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Veterans in Media: A Review of Army Veteran Nico Walker's CHERRY

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Contributing Author: Joe Stanek

Cover of Cherry by Nico Walker.

I have a hard time explaining why Nico Walker’s debut novel Cherry made me laugh out loud in public last week. It’s a story so far from the recognizable tropes of broken veterans and lionized hero archetypes that section titles like The Great Dope Fiend Romance feel just right for lines like, “There was a lot of f*cking around with mannequins.” Even lines like, “Megan’s sister didn’t kill me. No one has yet” and, “Sometimes we’d walk in old minefields. It was boring as hell” could be mistaken for cop drama dialogue until you realize Cherry is a story without heroes. It’s all part of a voice drawing from the lingo of US Army medics, small town drug pushers, and the desires of hopeless lovers who know they want out but just can’t find the way.

In 2012, Nico Walker plead guilty to robbing 10 banks, scoring himself an 11 year sentence. In jail, he began corresponding with Matthew Johnson of Tyrant Books and writing about his life. While Walker’s self-deprecating humor is nothing new for the kind of military bildungsroman about young men doing dumb things out of fear and boredom, there’s an honesty from the narrator that puts soldiers, addicts, and college students together in the same circle of hell. In a scene with a young woman at a college party, Walker’s narrator gravitates towards the ugly without shocking anyone, “It was a song about making all the females crawl on the floor and jizzing on the females and stuff. Madison couldn’t help herself. I lost her somewhere. I went and stood off to the side of the room to wait for this to be over.” The narrative style can read as uncomfortably detached throughout tumultuous relationships with dealers, lovers, and non-commissioned officers while giving the prose observational clarity. A redeployment ceremony offers a glimpse into what respite from self hatred might look like if the narrator could only find it within himself, “And I guess I was ungrateful, given all the people in the gymnasium and the DJ. But they weren’t my people and f*ck the DJ. You do the best you can.” 

And then there’s the dope. The last third of the novel runs around itself in the cyclic stagnation of addiction to a point where the only way to end the story is with another flash of blood in a rig (Walker’s prison sentence isn’t part of his narrator’s story). Walker’s narrator continuously chooses to remain apathetically disengaged from the atrocities small and large around him. Even when a group of fellow soldiers beat him for thwarting their assault of a woman in their unit named Harlow, Walker’s narrator ignores any sense of injustice to focus on how, “It was Top 40 music. It was stale Bud Light and it was cargo shorts. It was quesadillas and Axe body spray. It was everything I was guilty of.” It’s a convincing cultural apathy that allows his voice to take us down with him without asking for forgiveness. The chapter ends without even a hint of regret in an unforgiving assessment of Harlow, “She f*cked Kovak in the bathroom. You could hear she was really going. She liked d*ck a lot.” 

Right up through the last page of the acknowledgements, Walker thanks his editor in the same tone by saying, “And if you’ve read this book and you thought the main character was an *sshole but you kind of liked him, that was all because of Tim O’Connell.” It’s enough to keep me asking Who is this *sshole? without any hint of irony.

About the Author:

Upon graduating from the United States Military Academy at West Point, Joe Stanek served in Afghanistan with the First Infantry Division. He received his MFA from Sarah Lawrence College and lives in Brooklyn where he's writing his first novel.


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