TNR’s Response (the whole nine yards)

I started to pull things out of Foer’s essay on l’affaire Beauchamp, but I realized that you can’t understand how mendacious Franklin Foer is really being without reading the whole thing. So I’ve interspersed some passing comments, some deeper ones, and present you with the entire thing so you can read it for yourself and decide if TNR is in fact:

…provid[ing] its readers with an intelligent, stimulating and rigorous examination of American politics, foreign policy and culture. It has brilliantly maintained its mission for ninety years.

Read this whole thing and decide for yourself.

For months, our magazine has been subject to accusations that stories we published by an American soldier then serving in Iraq were fabricated. When these accusations first arose, we promised our readers a full account of our investigation. We spent the last four-and-a-half months re-reporting his stories. These are our findings.

Well, actually you didn’t do a very good job of re-reporting his stories, in any sense that I understand the word. A blogger went over to Iraq and talked to Beauchamp and his troop – blogger Laughing Wolf managed to do so, without the resources of a magazine behind him. You made some phone calls, emails, and had some IM chats. On that bases, Winds is the fricking New York Times.

When Michael Goldfarb, a blogger for The Weekly Standard, left me a message on a Tuesday afternoon in mid-July, I didn’t know him or his byline. And I certainly didn’t anticipate that his message would become the starting point for a controversy.

And well, the fact that you thought these stories wouldn’t be controversial is kind of the root of the problem. Imagine if you would, a New York magazine publishing a story from a young African-American writer who talked about how living in the ghetto made everyone he dealt with crave watermelon or crack cocaine. Or from a young gay writer who talked about life in the Castro as being all about one long interlude of anonymous sex and drugs. Anticipate any problems with those stories?

A day earlier, The New Republic had published a piece titled “Shock Troops.” It appeared on the magazine’s back page, the “Diarist” slot, which is reserved for short first-person meditations. “Shock Troops” bore the byline Scott Thomas, which we identified as a pseudonym for a soldier then serving in Iraq. Thomas described how war distorts moral judgments. To illustrate his point, he narrated three disturbing anecdotes. In one, he and his comrades cracked vulgar jokes about a woman with a scarred face while she sat in close proximity. In another, a soldier paraded around with the fragment of an exhumed skull on his head. A final vignette described a driver of a Bradley Fighting Vehicle who took pride in running over dogs.

Goldfarb said he had been contacted by tipsters who thought these scenarios sounded concocted by a writer with an overactive imagination–or perhaps by a total fabulist. He asked for evidence that might answer these complaints, “any details that would reassure that this isn’t fiction.” Among other things, he wanted the name of the base where the author had mocked the disfigured woman.

Well, yes, some checkable facts would be good in this case, no?

The same afternoon, we contacted the author, asking permission to answer Goldfarb’s queries. We thought we could provide details that might answer these concerns without revealing the author’s identity and violating the compact we formed when granting him a pseudonym. He agreed. I told Goldfarb that the insults to the woman had occurred at Forward Operating Base (FOB) Falcon. A day later, Goldfarb sent a link to an item on the Standard blog. It quoted an anonymous source who said the story sounded like a collection of the “This is no bullshit … stories soldiers like to tell.” Goldfarb called on the military blogosphere to do “some digging” and for “individual soldiers and veterans to come forward with relevant information.”

You mean he called on people with domain knowledge to actually do some homework and see what they could find out? Isn’t that much like reporting? here, I’ll refer you to my friend Jeff Jarvis, and his concept of ‘networked journalism‘. You ought to talk to Jeff, he’s a wicked smart guy.

By the weekend, the Standard’s editor, William Kristol, published an editorial that, without evidence, pronounced the Diarist an open-and-shut case. Kristol wrote, “But what is revealing about this mistake is that the editors must have wanted to suspend their disbelief in tales of gross misconduct by American troops. How else could they have published such a farrago of dubious tales? Having turned against a war that some of them supported, the left is now turning against the troops they claim still to support.”

Well, while Kristol may not have had evidence, in retrospect it sure seems that he had the truth on his side, no? Otherwise you wouldn’t be withdrawing your stories, he would. Perhaps a little humility here would be beneficial, if you care about your credibility.

In prior months, our magazine had been coming under attack from the left for criticizing the war but failing to champion withdrawal (not to mention for initially supporting the war). So it was disorienting to find ourselves criticized from the right, too, for supposedly slandering the troops.

‘Supposedly’ slandering the troops? Are you fucking kidding me? If that’s supposed slander, what does real slander look like?

But, regardless of the Standard’s ideological motives, the doubts about “Shock Troops” resonated. All over the blogosphere, people who presented themselves as experts claimed that the events described in the piece could never have happened. Some of these assertions were vague and meaningless– “They are not ‘Shock Troops.’ They are our best and bravest,” Kristol wrote–as if our soldiers were plaster saints immune from the traumas of war. But others were more specific and troubling. Denizens of FOB Falcon insisted that they had never seen a woman who matched Thomas’s description; some familiar with the Bradley asserted that it couldn’t be maneuvered to kill dogs; others claimed that any exhumation of bones would be reported up the chain of command as a matter of course.

Well, it might be useful here if you dropped the slanted ‘presented themselves as experts’ line here; many of the people who criticized what you published are in fact experts in military culture and affairs. See, humility, above.

Did we have a Jayson Blair on our hands–or, closer to home, another Stephen Glass, the fabulist who did so much to tarnish this magazine’s reputation ten years ago? The facts in dispute would be difficult to untangle: Our writer’s identity required protection, he was far away, and the events themselves occurred in a war zone.

We published an online statement pledging an investigation. That weekend, members of the editorial staff assembled at my house to divide up the task of re-reporting his stories. It was the beginning of a project that, for long stretches, superseded our day jobs–and led us to some uncomfortable conclusions.

OK, that’s great. Seriously. Just as a question, why not lead your article with this paragraph, rather than the exculpatory fluff above?

By now, the identity of Scott Thomas is publicly known. He is Scott Thomas Beauchamp, age 24. He first came to our attention nearly a year ago by way of Elspeth Reeve, one of three reporter-researchers who work at tnr as essentially yearlong interns and whose responsibilities include factchecking. When she sent along a piece from her friend Scott in Iraq, we were intrigued. The introspective writings of a low-ranking soldier seemed valuable. When, before publication, Beauchamp asked for a pseudonym, we granted it. We felt that a soldier in a war zone could write most honestly about his feelings and experiences under a penumbra of anonymity.

Feelings, yes. Experiences, not so much.

His first piece, a Diarist titled “War Bonds” published in our February 5 issue, described the woes of an Iraqi boy named Ali who adopted the moniker “James Bond.” Soon after James Bond chit-chats with American soldiers, Beauchamp learns that thugs–most likely insurgents–cut out his tongue. This first piece didn’t receive much attention, but the attention it did receive was positive. Hawks, in particular, liked that it sympathetically described the plight of sensitive young soldiers on the front line.

Truth matters so little, then? Each side just picks out the appealing stories, and if you satisfy us all, that’s what you’re here to do? WTF?

Several weeks passed before Beauchamp sent us another story–one recounting dialogue between soldiers in a guard tower, which we rejected. During that time, he took leave in Germany with Reeve. The two had been casual friends at the University of Missouri and resumed a relationship online, which quickly turned into something serious. During Beauchamp’s leave, he and Reeve left Germany and, without telling anyone at the magazine, married at a lawyer’s office in Virginia. A day after the ceremony, Reeve returned to tnr’s office to share the news.

Beauchamp visited our office during his brief stay in Washington. We shook hands, and I encouraged him to send more pieces. Soon after, in May, another arrived. The story described what a fellow soldier called the “zombie dogs” of Baghdad, the homeless mutts who devoured human corpses, many of them victims of sectarian violence.

Another piece followed, about wartime humor among soldiers–the piece that ultimately became “Shock Troops.” Beauchamp wrote that humor was essential to the soldiers’ humanity, but that “the jokes were dark, violent, and would be seen by [my] former self, I assume, as in bad taste.” That draft included the story of mocking the disfigured woman in the “chow hall.” And it concluded with the following paragraph featuring his pseudonymous friends:

There are other examples I could give of just how dark and sad humor during a war can be. There was the time that Jibson wore the top of a human skull as a hat during a mission. All of Short’s dog hunting stories (I think he’s up to 17 kills). The time we hid a pink dildo in a very conservative Christian kids gear before an inspection (don’t ask how we got a pink dildo in Iraq). The point remains, each world is set on a sliding scale of morality that’s determined by setting and necessity. The only constant is the desire to laugh. And sometimes, in certain situations, you’ll laugh at anything no matter what.

