said to be Kissinger\u2019s most tireless critic. \u201cHe\u2019s a thug, and a crook, and a liar, and a pseudo-intellectual and a murderer,\u201d went one of Hitchens\u2019s salvos<\/a>. \u201cAll those things are factually verifiable. That he\u2019s an anti-communist is a speculation that he likes to encourage.\u201d<\/p>\n And yet even as Kissinger stayed the same as he always had, it was Hitchens that got sucked into Saint Henry\u2019s politics (i.e., proximity to power), finishing out his career as one of the viler supporters of the Iraq war \u2014 a classic Kissingerian bloodbath that as usual was premised on a lie, upended the entire region, massacred civilians in excess, weakened the United States, and came as a gift to its enemies; in this case, Iran and its militias.<\/p>\n Not that Henry cared; the torch was now in the hands of the same dreary war criminals that had him maneovred out of his job three decades prior \u2014 all he could do was cheer on their violence. He spent the rest of his time writing books and attending summits; when he died yesterday, it was as a world authority on everything from China to artificial intelligence. Hailed erroneously as the new world order\u2019s elder statesman (that award goes to the relatively dizzy Ronald Reagan), that same order now finds itself in mid-collapse. And yet Kissinger will continue to be thought its brains and heart, for as long as the latest line of monsters carries on killing people without the luxury of having studied Metternich, Castlereagh, or Kant.<\/p>\n Ironically, the fact of his failure didn\u2019t require the passage of time: as early as 1979, author William Pfaff wrote<\/a> of the freshly retired secretary of state, \u201cThere were no balancing successes. There were curiously few successes at all\u2026 The problem is simply that his policies did not work\u2026the actual Kissinger policy, to abandon South Vietnam to its enemies, could have been carried out four years earlier, with Cambodia still intact, and with perhaps a million people alive, including 20,000 Americans, who were dead when Mr Kissinger and Mr Nixon left office.\u201d<\/p>\n But that hardly sounds like realpolitik. Because, when shaved of all theory, Henry A. Kissinger\u2019s realism was what he did some time ago, for the benefit of an interviewer who had told him he had recently met Robert McNamara, LBJ\u2019s guilt-ridden Vietnam warlord:<\/p>\nThe man, the myth<\/h2>\n