Checkpoints in Iraq are as invisible as the suicide bombers
Baghdad – It’s a common occurrence in Iraq: a car speeds toward an American checkpoint or foot patrol. The soldiers fire warning shots the car keeps coming. The soldiers then shoot at the car. Sometimes the on-comer is a foiled suicide attacker [see story], but other times it’s an unarmed family.
As an American journalist here, I’ve been through many checkpoints and have come close to being shot at several times. I look vaguely Middle Eastern, which perhaps makes my checkpoint experience a little closer to that of the typical Iraqi. Here’s what it’s like.
You’re driving along and you see a couple of soldiers standing by the side of the road – but that’s a pretty ubiquitous sight in Baghdad so you don’t think anything of it. Next thing you know, soldiers are screaming at you, pointing their rifles and swivelling tank guns in your direction, and you didn’t even know it was a checkpoint.
If it’s confusing for me – and I’m an American – what is it like for Iraqis who don’t speak English?
In situations like this, I’ve often had Iraqi drivers who step on the gas. It’s a natural reaction: angry soldiers are screaming at you in a language you don’t understand, you think they’re saying, “Get out of here,” and you’re terrified to boot, so you try to drive your way out.
Another problem is that the U.S. troops tend to have two-stage checkpoints. First, there’s a knot of Iraqi security forces standing by a sign that says, in Arabic and English, “Stop or you will be shot.” Most of the time, the Iraqis will casually wave you through.
Your driver, who slowed down for the checkpoint, will accelerate to resume his normal speed. What he doesn’t realize is that there’s another American checkpoint several hundred yards past the Iraqi checkpoint, and he’s speeding toward it. Sometimes he may even think that being waved through the first checkpoint means he’s exempt from the second one (especially if he’s not familiar with American checkpoint routines).
I remember one terrifying day when my Iraqi driver did just that. We got to a checkpoint manned by Iraqi troops. Chatting and smoking, they waved us through without a glance.
Relieved, he stomped on the gas pedal and we zoomed up to about 50 miles per hour before I saw the second checkpoint up ahead. I screamed at him to stop, my translator screamed, and the American soldiers up ahead looked as if they were getting ready to start shooting.
After I got my driver to slow down and we cleared the second checkpoint, I made him stop the car. My voice shaking with fear, I explained to him that once he sees a checkpoint, whether it’s behind him or ahead of him, he should drive as slowly as possible for at least five minutes.
He turned to me, his face twisted with the anguish of making me understand: “But Mrs. Annia,” he said, “if you go slow, they notice you!”
This feeling is a holdover from the days of Saddam, when driving slowly past a government building or installation was considered suspicious behaviour. Get caught idling past the wrong palace or ministry and you might never be seen again.
I remember parking outside a ministry with an Iraqi driver, waiting to pick up a friend. After sitting and staring at the building for about half an hour waiting for our friend to emerge, the driver shook his head.
“If you even looked at this building before, you’d get arrested,” he said, his voice full of disbelief. Before, he would speed past this building, gripping the wheel, staring straight ahead, careful not even to turn his head. After 35 years of this, Iraqis still speed up when they’re driving past government buildings – which, since the Americans took over a lot of them, tend be exactly where the checkpoints are.
Fear of insurgents and kidnappers is another reason for accelerating, and in that scenario, speeding up and getting away could save your life. Many Iraqis know somebody who’s been shot at on the road, and a lot of people survived only because they stepped on the gas.
This fear comes into play at checkpoints because U.S. troops are often accompanied by a cordon of Iraqi security forces – and a lot of the assassinations and kidnappings have been carried out by Iraqi security forces or people dressed in their uniform. Often, the Iraqi security forces are the first troops visible at checkpoints. If they’re angry-looking and shots are being fired, it’s easy to misread the situation and put the pedal to the metal.
A couple of times soldiers have told me at checkpoints that they had just shot somebody. They’re not supposed to talk about it, but they do. I think the soldiers really needed to talk about it. They were traumatized by the experience.
This is not what they wanted – really not what they wanted – and the whole checkpoint experience is confusing and terrifying for them as well as for the Iraqis. Many of them have probably seen people get killed or injured, including friends. You can imagine what it’s like for them, wondering whether each car that approaches is a normal Iraqi family or a suicide bomber.
The essential problem with checkpoints is that the Americans don’t know if the Iraqis are “friendlies” or not, and the Iraqis don’t know what the Americans want them to do.
I always wished that the American commanders who set up these checkpoints could drive through themselves, in a civilian car, so they could see what the experience is like for civilians. But it wouldn’t be the same: they already know what an American checkpoint is, and how to act at one, unlike many Iraqis.
Is there a way to do checkpoints right? Perhaps, perhaps not. But the ordeal seems to perfectly encapsulate the contradictions, miseries and misunderstandings of everyone’s experience – both Iraqis and Americans – in Iraq.