Naturally we wanted to learn more about the dog-hunting and the skull– although, in hindsight, the genesis of these anecdotes in such a nonchalant aside should have provoked greater suspicion. Beauchamp revised the piece, and we sanded down the prose. A month after he submitted the first draft, after several revisions, it entered into galleys.

OK, why should it have provoked greater suspicion? Because it was nonchalant? Because it was so telling? Here’s where it would be good for you to explain the problem just a bit – for, among other reasons, I’d like to have some sense that you understand the problem at all.

Fact-checking is a process used by most magazines (but not most newspapers) to independently verify what’s in their articles. Beauchamp’s anonymity complicated this process. Because we promised to protect his identity, we were reluctant to call Army public affairs to review his claims. What’s more, the fact-checking of first-person articles about personal experiences necessarily relies heavily on the author’s word and description of events.

And you might have run what he wrote past domain experts to give it a ‘smell test’; there are lots of people who have current experience in Iraq; it seems commonplace to me that you’d run these 1st person stories past them and see what they have to say. After you ran the stories, you certainly did hear it…

But there was one avoidable problem with our Beauchamp fact-check. His wife, Reeve, was assigned a large role in checking his third piece. While we believe she acted with good faith and integrity–not just in this instance, but throughout this whole ordeal–there was a clear conflict of interest. At the time, our logic–in hindsight, obviously flawed–was that corresponding with a soldier in Iraq is logistically difficult and Reeve was already routinely speaking with him. It was a mistake–and we’ve imposed new rules to prevent future fact-checking conflicts of interest.

Logic? Well, again the issue to me here is very significant; you were comfy with him because he was both ‘one of the club’ (by education, marriage, and attitudes) and because what he said fit your model of reality enough that you didn’t feel a need to check it. That problem – insularity and class arrogance combined with such a narrow base of life experience – is the real reason that the story behind this article is so damning. That’s the ‘root cause’ behind your mistake, and it’s the kind of thing that makes people like me look up and realize that we’ve trusted an idiot.

Facing the difficulties of verifying the piece, but wanting to ensure its plausibility before publication, we sent the piece to a correspondent for a major newspaper who had spent many tours embedded in Iraq. He had heard accounts of soldiers killing dogs with Bradleys. These accounts stuck with him because they represented a symbolic shift in the war. Iraqis regard dogs as annoying pests. At the beginning of the conflict, Americans made great efforts to befriend these mistreated mutts. It seemed telling that Americans now treated dogs with as little regard as Iraqis did. He considered Beauchamp’s dog- hunting anecdote plausible.

I love it’ to a correspondent – not to someone from the military; not to a Phil Carter or someone who had eyes-on experiences with what was being discussed. And here you ‘fess up – it’s the fact that the stories – to him – ‘represented a symbolic shift in the war.’ Symbols, and narrative; facts were wrong, but the story was valid nonetheless.

But the reporter doubted the tale of the disfigured woman. What would a woman with the disfigurements described by Beauchamp be doing in a war zone? This became the focal point of our fact-checking. We asked Reeve to push Beauchamp for corroboration of this woman’s existence. In an e-mail, she relayed his answer (throughout this story, we’ve withheld the names of soldiers who never gave us permission to use them):

OK, talked to Scott. He said it looked like the lady’s injuries were cosmetic, though he had no way of knowing her medical history, of course. I asked him if there was anyone around who had seen her. He was in the tower but he shouted over to his buddy [name withheld], asking if he remembered the woman in the dfac with burns on her face. I heard a guy shout yeah.

Just a note here – in real conversation, ‘chow hall’ becomes ‘dfac’ – just note that for a sec.

I asked Scott to ask [name withheld] to describe her. Scott shouts, “Hey, can you say what you remember that woman looked like?” I heard, “Yeah, I remember that butt-ugly woman in the dfac [dining facility].” So there’s that.

Scott said that if he had to guess, the woman was a contractor, and had gone home after her injury and then decided to come back. Her scars looked long- healed. But again, he stressed he had no way of knowing her real story.

Reeve also asked a National Guard medic who had served in Iraq if he had seen burn victims in chow halls. He replied, “[N]ot many … but a couple.”

Would it be too freaking much to have asked her to get the medic’s name? To report it here? Just to have one shred of verifiable fact in this morass?

With first-person narratives, of course, especially in war zones, there are limits to what can be independently verified. The editor who worked on the piece spoke with Beauchamp to push him further on the physical description. During a phone call, Beauchamp assured the editor that he had accurately described the incident with the woman. Because of his corroboration, and because he wrote two other pieces with no apparent problems, we gave him the benefit of the doubt.

See ‘insular and uninformed’ above.

I hadn’t worked with Stephen Glass, who made up stories out of whole cloth, but I knew the lessons derived from that scandal. Fabulists are often nabbed by the little lies, the asides they assume that no one will check. As we began our re-reporting of Beauchamp’s pieces, we searched for the easily verifiable bits of information that would serve as crucial benchmarks. And, on the first full day of our investigation, it didn’t look good for Beauchamp.

OK, here’s a suggestion. If you had reported these issues in progress – the uncertainties and the validations – you would have probably wound up at the same place you’re at now, but you wouldn’t look like a fool, and wouldn’t have tarnished the organization you work for. Just communicate.

In his second story, he described dogs eating the brain of a corpse. He ended with a slice of dialogue with a soldier he called Hernandez:

“I took his driver’s license,” I said.

“You did?” questioned Hernandez.

“Yeah. It said he was an organ donor.”

We chuckled in the dark for a moment, and then looked out the window into the night. We didn’t talk again until we were back at our base.

But do Iraqis have driver’s licenses that allow for organ donation? We called the Iraqi Embassy. Apparently, licenses have never contained such information. The question then shifted: Was the license the punchline to a joke? Or did Beauchamp intend the sentence to be read literally?

Again – why did you do this after the fact, instead of before? How hard would it have been to have asked the question? But you didn’t – why? Either because you didn’t care, or because you didn’t want facts to stand in the way of a good tale.

We called him a day later. He answered on his cell phone, a fuzzy connection with seemingly interminable delays.

tnr: “Tell me a little about the driver’s license story with Hernandez.”

Beauchamp: “What exactly do you want to know about it?”

tnr: “I read it, but what was the deal there? What happened?”

Beauchamp: “We came across the body and the dogs were eating its brains out, and it became obvious through, I guess, the shells we found, that it was an I.P. [Iraqi police] execution, and that’s about basically the story.”

Yeah? OK, let’s go to the facts again. Here’s what Beauchamp wrote, in “Dead of Night”:

Someone reached down and picked a shell casing up off the ground. It was 9mm with a square back. Everything suddenly became clear. The only shell casings that look like that belong to Glocks. And the only people who use Glocks are the Iraqi police.

First, we’ll skip the sloppy editing on the ‘square back’ of the 9mm shell casing. We’ll assume they meant the ‘square dent’ from the striker. The problem, of course, is that 9mm Glocks are the most common handguns in Iraq (see the Bob Owens post on this). Again – half a day of real research. Too hard to do? And – most important – Foer just flat doesn’t deal with the issue at all; to him the most important ‘fact’ that Beauchamp asserted – that the Iraqi Police obviously killed the guy because only they have Glocks – didn’t need checking, and doesn’t warrant a response today.

tnr: “What about the driver’s license?”

Beauchamp: “Oh, that was just a joke I made.”

He had survived one test. And, better than that, Reeve provided us with a contemporaneous e-mail from him that described the same event. Beauchamp wasn’t a reporter, but these served the same function as a reporter’s notes.

Or as a rough draft fragment of a short story. The point of reporter’s notes is that there is some nugget of verifiable fact there. We still haven’t seen one…

There were other quick-and-dirty tests. In “Shock Troops,” Beauchamp tried to set his appalling behavior in autobiographical context: “I’ve never thought of myself as a cruel person. … I once worked at a summer camp for developmentally disabled children, and, in college, I devoted hours every week to helping a student with cerebral palsy perform basic tasks like typing, eating, and going to the bathroom.” And, indeed, Teka McDonald in the human resources department at the St. Louis-area Life Skills camp confirmed that Beauchamp had worked there in the summers of 2004 and 2005. We spoke with Andrew Hogan, who also helped take care of the student with cerebral palsy. Beauchamp’s account checked out. At this early stage, we felt comfortable that, at the very least, we weren’t dealing with another Glass.

