All Quiet on the Western Front
by Erich Maria Remarque
All Quiet on the Western Front was written as the world still reeled from World War I. The memory of lost brothers and fathers was fresh and bitter: more then fifteen million men, civilian and military, lost their lives in the four years of bloody fighting in Europe. Twenty two million more were maimed by the horrific new weapons of the modern man: exploding shells, machine-guns, poison gas, tanks, flamethrowers, and airplanes. In France alone, 5,681,800 were killed or wounded — over 14% of the entire population of 40 million.
It was written to keep the story of those fifteen million alive; it was not meant to be a historical account of World War I, but a memoir of the soldier’s experience and a denunciation of the politician’s war. It is a narrative. As such it is hard to judge its factual accuracy; specific names for guns and weapons, trenches and battles are not given. These facts are not important to the narrative, so they are left out. All we know about the location of Paul’s regiment is that it is “between Langemark and Bixschoote”.
With that in mind, the realism of the narrative is incredible. It is not a fictitious tale — it is the story of the millions who fought in the First World War. The horrors and sheer brutality of the war are shown starkly, with no attempt to mask the facts behind vague notions of patriotism. From the beginning of the book — when Paul Baumer’s platoon is caught by an artillery barrage in a graveyard, where old bodies are blown out of coffins — to the end, when all innocence is lost and all the men have died, the book symbolizes the brutality and dehumanization of the first great war of the twentieth century.
Weapons and fighting are portrayed realistically in the book’s frequent battle scenes. Machine-guns, flares, artillery, bayonets, spades, grenades and the Mauser rifles in use by the German military are described in detail. Even rations are discussed: the German soldiers eat bread and beans. The Allies eat corned beef.
The strategy and economics of the war are also shown in passing. World War I was a war fought with outdated tactics; no charge can survive shelling, gassing and most importantly, machine gun nests. The entire Western Front was compromised of one side trying to break down another by charging strongly fortified positions. The German high command even decided that inflicting massive amounts of casualties should be their primary concern, leading to the battle of Verdun..
The overarching “strategy” of World War I — throwing large amounts of meat at something until it capitulates — is shown clearly in the book. Thousands of Allies advance on Paul’s position, and they are cut down by grenades and machine gun fire. Then the Germans counterattack and die in the same numbers.
On the home front, the people have no idea that they are losing. When soldiers attempt to tell them the truth, it is ignored; one civilian says to Paul:
“You see only your little sector and so cannot have a general survey. You do your duty, you risk your lives, that deserves the highest honor — every man of you ought to have the Iron Cross — but first of all the enemy line must be broken through in Flanders and then rolled up from the top.”
The civilian seems to think he knows what he is talking about — so much so that he completely ignores Paul’s statement to the contrary. The government has done an excellent job of making the civilians think they know how the war is going. No civilian thinks that they are going to lose. The Armistice must have come as a terrible shock to them.
Even as the civilians believed the war was being won, the economic power of Germany was crumbling. The government had so little money that they could not replace worn out artillery barrels. Because of the state of the barrels, the crews could not even aim properly or launch shots far enough; friendly shells started falling on the German positions. Even proper rations were not available. The German soldiers were constantly hungry and envious of the Allies’ rations:
“The fellows over there are well looked after; it seems a luxury to us with our hunger pangs, our turnip jam, and meat so scarce that we simply grab at it.”
It seemed that everything was stacked up against an entire generation of young men. They have died, one by one, since they volunteered. They have been mistreated by their own officers. They have been alienated by their own families. In the brutal fighting every day, they have lost more then their nerves: they have lost their innocence, their youth, their humanity and their will to live. As Paul says in the hospital, after men have died and his friend’s leg has been amputated:
“I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another. I see that the keenest brains of the world invent weapons and words to make it yet more refined and enduring. And all the men of my age, here and over there, throughout the whole world, see these things; all my generation is experiencing these things with me.”
The story of those millions who fought and died in World War I is captured in a single paragraph. It was the worst war in the history of humanity; yet twenty years later, in the true fashion of mankind, men followed their fathers’ examples and placidly annihilated one another on an even grander scale, ignoring the warning of veterans like Remarque. Fearing that All Quiet on the Western Front would open up the eyes of Germany, the Nazis banned the book and stripped Remarque of his German citizenship.
But despite banning and the passage of time, Remarque’s story, and the story of all the soldiers in all the wars in history, lives on.