When they got home last week, the spy plane crew members were
hailed as American heroes. Even reporters got caught up in the
enthusiasm: The woman covering the arrival at Seattle for CNN got so
excited I thought she might swoon, or fling her Ramada key out onto
the tarmac at one of the flyboys' feet.
All the salaaming had me feeling like I must've missed something. What
was it exactly that they'd done that made them heroes? I reviewed
briefly: They were doing their jobs, top secret but pretty much routine,
when the hotdog Chinese fighter pilot buzzed them too close. The
collision damaged their plane and they were obliged to land uninvited in
Chinese territory. They were held there for several days and treated
less than hospitably while the Chinese government politicked the
incident. Then the Bush administration weenied them loose with that
sham apology, and they were promptly airmailed home, apparently
none the worse for the experience.
It doesn't seem to have been the case that any one of them ever risked
his neck in traditional hero fashion to save one or all of his colleagues.
A couple of them complained that they were deprived of sleep, but
obviously they were not tortured, as, say, the airmen captured in
Vietnam were tortured, or even as the Iran hostages were. They
weren't hung up by their thumbs, or given a New York Police
Department-type howdy to a broomstick. They made up "Saturday
Night Live" skits to keep up morale, and they taught their guards there
in the middle of the South China nowhere Eagles' songs. Eleven days of
boredom might have been their toughest challenge.
Is there a McDonald's on Hainan Island? If so, were the detainees
allowed to order in? If not, maybe it was having to go nearly two
weeks without a Quarterpounder that qualified them as heroes.
That would conform with the societal trend to hyperbolize everything
that we are and do and know and experience, and to subvert the language
to serve that trend. It would represent the devaluation of yet another
good
old hard-metal word-this time the word "hero"- for that purpose.
In the wonderful world of hyperbole, the intensifiers are squandered so
liberally that they soon lose all credibility. Plain statement becomes
as
rare as understatement. Everything has to be made to sound bigger and
more important, which requires expropriating the bigger-sounding,
more-important-sounding words and awarding them to lesser creatures
performing modester feats. So the recent ice storm grew from a
big-time nuisance to the Bro-gov,'s greatest natural disaster in our
state's history; Bill Clinton isn't just a scoundrel but the New York
Post's second-most evil human being of the 20th century; Tiger Woods
is not just a good golfer but the Miami Herald's greatest athlete in any
sport in human history, and the 2000 Yankees are ESPN's greatest
team of the greatest dynasty of the greatest pastime of the greatest
country that ever was.
And the 24 crew members of that EP-3 spy plane aren't just some
mighty lucky survivors of a freak encounter with a crazy man, they're
the near unanimous media selection as the first great American heroes
of the 21st century.
Dirt on the spy-plane crew won't be long coming. Shocking ways they
spent the time!