But you never Googled the guy and found his freaking blog? You didn’t take time to note that he was a Creative Writing major in college?

During the first week of the investigation, I reached Beauchamp with regularity on his cell phone. My calls with him often began the same way. “You’re not a professional journalist,” I would tell him. “If you got anything wrong or exaggerated things, people will understand; it’s better to admit error than get caught in a lie.” Every time, he stood by his stories.

I note that Glass stood by his stories as well…

He also added details to his accounts. The woman Beauchamp said he had mocked loomed large within his circle of friends. They called her “Crypt Keeper” or “Mandrake’s Bride.” The bones, meanwhile, had been uncovered while filling sandbags in a small section of his combat outpost. (I received a photo of Beauchamp holding a bone in one hand while obscuring the name on his uniform with the other.) He provided us with the names of the soldier who wore the skull and the driver who ran over dogs. And he solicited corroborating accounts from five other soldiers.

During our first call, he passed the phone to a soldier who had driven Bradley vehicles, the kind Beauchamp had written was used to kill dogs. The driver would only talk to me after I assured him that I would never print his name. He hadn’t witnessed the specific incident with the woman in the dining facility, although he had frequently seen her. But he had watched the soldier wear the skull fragment. “It fit like a yarmulke. It might still be floating around,” he told me. “We tossed it around each others’ vehicles.” He also had witnessed dog-hunting: “I have seen [the driver that Beauchamp wrote about] roll over dogs. I don’t keep track of how many times he’s done it–but it was multiple times.” In a series of subsequent e-mails, this Bradley driver elaborated at great length:

How you do this (I’ve seen it done more than once) is, when you approach the dog in question, suddenly lurch the Bradley on the opposite side of the road the dog is on. The rear-end of the vehicle will then swing TOWARD the animal, scaring it into running out into the road. If it works, the dog is running into the center of the road as the driver swings his yoke back around the other way, and the dog becomes a chalk outline. In this particular instance, as a Humvee gunner, I was up out of the vehicle, able to hear the dog actually scream as it was pulled into the tracks on the left side of the Bradley; a paw got stuck in the front drive sprocket, spinning like a stick caught in the spokes of a bicycle for a few rotations before joining the rest of the wet, meaty mess in the tracks. I can still verbally mimic the sound I heard the dog made.

It was an overwritten message, to be sure. But it added to Beauchamp’s original description. We received other e-mails from soldiers. The authors made it clear that they didn’t want their names appearing in print. They were only providing details because Beauchamp had asked them to come forward. Some excerpts:

Soldier A: “I would like to say something about Mandrake’s Bride. … [W]e first saw the lady in Kuwait and it is very true. She had burns on her head and its strange but in a way most people thought it was humorous. It might sound sick but I guess that’s all we really have here is to laugh when we can and day dream of home.”

Soldier B: “The crypt keeper, yes I saw her, the skin of her face had something wrong with it, burn, maybe some sort of surgery and her hair was like a thinning mullet with chunks missing, she was wearing DCUs [Desert Camouflage Uniforms] if I remember correctly but like Beauchamp said I can’t remember seeing a unit patch on her which makes me think she was a civilian.”

Soldier A: “While digging we came across several bones and a guy named [name withheld] said he was part Indian and danced around the bones to show he was peaceful and he did a proper burial procedure.”

On another call, Beauchamp passed us to someone who identified himself as a non-commissioned officer. Very nervously, the NCO told us that he was aware of Beauchamp’s article and that the men in his unit were all very proud of him. When we asked him about the soldier wearing the skull, he became silent. We asked him again. He said that he couldn’t comment. Answering the question, he said, would reflect on his leadership. He then quickly ended the call.

The nature of these contacts wasn’t ideal: Beauchamp was soliciting his own witnesses. But, once Beauchamp established the initial contact, we tried to communicate with these soldiers independently. We always considered the possibility that they were lying to cover for their friend, but there was no way for us to know that for certain, and we couldn’t dismiss what they told us. They were not only Beauchamp’s buddies, but, in some instances, the only witnesses to the events described.

Hang on – “They were not only Beauchamp’s buddies, but, in some instances, the only witnesses to the events described.” Foer doesn’t see a problem with that? Well they are the only witnesses we have, but they are his buddies – so that makes it OK? What am I missing here?

On the Standard website and elsewhere, there was speculation that Scott Thomas might not be an active-duty soldier at all. The Standard described a lengthy “semiotics based analysis” arguing that he “fits the profile of a creative writing program graduate.” I tried to convince Beauchamp that he could buy credibility and knock down these specious claims with one gesture: revealing his name. A week after the initial call from Goldfarb, Beauchamp finally agreed.

The problem, of course, is that the writer that Foer so casually dismisses was spot-on. Here’s what John Barnes said on his Amazon blog:

The text has the following characteristics –

1) Writing focused on a parade of cruelty and suffering.

2) A rigorously flat affect that refuses any sort of emotional engagement – stone-faced reportage of the sort that bad thrillers and suspense movies have taught us to associate with the mental process of sociopaths.

3) Enormous sensitivity to physical detail; a great concern with writing down what things look and sound like, to some extent the things that are apt to upset some readers’ stomachs, but also in general. (As an agency reader I have seen writing of this kind in which literally more than 500 words are expended on describing drinking coffee).

4) Physical detail is mildly slanted toward the refined senses (sight and sound) rather than the vulgar senses (smell, taste, touch, and kinesthesia); the refined-sense details tend to be more specific, and the vulgar-sense details tend to be alluded to more than specifically named. (I think this is caused by a lack of actual experience; in actual experience the vulgar senses are the strong ones, but in library research the refined senses are the ones easier to paraphrase to avoid being caught in plagiarism).

5) Disinterest and senselessnes with regard to any emotional connection between people.

6) Lack of signs indicating what the intended point of any anecdote or individual story may be (“effacement of the author.”)

7) Heavy use of brief, choppy, transitionless SVOs (subject-verb-object, the most basic kind of English declarative sentences), without much variation either for rhythm or for nuance, as in bad Hemingway parody or Raymond Carver or Chuck Palahniuk’s fiction when either of them is badly off his game.

8) Raymond Chandler-style macabre wisecracks as the crescendo of a run of physical detail.

9) A peculiar cop-out in reported encounters with people who might be offended by the viewpoint character: the viewpoint character (who is of course the reported version of “Scott Thomas,” as reported by “Scott Thomas,” who reports himself to be the same soldier) is only rarely confronted with any reaction to his callousness. In the type of writing I am talking about here, mostly other characters in the narrative are struck dumb by the narrator’s callousness and stare off into space. Occasionally (not in Thomas’s text, except for the burn-victim woman) they may show small signs of emotional distress. The narrator thus gets a free pass on sociopathic behavior, and the narrative proceeds without empathy and hence with only the viewpoint character feeling psychologically credible. The narrator is always left with what is called, by semioticians, the “presence of an absence” in his reported feelings – after the victim or witnesses are out of the field of view there is an absolute emotional stillness in which a cold chuckle or an ostentatious yawn is implied but unstated.

I see manuscripts with all nine of these symptoms – you might think of it as one syndrome with nine common symptoms – about a half dozen times per year, generally from agents rather than as offers to book-doctor them since the creators usually have no money and the books have only limited commercial potential. And they all come from pretty much the same sort of person:

He (it is always a he) is an MFA candidate or recent graduate at one of the big-name creative writing programs in the USA, sometimes in poetry, usually in fiction, and increasingly in “creative non-fiction” (the litsy byline that “feature writing” took on when it moved uptown, became significant, and stopped having lunch with its old buds at the newspapers). Usually he is in his mid-twenties and is probably among the bright stars in the tiny constellation (and complicated pecking order) that MFA programs create. His particular niche in that social ecology will be the Big Talent With Big Balls, a role that requires some claim to a “dangerous” or “edgy” past, meaning some connection to interpersonal violence and to having seen some gruesome sights. (Being recently back from combat duty in Iraq, particularly if the young man is a reservist who will be going back for another hitch there, would certainly fit the bill nicely – at various times I have known such characters to claim to be motorcycle gang members, to have smuggled cocaine into the US in small boats, and to have competed as Ultimate Fighting professionals).

He will have a fetish for macho props and activities like guns and motorcycles or hunting and motor racing. Generally he’ll have a drinking problem, or at least give a very good exhibionistic performance of having a drinking problem. (One teacher once said to me, “Some of these guys seem to think that if they can’t write like F. Scott Fitzgerald, at least they can drink like him.”) They swagger through their programs in a haze of raw manliness, sometimes hang around for a year or two afterward in the same town, and then vanish into the “I could’ve been a great writer” pose somewhere.

