We have not experienced any kind of significant kinetic disturbance in greater Europe since the fall of Yugoslavia and the resulting civil wars that resulted (ultimately) in the US Involvement in Serbia in the late 90's. This week, apparently, we find ourselves there again.
War in the modern world is an odd, disturbing thing. It is now literally broadcast into our homes and consciousnesses in a real time basis: I sit as I write this in my chair with the heat on and a cup of coffee by my side; the lights are on and Poppy the Brave is sitting in her chair to my left, watching out the window to see if anyone is walking on this cold morning. With the flick of a mouse, I can watch ongoing military action: explosions, vehicles moving, the sounds of shells and shots, aircraft screaming overhead.
In effect, it is like watching a television show or movie or game: moving images, sounds, even perhaps graphic detail. But all with the very real sense of unreality.
The reality, of course, will come later and in ways that are actually impactful: pictures of dead bodies and burned buildings to match the actual dead bodies and burned buildings half a world away; the inevitable crash of markets and the bemoaning of lost retirements and investments and supply chains stretched even further; skyrocketing energy prices which impact the cost of everything; the inevitable yammering of all sides about whose fault this is and what should be done; and the lessons learned from every state about how this situation feeds into future situations.
We are not a serious people.
Violence is our entertainment, our escape. Death and destruction to us has become unreal because it is simply a way that amuse ourselves. We watch movies of violent content and we laugh. The destruction we see on the screen - large or small - desensitizes us as we know, in the back of our brain, that somehow it is not real or lasting. Thus fed on violence and destruction, the images we see - because in the modern world, the wars and destruction are only ever "over there", not here.
I have written that as a martial arts practitioner, one of the great things that one becomes aware of is the outcome of one's actions. Even though we train with wooden weapons (bokuto) or unsharpened swords (iaito) and practice paired drills (kumitachi) with care and cadence, the reality that is always at the back of one's mind is what damage can be caused, even as an accident. Blunted weapons are still weapons and although we rigorously train to avoid contact, it is always a possibility (although no-contact is something that is drilled into our heads from the first day we train). As a practitioner, one is very aware of what the "possibility" looks like. I am sure that for anyone that trains in any martial art or any shooting art, the consciousness is the same: all actions have consequences, be they the cut of the sword or the pulling of the trigger, consequences that will long outlast the moment in which the occurred.
This is my great fear as we roll into a period of turmoil and strife: we have trained generations in the concept that there are no more consequences to such things than the restarting of a game or the rewinding of the movie. We know - as entertainment - that the dead are never truly "dead" and there are never long term impacts on lives as a result. We have spent years creating a fantasy land of violence as a passive form of entertainment and enjoyment with no equivalent training or reality based observations in the cause and effect of situations.
The gladiators of Old Rome cried out "Ave, Caesar. Morituri te salutant" (Hail Caesar. We who are about to die salute you), understanding what was about to happen. We, in our blithe ignorance, merely move to click a button so we can watch more.