I can't judge this book as if I were a soldier who served in the war ... I didn't. But the driving force that I have when it comes to reading such books is really simple: my era was Vietnam, and that horror could have been mine. My father fought in WWII, and carried his severe wounds to his death many decades later. I've always considered myself lucky not to have fought, and I know these terrible times could have been something I experienced, too. Even in the Vietnam era I always honored soldiers for their commitment, knowing how costly their service can be.
ALL THE RUINED MEN does just what it implies it will: it gives examples of service, and shows the effects of that service. And it's not pretty: it shows the depression, the psychic wounds, the anger, and their inability to shed psychological scars. ATRM displays how much this can cost. (A NOTE: it does not examine women who served.)
While ATRM starts with time in the Gulf War and has scenes in which they train, fight, and suffer, this book doesn’t spend a huge portion of time in the desert. Instead, it shows soldiers back home: at work, at home, living aimlessly, suffering, having flashbacks, and so on. This is NOT a warm, fuzzy novel: as the title tells us, it displays how much these men are indeed ruined, and how difficult it is to break it down or talk about it, even with their fellow soldiers.
ATRM chops chapters into separate sections, often focusing on different soldiers’ recollections of war, or of their interactions with others who were stateside: marriage partners, children, co-workers … often miserable and unable to find solace.
Read this book if you are hurting, or know others who are hurting, or simply want to – like me – better understand what veterans are going through. It's a grueling book, and I almost stopped reading it, but I’m glad I saw it through.
[What is not said, but NEEDS to be, is that the U.S. has been at war for most of the years I’ve been alive. We MUST get better at taking care of those who are involved in these wars. If we are to be the world’s police force, we must police ourselves and regard our soldiers’ minds to be at least as valuable as their bodies.]