I can’t say that all of them are fakes and pretenders in their macho credentials; I haven’t met all of them and I don’t want to. I can say that every single time I have been in a position to find out, the “used to be a cop,” “I was a Green Beret,” “I was a roof man for the Cleveland Fire Department,” etc. etc. etc. has turned out to be a fake. Not that there are not guys with adventurous and romantic backgrounds around writing programs or in professional writing – I’ve known, among others, highly talented writers who were one-time paramedics, professional boxers, police, private eyes, back-country prospectors, and so forth.

But none of those guys wrote like “Scott Thomas”. (For that matter they don’t write much like each other, either).

Now, given the facts we know about Scott Thomas’ real background – creative writing student at the University of Missouri; blogger who wrote that

“I know that NOT participating in a war (and such a misguided one at that) should be considered better than wanting to be in one just to write a book…but you know, maybe id rather be a good man than a good artist…be both? Some can and some cant…i guess it all depends on how great an artist, or how great a man they want to be. Sometimes it feels like i have to choose between being totally loyal to thoughts of my future family OR totally loayl to chasing down the muse. must find a middle ground.”

I’ll ask who has the more accurate read on Beauchamp – Foer or Barnes?

In the early hours of July 26, we exchanged instant messages with Beauchamp, who reported a meeting scheduled for later in the day about wearing “skulls on their head in sector.” Beauchamp didn’t know what to make of this session. But he wanted his statement, which announced his identity and defended the factual basis of his piece, posted as soon as possible. We published his statement on our website at about 6 a.m. Thanks to instant messaging, we watched the early phase of the Army investigation in real time.

Beauchamp instant-messaged us that officers had “made people sign sworn statements saying that brads don’t intentionally hit dogs and that no mass grave was found” at his combat outpost– “in fact, that no human remains at all were found there.” Beauchamp said he was under enormous stress. “[I] wanted to get out of the room alive,” he told us. He signed statements but tried to phrase them carefully. “[I] think i worded it pretty well enough to buy me some more time without contradicting myself.”

Earlier that morning, we had received an e-mail from a soldier in Beauchamp’s unit who had mentioned seeing the disfigured woman in Kuwait. It was the second time a soldier had placed her there. During our instant- messaging, we pushed Beauchamp on this:

tnr: where did you see the crypt keeper?

Beauchamp: are you there?

tnr: yes

Beauchamp: the last thing i got was “where did you see the crypt keeper”

tnr: yes

Beauchamp: the dfac on falcon or chow hall, as it IS commonly called

tnr: what about kuwait?

Beauchamp: brb [be right back]

Nine minutes of silence

tnr: you there?

Ten minutes of silence

Beauchamp: ok just did a sworn statement

tnr: about?

Beauchamp: saying that i wrote the articles

Just as an editorial comment; I’ve done affidavits in the past – although never in the military – and it takes longer to do an affidavit about a traffic accident than ten minutes. Does this bother anyone else?

tnr: ok

Beauchamp: theyre taking away my laptop

tnr: fuck is this it for communication?

Beauchamp: yeah and im fucked

tnr: they said that?

Beauchamp: because you’re right the crypt keep WAS in Kuwait

FUCK FUCK FUCK

this is bad isnt it

tnr: yes

where in kuwait?

Beauchamp: it did happen in kuwait

Camp Beuhring

OK, as a side note again, we have an independently testable fact; a woman burned badly enough to be dubbed ‘Mandrake’s Bride’ was at Camp Beuhring in Kuwait. But…no independent source has remembered seeing her. Not one of the – many? – soldiers and civilians and reporters who went through what appears to be a really large camp have come forward and said – “Yeah, I remember seeing her!”. She hasn’t come forward. So what we have is Beauchamp and some of his buddies who are saying one thing – and TNR who is certain – just certain that they are telling the truth. Without going through any steps to try and even act like what they are doing is checking. Did they send anyone there? Did they call the PAO there? Did they do anything except ask Beauchamp to grade his own paper?

tnr: why didn’t you tell us that?

Beauchamp: i thought it was on falcon

till somebody here convinced me that it wasnt i just talked to [Soldier A] and he convinced me that it was in kuwait when i thought it was on falcon fuck

Hang on – I thought he was off doing an affadivit…he had time to chat with his buddy and check his story too?

tnr: if what you’re saying is true

it’s not the end of the world

Beauchamp: ok

tnr: as long as we can confirm it

Beauchamp: good

i have to go like NOW though im so sorry

tnr: are you gonna be able to talk again?

Beauchamp: i hope so but i dont know

thank you again for everything

tnr: i didn’t do anything

what did you sign?

After that, the Army, by its own admission, didn’t permit Beauchamp to speak to tnr for over a month. It was the worst moment to lose contact. He had admitted a major mistake, using an event that occurred in Kuwait before he ever set foot in Iraq to describe the psychological impact of war. We published a statement announcing this error soon after. But did it stem from an intentional manipulation of fact or an innocent slip of memory, as his instant message seemed to indicate? He had also gone from a pseudonym to a soldier with a name and a face and a personal history–all of which were about to become grist for the bloggers.

Within an hour of our instant-message exchange with Beauchamp, one of the soldiers in his unit with whom we had previously spoken sent an account of the Army’s investigation:

[S]lew of events: initially, the whole platoon was called in and we received certificates of having been instructed in some sort of equal opportunity training we never got. Then everyone was dismissed; everyone, of course, except the platoon’s four Bradley drivers. …

What we had to do, then, was write and sign a sworn statement … saying that we’d never seen or committed the act of randomly causing destruction with our Brads, and that we’d found no “mass grave” site at [combat outpost] Ellis.

… [I]t bottomed out to us saying that we’d found “unidentified remains.” [Captain] cheerfully edged us into calling them “animal” remains “so that there’s no implication of them possibly being human.” I changed mine to what he wanted. SCOTT changed his to “remains that people had said were animals.”

A pattern began. Beauchamp’s behavior was sometimes suspicious–promising evidence that never arrived–but so was the Army’s. Beauchamp had corroboration, but his confusion over Iraq and Kuwait was troubling. And we were running out of leads; one of the few remaining was a former member of Beauchamp’s unit named Kristopher Kiple.

Yes, and the only corroboration that Beauchamp had was the word of his buddies, relayed to you – and the only window you had into what the Army was doing was – again the word of his buddies. And those buddies were solid guys:

Beauchamp had described Kiple to me as the figure in his story who stabs his mashed potatoes in disgust at the sight of the disfigured woman and cracks jokes at her expense. When the “Shock Troops” controversy emerged, Kiple was in the process of leaving the military and was being held at a base in Germany. He told me the Army had removed him from Iraq on mental health grounds. Once in Germany, he had gotten into trouble for “out on the town stuff” and “resisting arrest.” We’d left messages on his MySpace page for him to call. Several days after Beauchamp went incommunicado, Kiple called me on a Saturday morning.

Kiple understood that he didn’t make the ideal witness, given his current predicament. But he did recall the events Beauchamp described. “I remember the woman,” he told me. “She didn’t go to Iraq; she was in Kuwait. She was bald with strands of hair–her hair was gray just a little bit. Her face was kind of mangled. It looked it like it was scarred or something. It wasn’t recent. It happened in the past. She looked recovered. She wore a brown uniform, BDU [Battle Dress Uniform], with pocketed pants. It didn’t have any rank. She looked like a civilian contractor or something. She looked like an American. We saw her about every day or every other day–maybe fourteen times. Usually, mostly during lunch chow–twelve, one p.m. Yes, we called her Mandrake’s Bride, some crazy mythology that Scott and one of our buddies made up for her. I don’t remember some of the shit that they used to talk about her.”

In his story, Beauchamp had written about a joke he and his buddies had made suggesting that Mandrake’s Bride appear in a calendar of battle-scarred women, which Beauchamp dubbed “IED Babes.” This had become one of the most controversial parts of his account–would soldiers really say something so despicable? Without my prompting, Kiple raised the subject. “I remember the calendar distinctly–the ‘IED Babes’–because I thought that was the funniest thing in the world.” I pushed him to describe the scene. “We were really poking fun at her. It was just me and Scott Beauchamp the day that I made that comment. We were pretty loud. She was sitting at the table behind me. We were at the end of the table. I believe that there were a few people a few feet to the right. We were pretty loud about it. Nobody said anything. Mandrake’s Bride heard it and got up and left.”

