While I found the range of individual stories and responses on the American and South Vietnamese side to be familiar, the stories from the other side were newer, particularly when critical.
Came close to tears twice, once when an American recounted his first glimpse of women in ao dais
which tracked my reactions when arriving in the early morning at Tan San Nhut airport, once in reaction to the piece on the Vietnam War Memorial.
I'd say the series missed a couple areas which seem important to me, but which aren't the focus.
One is the ways in which Vietnamese and American societies started to intermix and separate. The usual way in which this gets covered is prostitution, with the real blend of the offspring of Americans and Vietnamese. That got mentioned in the series. But the blending, the intermixture was more than that. As soon as Americans arrived, we started hiring help, slowly at first but then more and more. For example by the time I left in May 67 we had barbers, laundry workers, hootch girls, generator helpers (don't know their exact title, but they helped with the generators), and others which time has erased. Also mentioned briefly in the series was the black market. I remember buying my jungle boots (with canvas uppers instead of leather as in the standard issue boots) through the black market--more comfortable than the regular boots but at that time restricted only to combat troops. In both cases, as in our Afghanistan war, the influx of American money had a great impact on the Vietnamese economy and on the people--some good, some bad. (Not a new phenomenon--recall the complaints of the Brits in WWII--Yanks were overpaid, over-sexed, and over here.)
The blending, the intermixture, was accompanied by increasing separation. When I arrived we were operating generators in compounds in Saigon. I was then stationed at Long Binh, the main logistical base outside Saigon where we did our best to separate from Vietnamese society--we ended up with aluminum hootches on concrete pads, not the tents we started with. Think of the "Green Zone"
in Baghdad. The logic is understandable: we don't want our soldiers killed so the best way to do that is to isolate them.
The other point not covered was standard in accounts of the war: the fact that most troops were REMF's, as I was. Lots to be said about that, but not today.
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