Here’s one of the points where Beauchamp’s story broke down. I’m not a veteran; but I know a bunch of solders and veterans, and they are full of dark humor and bad behavior – no saints them. But I can’t for one instant imagine someone sitting in a room full of soldiers and mocking a wounded colleague – contractor or soldier – and not getting at attitude adjustment, official or not. My view of this is pretty strongly echoed by most of the milbloggers and others who have personal experience and have talked about this.

I’ll make a bet here – that Foer doesn’t know a lot (or any) people in the military, and has no real concept of military culture. Imagine if you would that I said I was in New York, hanging in a small crowded restaurant with my progressive friends, and that I said something they would consider seriously reprehensible – say that women didn’t really belong in the workplace – and no one reacted. No one said a word to challenge or criticize me. Would you think that was likely?

I told Kiple that if he was lying, it would only hurt his pal. He replied, “I was nervous, questioning myself. Some of it’s a blur. But it happened.” He told me that he was about to leave the Army, and, when he did, we would have permission to quote him by name.

We had a hard time prodding members of Beauchamp’s unit to talk further. By coming down hard on Beauchamp, the Army clearly provided a cautionary tale about the perils of cooperating with the press. As soon as Beauchamp went public, according to Reeve, the military immediately prevented him from calling even his family, who enlisted the help of a home-state politician to restore a line of communication; Beauchamp began working longer shifts and was isolated from his comrades.

Well, he was under investigation; is it unreasonable to assume that the Army would want to isolate him from his friends while they tried to resolve the truth of his stories?

Without new evidence to be gleaned, we began to lay out the evidence we had assembled. It wasn’t just the testimonials from the soldiers in his unit. Among others, we had called a forensic anthropologist and a spokesman for the manufacturer of Bradley Fighting Vehicles. Nothing in our conversations with them had dissuaded us of the plausibility of Beauchamp’s pieces.

OK, here’s a pile of pure bullshit. Here I’ll go back to Bob Owens, who called the same source Foer did (and was willing to name him) at BAE:

Guess what? I did, too.

Doug Coffey is the Head of Communications, Land & Armaments, for BAE Systems, the Bradley IFV’s manufacturer that TNR wouldn’t name.

He was indeed contacted by a TNR staffer, but that the questions asked by the researcher were couched in generalities.

Bob, I received your earlier email and wanted to talk to some others about the specific questions you asked. To answer your last question first, yes, I did talk to a young researcher with TNR who only asked general questions about “whether a Bradley could drive through a wall” and “if it was possible for a dog to get caught in the tracks” and general questions about vehicle specifications.

In short, the TNR researcher did not provide the text of “Shock Troops” for Mr. Coffery to review, and only asked the vaguest possible questions. It seems rather obvious that this was not an attempt to actually verify Beauchamp’s claims, but was instead designed to help The New Republic manufacturer a whitewash of an investigation.

Feeling that a little context was in order, I provided Mr. Coffey with Beauchamp’s text from “Shock Troops” related to his company’s Bradley IFV:

I know another private who really only enjoyed driving Bradley Fighting Vehicles because it gave him the opportunity to run things over. He took out curbs, concrete barriers, corners of buildings, stands in the market, and his favorite target: dogs. Occasionally, the brave ones would chase the Bradleys, barking at them like they bark at trash trucks in America – providing him with the perfect opportunity to suddenly swerve and catch a leg or a tail in the vehicle’s tracks. He kept a tally of his kills in a little green notebook that sat on the dashboard of the driver’s hatch.

One particular day, he killed three dogs. He slowed the Bradley down to lure the first kill in, and, as the diesel engine grew quieter, the dog walked close enough for him to jerk the machine hard to the right and snag its leg under the tracks. The leg caught, and he dragged the dog for a little while, until it disengaged and lay twitching in the road. A roar of laughter broke out over the radio. Another notch for the book. The second kill was a straight shot: A dog that was lying in the street and bathing in the sun didn’t have enough time to get up and run away from the speeding Bradley. Its front half was completely severed from its rear, which was twitching wildly, and its head was still raised and smiling at the sun as if nothing had happened at all. I didn’t see the third kill, but I heard about it over the radio. Everyone was laughing, nearly rolling with laughter. I approached the private after the mission and asked him about it.

“So, you killed a few dogs today,” I said skeptically.

“Hell yeah, I did. It’s like hunting in Iraq!” he said, shaking with laughter.

“Did you run over dogs before the war, back in Indiana?” I asked him.

“No,” he replied, and looked at me curiously. Almost as if the question itself was in poor taste.

Along with the context the TNR researcher didn’t provide, I’d asked a set of questions, including these:

Would a Bradley driver who “took out curbs, concrete barriers, corners of buildings, stands in the market,” run a significant risk of damaging the vehicle’s track systems? Would such actions also possibly damage the vehicle’s armor? Could it have an adverse affect on other crucial vehicle components? Please elaborate as much as possible. I’d also like to ask you about the claims made by the author as he describes the process of killing three dogs using the tracks of the Bradley IFV. I recognize this is more speculative in nature, but would ask that you comment about the possibility that a Bradley’s driver could “jerk the machine hard to the right and snag its leg under the tracks. The leg caught, and he dragged the dog for a little while, until it disengaged and lay twitching in the road.”

I don’t pretend to be the most mechanically-minded person, but I think that a tracked vehicle such as a Bradley turning “hard to the right” would have a right tread that is either stationary, or nearly so. Is this a correct statement?

If this is a true statement, then it seems the possibility of any animal being run over by a stationary or near stationary track is quite slim. Would you agree with that assessment?

What is the likelihood that a Bradley’s track system would “drag a dog for a little while?

Mr. Coffey’s response:

I can’t pretend to know what may or may not have happened in Iraq but the impression the writer leaves is that a “driver” can go on joy rides with a 35 ton vehicle at will. The vehicle has a crew and a commander of the vehicle who is in charge. In order for the scenario described to have taken place, there would have to have been collaboration by the entire crew.

The driver’s vision, even if sitting in an open hatch is severely restricted along the sides. He sits forward on the left side of the vehicle. His vision is significantly impaired along the right side of the vehicle which makes the account to “suddenly swerve to the right” and actually catch an animal suspect. If you were to attempt the same feat in your car, it would be very difficult and you have the benefit of side mirrors.

Anyone familiar with tracked vehicles knows that turning sharply requires the road wheels on the side of the turn to either stop or reverse as the road wheels on the opposite side accelerates. What may not be obvious is that the track once on the ground, doesn’t move. The road wheels roll across it but the track itself is stationary until it is pushed forward by the road wheels.

The width of the track makes it highly unlikely that running over a dog would leave two intact parts. One half of the dog would have to be completely crushed.

It also seems suspicious that a driver could go on repeated joy rides or purposefully run into things. Less a risk to the track though that is certainly possible but there is sensitive equipment on the top of the vehicle, antennas, sights, TOW missile launcher, commander and if it was a newer vehicle, the commander’s independent viewer, not to mention the main gun. Strange things are known to happen in a combat environment but I can’t imagine that the vehicle commander or the unit commander would tolerate repeated misuse of the vehicle, especially any action that could damage its ability to engage.

In other words, BAE System’s Head of Communications over the division than manufactures the Bradley IFV was never specifically asked to comment on the claims made in “Shock Troops” by TNR’s legion of fact-checkers.

When he saw the claims made in “Shock Troops,” he stated, by citing the physical properties of his company’s vehicle, that it is highly unlikely, if not impossible, for the Bradley story told in “Shock Troops” to have been correct.

OK, if that’s the level of “evidence” assembled by TNR, what we are seeing is a systematic failure to understand what reporting facts is about.

But we also found some reason to doubt Beauchamp’s reliability: In 2006, he had written a personal blog, Sir Real Scott Thomas, which we only discovered after the controversy erupted. He appeared an angst-ridden young man prone to paroxysms: “I shoot, move, communicate, and kill … the deaths that I inflict secure the riches of the empire.” With his excited prose and tendency toward overstatement, his blog did not inspire journalistic confidence. We had good reasons never to assign Beauchamp another piece. Overall, however, when we considered the totality of what we had amassed, we didn’t have enough information to retract the ones we had published. There was the one significant mistake, but we needed to know more about how it had occurred. And that information could only be obtained from another conversation with Beauchamp, something the Army wouldn’t allow. On August 2, we laid out what we had learned in a second carefully worded statement on our website.

On August 1, six days after the “skulls on their head in sector” meeting, the Army concluded its investigation. Two days later, a public affairs officer announced that Beauchamp’s piece had been “refuted by members of his platoon and proven to be false.” The Army didn’t announce this to The New York Times or even The Weekly Standard, let alone in a public report. It first gave the story of Beauchamp’s supposed fraudulence to a former porn actor turned blogger named Matt Sanchez. Apparently, the Army wanted the matter to quietly fade away. Several days after Sanchez’s scoop, the Standard reported, based on an anonymous military source, that Beauchamp had signed a statement admitting that all three of his pieces were “fabrications containing only ‘a smidgen’ of truth. “

That’s just disgusting, Foer. Classy, all the way around.

Many reporters who wrote stories about the Beauchamp affair noted the thinness of the Army’s report. Spokesmen from the military curtly confirmed the findings to reporters. When pressed, they declined to elaborate. Goldfarb’s allegation that Scott had recanted his stories, however, was more difficult to blunt. Both the Times and The Washington Post repeated the Standard’s anonymously sourced accusation. Either the Army source had lied to the Standard or Beauchamp had lied to us. When Beauchamp had described his statements to us, it seemed like he was walking a fine line, trying to satisfy his commanders while staying on the side of the truth. But, without the actual documents in hand, we had no way of judging. Through his wife and lawyer, we made the first of many requests for these statements, which Beauchamp was legally entitled to obtain for us.

And when Beauchamp wouldn’t allow them to be released to you, your response was…?

My colleagues and I placed calls throughout the military’s public affairs apparatus in Baghdad and Washington, hoping to set up back channels. We asked officials to provide us any conclusive evidence, even off the record, that would give us faith in the Army’s findings.

We never received this cooperation. But conservative bloggers who were fixated on this controversy–one arrived unannounced at tnr’s offices with a video camera, another later attempted to organize an advertiser boycott of the magazine–were treated differently. After we had posted an online statement explaining that we had been unable to communicate with Beauchamp–who, according to Reeve, was under orders not to speak with us–and pleading with the Army to make him available to us, General David Petraeus’s spokesman, Steven Boylan, told the Standard, “We are not preventing [Beauchamp] from speaking to tnr or anyone.” One of our editors called Boylan’s office on a near- daily basis to set up a phone call with Beauchamp; every time, they told us they were working on our request. After several weeks, we stopped hearing back from them. The Army later confirmed to us that it had, indeed, prevented Beauchamp from speaking.

In the meantime, I told reporters from the Times and the Post that we’d fully cooperate if they wanted to dig further and visit Beauchamp’s combat outpost. The Post never responded, and an Iraq-based reporter from the Times declined.

But Laughing Wolf from Blackfive did so…he didn’t seem to find it all that hard.

On a Thursday morning in early September–over a month after that final, hectic instant-messaging session–the Army finally brokered a call with Beauchamp. Over in Iraq, Beauchamp sat in a room with his squad leader and a public affairs officer. He spoke on speakerphone.

In contrast to previous conversations, Beauchamp sounded uneasy, at times even catatonic, as he repeated variations on the same: “I just want to not think about this anymore and just basically do my job. And that’s all I really want to do.” More worrisome, he refused to even talk about his stories with us.

Since then, some have said that we shouldn’t have continued with the conversation under these conditions: Beauchamp was in an impossible position. We were prodding him to confess in front of superiors who might punish him. But tnr had been out of contact with him for six weeks; we had to find out whatever we could.

Beauchamp told us that the Army had scheduled calls with other news outlets in which he would say that he had no interest in further discussing his article and to demonstrate that the Army wasn’t censoring him. We asked him to cancel those interviews, because we believed that he owed us answers first. The exchange had left us shaken. How could we stand by Beauchamp’s story if he himself was refusing to do so? We began to think that we had no choice but to retract his story. But, then, Beauchamp reached out to us through his wife. He said that, during our call, he’d spoken under duress. We worried that Beauchamp was just conveying to us what we wanted to hear, but his protestation did seem plausible: The statements he made to us had seemed unusually formulaic and coached. (Our suspicions about the latter were later borne out when the Army included what seemed to be talking points at the end of a transcript of our call, which was leaked to the Drudge Report: “official statement: I don’t want to do any more interviews. I want to concentrate on my job as a Soldier right now. It’s more important to me and not only that–but it’s more important to my country and the other Soldiers around me. And that’s what I’m going to do.”)

Most importantly, Beauchamp said he might want to publish another statement standing by his story. We put off any decision to retract and began working out the timing and terms of our next conversation with him.

The following Monday, September 10, the conservative blogger Confederate Yankee posted an interview with Major John Cross, the executive officer of Beauchamp’s battalion who led the official Army investigation. This surprised us: We had repeatedly requested to speak to someone with substantive information on the investigation and were never told of Cross’s availability. After reading the exchange with Confederate Yankee, we booked time with him later in the week.

In our interview, surprisingly, Cross bolstered Beauchamp’s credibility. He stated that Beauchamp had never recanted, flatly refuting what Goldfarb and others reported. In fact, he agreed that Beauchamp had carefully crafted his signed statements in an attempt to avoid contradictions. And he admitted that, in his investigation, he had neglected to interview a substantial portion of Beauchamp’s platoon.

Then there were the underlying facts of the case. Even though he argued the events in Beauchamp’s articles never happened, Cross conceded that bones were found in the area surrounding Beauchamp’s combat outpost. He guessed that the bones came from animal carcasses. Bradleys, he told us, unintentionally hit dogs. Indeed, dogs flock toward Bradleys. We weren’t sure what to make of these statements.

Was Beauchamp a liar? we asked.

“Well, I can’t state, you know, when you talk about lying, it’s making a statement, oral or written, with the intent to deceive. What I did, like I said before, was check into the veracity of the allegations made.”

We pressed him.

“I can’t say whether or not he wanted to deceive people, and that’s as far as I’m going to say on that point.”

Despite all the commotion he caused, Beauchamp had returned to serving with his unit. We asked Cross how we should weigh the testimonials we received from Beauchamp’s unit.

He answered: “Yeah, I would definitely tell you it’s a minefield. Um, one that I wouldn’t want to find myself in.”

Beauchamp’s writings had originally appealed to us because we wanted to publish a soldier’s introspections. We still believe in this journalistic mission, especially as the number of reporters embedded in Iraq dwindles. But, as these months of controversy have shown, telling the story of what is happening in Iraq through a soldier’s eyes is a fraught project. The more we dug into Beauchamp’s writings, the more clear it became that we might have been in the realm of war stories, a genre notoriously rife with embellishment. It is telling that Beauchamp and his comrades gave the disfigured woman mythological names–Crypt Keeper, Mandrake’s Bride–and made her the subject of telling and retelling.

For the past four-and-a-half months, we’ve been reluctant to retract Beauchamp’s stories. Substantial evidence supports his account. It is difficult to imagine that he could enlist a conspiracy of soldiers to lie on his behalf. And they didn’t just vouch for him–they added new details and admitted gaps in their own knowledge. If they were simply lying to protect him, they likely wouldn’t have alerted us to Beauchamp’s Kuwait mistake. Furthermore, our conversation with Cross confirmed important underlying premises–the existence of bones, Bradleys running over dogs.

Finally, we had obligations to the writer, whatever anxieties we might have had about these pieces. For long stretches, the military prevented Beauchamp from defending himself against his accusers. Even when he was allowed to speak with us, he did so under obvious duress. And the Army’s behavior–its initial efforts to bury the results of its investigation, not to mention the four months and counting it has taken to process our Freedom of Information Act request for those results–made us reluctant to rush to judgment.

OK, I’ll call bullshit – rank bullshit – here again. Here’re two quotes from the transcript of the call with Foer and Beauchamp (from an earlier post of mine)

Reading them, I’m damn glad that I canceled my subscription to TNR online.

If accurate, these paint a picture of a total lack of moral compass, professional responsibility or honor by the editors of a major magazine that intends to be influential in setting American policy.

The side message about/from Beauchamp’s wife is the most disgusting thing:

Foer: I think, I don’t wanna…You’re obviously in a very uncomfortable position in that your wife is involved in this, and I wish she wasn’t involved because I, I… trust her, I care for her, I don’t want her to get hurt in all of this. But she just, she sent me a note to tell you that it’s the most important thing to her that you say that you didn’t recant. And I don’t…I feel that (unintelligible) in saying that to you because it puts me in an awkward position, but it’s what she wanted me to convey to you.

Followed closely by this:

Scoblic: What are you going to do after this job? Are you staying in the Army?

Beauchamp: Um, I don’t know what I want to do. Um I haven’t made up my mind yet what I want to do.

Scoblic: Ah…you’re not going to be able to write any more after this…you know that, right?

Beauchamp: I…I mean I really don’t care at this point. That’s not…that’s not…basically what I’m saying is that’s not what’s important to me.

For those who think Beauchamp has been bludgeoned into silence, I doubt it. With the resources of a major magazine keeping public attention on him, it would be impossible for the Army to mistreat – or even seriously punish – him without huge public outcry. And from Beauchamp’s POV that kind of mistreatment/punishment would be the golden ticket to a major book contract the second he was out of green.

I’ll stand by that interpretation. As Beauchamp’s unit comes out of Iraq – if he had been bludgeoned into silence by his command chain – TNR would have a Pulitzer-worthy story about it. Instead we get this:

But, after our re-reporting, some of our questions are still unanswered. Did the driver intentionally run over dogs? Did he record his kills in a little green notebook? We’ve never been able to reach the driver. And Beauchamp told us that he’d procure a page from the notebook, but that has not materialized. This is a plausible anecdote, and several soldiers in Beauchamp’s unit had heard stories about dog-hunting, but only one had actually seen the driver Beauchamp wrote about intentionally hit dogs. He is one of Beauchamp’s friends, and, over the course of a number of e-mail exchanges with him, our faith in him has diminished.

Several weeks after the monitored call in September, we finally had the opportunity to ask Beauchamp, without any of his supervisors on the line, about how he could mistake a dining hall in Kuwait for one in Iraq. He told us he considered the detail to be “mundane” given the far more horrific events he had witnessed. That’s not a convincing explanation. If the event was so mundane, why did he write about it–and with such vivid detail? In accounting for the inaccuracy of a central fact, he sounded defensive and evasive.

Beauchamp has lived through this ordeal under the most trying of conditions. He is facing pressures that we can only begin to imagine. And, over the course of our dealings with him, we’ve tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. Ever since August, we’ve asked him, first though his wife and lawyer and later via direct e-mail and phone calls, to personally obtain the sworn statements that the military had him draft and sign on July 26. And, ever since then, he has promised repeatedly to do just that. We are, unfortunately, still waiting.

Nice way to sell him out – of course it’s all Beauchamp’s fault. Here’s a clue – when people get conned, it’s usually because they are themselves dishonest. That Nigerian money, yours for the taking? It’s hard to defraud someone who’s honest. And the breakdown here wasn’t Beauchamp’s dishonorable behavior – it was Foer and TNR’s unprofessional behavior. I do this for fun, and the truth matters to me – when I’m wrong, or think I’m wrong, I say something. TNR? Not so much, I guess.

In retrospect, we never should have put Beauchamp in this situation. He was a young soldier in a war zone, an untried writer without journalistic training. We published his accounts of sensitive events while granting him the shield of anonymity–which, in the wrong hands, can become license to exaggerate, if not fabricate.

And, to be blunt, I think no one should have put Foer into his situation. He’s young, inexperienced, and has an overly narrow view of the world.

When I last spoke with Beauchamp in early November, he continued to stand by his stories. Unfortunately, the standards of this magazine require more than that. And, in light of the evidence available to us, after months of intensive re-reporting, we cannot be confident that the events in his pieces occurred in exactly the manner that he described them. Without that essential confidence, we cannot stand by these stories.

Almost five months later, that’s all they have to say. Nice job, Franklin….actually, more patetic than I could have imagined.

Now lots of people will (and have) dismissed this as a ‘minor issue’. I’ve written before about why it’s not – about the core issue that perceptions (and mis-perceptions) have in setting policy and the views of the public.

…the perception of the city changed. Policies changed as a result [of bad reporting] – policies that may or may not have been good ones.

In Iraq the stakes are much higher. But the mechanisms we’re using to sort them out really are no different. Wouldn’t it be nice if they were?

And beyond that, it goes to the contempt I think that the intellectual class – Kotkin’s ‘gentry liberals‘ feel for the lunchbox crowd. It’s a contempt that tells us more about the source than the object. And what I see in the media is too large a dose of that contempt, too much a belief that they are apart, separate, better, to be honest. And so the fundamental things they ought to do – cite sources, ask the right questions – become too burdensome.

And that is, simply, a failure of leadership in the media. Foer’s failure, which somehow never gets onto the page at TNR, will get all too many pages elsewhere.

fixed typo on name, edited last sentence for clarity
added link to TNR article

17 thoughts on “TNR’s Response (the whole nine yards)”

  1. bq. I’ll stand by that interpretation. As Foer’s unit comes out of Iraq – if he had been bludgeoned into silence by his command chain – TNR would have a Pulitzer-worthy story about it.

    I think that’s a typo, and you meant “Beauchamp’s”…

  2. Isn’t the way that the TNR handled this just a slow motion replay of the way CBS handled Rathergate, or the way CNN handled Eason Jordan, or the way the AP handled the burned Suni story. And isn’t the AP handling the Bilal Husein case according to the same template? Yes, Foer was an embrassment, but he’s not an embarassment the media seems to mind or whose example they mind repeating over and over so long as they can exert a little influence on events. This is SOP isn’t it?

  3. bq. I’ve written before about why it’s not – about the core issue that perceptions (and mis-perceptions) have in setting policy and the views of the public.

    I agree with you on this, although in this instance it’s little more than pissing in the ocean.

    Now when you feel like getting around to taking a look at all the Pro-war misstatements that much larger audiences were treated to (or how the corporate Republican media keeps elections competitive by their constant slandering of Democrats & Liberals, as in the recent TIME magazine online mis-statement from Joe Klein illustrate) then perhaps we can really get around to examining how the media shapes public opinion.

    Otherwise the specific attention paid to this affair looks a lot like the rantings of your typical hold-out Iraq war supporter trying desperately to avoid that inevitable confrontation with Occams Razor.

  4. Alan do you read anything you write before you hit the post button? “Time” is a part of the corporate Republican media? I suppose you think Joe Klein is a member of the vast right wing conspiracy as well? Honestly, and I ask this becuase I am truly curious. You don’t consider yourself a serious person do you?

  5. Talk about burying the lede and “after the jump” … this was wearying to get through.

    And yes, corvan, it does seem to be standard operating procedure.

  6. Embarrassment and shame only have an effect if you have anything close to morals or ethics. Does anyone really believe the people who oversaw Rathergate, Hussien, Beauchamp, etc. etc. actually care that they got caught? Do you really think they give a crap what the vast unwashed masses think? Its pretty clear that the MSM in general plays to each other, and not the public. Their peers set the narrative, they follow, and if they are wrong there are very little if any consequences. Kind of like tenure at a University.

  7. As always, the obsessiveness is simply _amazing_. How many words on this?

    From John Cole, “who says it much better than I could:”http://www.balloon-juice.com/?p=9229”:

    _For the reading impaired, I never argued that Beauchamp was telling the truth, and consistently argued he could have been making it all up. My disgust centered around the stupidity of pretending that the ramblings of a diarist in a little read publication A.) mattered B.) Was a grievous insult on the dignity of our troops C.) Was proof of the liberal media D.) would have even been discussed had he stuck to the positive military stories in his first few disptaches rather than the less positive stories in Shock Troops_.

    I look forward to just as many words being spent on Guiliani’s lies and dissembling, since of course, a presidential candidate and his lies matter quite a bit more than a diarist at the back end of a smallish publication.

    So AL, I’m sure you’ll get on that.

    Also, a request, probably for Joe or AMac – but you guys REALLY need to incorporate a preview into the commenting section. The functionality of your commenting is a bit behind the curve.

  8. HR:

    I think what you and Cole both miss, is that while this is a “small publication”, its an influential one within the DC/NY power corridor. The NYTimes, in the greater scheme of things is a very small publication given the amount of importance placed on its articles by the media in general, yet it wields a substantial amount of influence upon pols, policy wonks, and the people who manage our government. I’d add further that regardless of the size of the publication, the underlying facts are that a really sloppy piece of journalism was produced, one which took cheap shots at the troops and their mission under the false pretense of account serving as a non-fiction look at the war in Iraq. That it wasn’t checked properly, had numerous inaccuracies/falsehoods, and was generally a poorly written series of articles all point to a publication that didn’t care about the truth, but instead decided to focus on the narative that was being shaped.

    As for liberal media bias I’ll go so far as to quote Foer himself: TNR “invented the modern usage of the term liberal, and it’s one of our historical legacies and obligations to be involved in the ongoing debate over what exactly liberalism means and stands for.”

    And of course Peretz himself:

    “The New Republic is very much against the Bush tax programs, against Bush Social Security ‘reform,’ against cutting the inheritance tax, for radical health care changes, passionate about Gore-type environmentalism, for a woman’s entitlement to an abortion, for gay marriage, for an increase in the minimum wage, for pursuing aggressively alternatives to our present reliance on oil and our present tax preferences for gas-guzzling automobiles. We were against the confirmation of Justice Alito.”

    So much for “what liberal media” ethos.

    Overall its shameful that it took them this long to actually state what so many others knew all along. Its interesting to see the left backpeddle or try to obfuscate the big picture, which is that a publication tried to pass off a bunch of bullshit as fact. That it paints a picture of a media establishment that made up its mind about the war years ago, and has decided continually ignore and downplay the positive, yet focus heavily on the negative shows exactly what their intended goal has been. To undermine the war effort, even at the cost of their credibility.

  9. TNR is one of the big three opinion weeklies* so to say its a smallish publication is merely to point out that the number of people interested in public policy on a continuous basis is rather small. Its two major competitors, the Nation and the National Review, benefit from more partisan ideological branding. What this incident says about the future direction of TNR, and for that matter, less partisan political magazines, is not good.

    *I admit to bias.* I think its more important for the media to be truthful about our troops than in other things. A part of that might be public policy; we can’t make good decisions about the course of war if the narratives are surrounded by partisan accusations.

    The more important part is the soldiers can’t defend themselves. Major politicos like Bush and Clinton have people to take care of these things. If the media wants to lie about me, I’ll lawyer up, write a response, organize a boycott, whatever. Soldiers have other pressing matters.

    TNR took the opposite stance; a story from a war zone cannot be easily verifiable, so TNR used a “measure of faith” in an untried writer without journalistic training. Who could be hurt by that? Certainly nobody with power to do anything about it (namely nobody in 100 mile radius of Washington).

  10. _I think what you and Cole both miss, is that while this is a “small publication”, its an influential one within the DC/NY power corridor._

    Is there any evidence for that?

    When I was in high school the public library had a subscription to NR. It was a liberal magazine then, and an old liberal woman donated a subscription to the library and they put it out on the table. I looked at it some to see what it was about and every now and then a librarian would come by and ask me why I was reading it. Once some of the other patrons talked about it. “It’s Mr’s. Cramers.” “Oh, well _she_ can read it.”

    I looked at it again in a library in the 1980’s. It had morphed into a conservative magazine. The articles had stopped talking about how to make things fair and were talking about how to establish free markets to increase production.

    Who is it influential with now? Is it liberals, or conservatives, or somebody else? I haven’t noticed it being influential with anybody I’ve noticed, except that this one Beauchamp thing has influenced a whole lot of wingnuts. Negatively, of course.

  11. JT, we could do an analysis in which we tracked stories from the opinion mags out to the policy folks to the mainstream media to regulation ior legislation. Would that satisfy you?

    It is a commonplace that TNR is one of a small (bigger than 3) group of small-circulation magazines that deeply influence national policy and memes. Commonplaces are sometimes wrong – see Sam Zell – but they often aren’t.

    And you really need to change your style of argumentation if we’re going to play with you. Simply suggesting “how do you know?” every time someone says something is arguably appropriate (and sadly often missing) in a peer-reviewed journal; on a blog it becomes the equivalent of a child’s “why?”.

    I’d call it sophistry except that I have a lot of respect for the real Sophists.

    A.L.

  12. _”The New Republic is very much against the Bush tax programs,_

    That’s common sense.

    _against Bush Social Security ‘reform,’_

    Likewise, common sense.

    _against cutting the inheritance tax,_

    That’s liberal.

    _for radical health care changes,_

    Common sense that we need changes, but which changes?

    _passionate about Gore-type environmentalism,_

    That sounds liberal. Conservatives are against all forms of conservation.

    _for a woman’s entitlement to an abortion,_

    Social liberal.

    _for gay marriage,_

    Social liberal.

    _for an increase in the minimum wage,_

    That used to affect mainly high school students with after-school and summer jobs. Now we get more people working several low-paying jobs to live in poverty. If we raise the legal wage they aren’t allowed to compete with illegal mexicans. It’s pretty much irrelevant. I guess it’s liberal since conservatives are against it for ideological reasons.

    _for pursuing aggressively alternatives to our present reliance on oil_

    Sheer common sense.

    _and our present tax preferences for gas-guzzling automobiles._

    Common sense.

    _We were against the confirmation of Justice Alito.”_

    Liberal.

    I guess they’re liberals according to Peretz, since they have some liberal ideas and no ideas that any conservative would tolerate. Why was Peretz trying to conviince people NR was a liberal publication? Was there a controversy about it? When I was in high school there was no doubt whatsoever. In the late 1980s it had switched sides. Is it clear now where they stand?

  13. _It is a commonplace that TNR is one of a small (bigger than 3) group of small-circulation magazines that deeply influence national policy and memes. Commonplaces are sometimes wrong – see Sam Zell – but they often aren’t._

    Yes. How would we find out?

    _And you really need to change your style of argumentation if we’re going to play with you._

    I didn’t invent it here. I regularly get asked to provide support for my claims. When people disagree about what the facts are, should we find a way to decide what the facts are or should we just each assume whatever we choose to assume?

    TNR is a small-circulation magazine and not particularly a good one. They *need* some sort of excuse to exist, and people are more likely to read it if they believe that it’s influential among decision-makers. But why should it be?

    Perhaps important people read it because they believe other important people read it?

    Perhaps it’s only a marketing ploy?

  14. Gore type environmentalism means luxury for the ruling class, Enron-type trading credits for charlatan-hucksters like Gore, and restrictions on every day life for every day people.

    Stretch limos and private jets for Gore, cramped and dirty, dangerous buses for ordinary people. With the added ability of elites mandating rat milk and two squares of toilet paper for the working man.

    Liberalism (or elitism) to a T.

    Moreover, open borders/Amnesty replaces American workers with compliant, low wage Mexican ones, and erases the common language and culture (speaking English is “racist”) with another one to lower the power and unity of working men and women and allow the elites (“important” people like Babs Streisand, who instructs people not to look her in the eye) to rule over an impoverished mass of peasants.

    Minimum wage? Who cares when most labor crowds that out to the absolute bottom. Same with health care — free health care for Mexican nationals (here illegally) that crowds out any health care for American natives.

    “Gas guzzling automobiles” = “we hate ordinary people driving as they please! More rat milk for them!”

    Gay marriage of course is all about defining Marriage to the point of irrelevancy. If two, three, four men can all get married, or marry their horse, or what have you, marriage means nothing. Which is precisely the point — to destroy the center of Western civilization (nuclear family) and replace it with poverty that comes from the alternatives.

    Liberals are all about power. Who has the power to drink real milk, and force the rest of us to drink rat milk.

    [Heather Mills opined, as most Liberal enviros do, that people, except for important people I’m sure, should be made to drink rat milk instead of cows milk because it’s better for the environment. Liberal environmentalism has been serving the American people a nice cold glass of rat milk for some time now, I assume that’s on TNR’s agenda.]

  15. Well here’s information from the Project for Excellence in Journalism about the state of the opinion weeklies. “Link”:http://www.stateofthenewsmedia.com/2007/narrative_magazines_opinions.asp?cat=8&media=8 TNR is a “center left” title, which unlike the Nation and the National Review is “not really at either ideological pole.” While subscribers are down 40% since ’99,

    bq. _It is important to point out that circulation isn’t as critical a measure for those magazines as it is for others. The opinion journals are ultimately as interested in the amount of political sway they hold in Washington and in who their readers are as they are in the pure the bottom line. But circulation is not irrelevant._

    One indicia of influence over profits is that TNR has generally been owned not by media organizations, but by millionaires or (more often) their spouses. TNR has to my knowledge never endorsed a Republican for President (though it did endorse Anderson in ’79).

  16. The New Republic has always been at least a tiny bit left of center. Though they criticize Democrats frequently, I don’t believe they have ever endorsed the Republican nominee for president. At least they hadn’t the last time I checked, which was a few years ago, but I find it hard to believe that they endorsed Dole or either Bush.

    As I recall (corrections welcome), they did endorse John Anderson in 1980, but he only got a plurality of the editors’ votes, and they published cover editorials by all three factions (Andersonites, Carterites, and Reaganites) since they were divided into nearly-equal thirds.

    Anyone who thought in the late 1970s, ’80s, and early ’90s (when I was still paying attention) that TNR was a far-left or far-right journal was off-scale himself and in no position to judge. It was also an excellent journal back then.

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