IN my time I have known survivors and many victims of all the wars of the 20th century.
I find it sad that people still think that there is something noble in fighting, and dying, for one's country. Why can intelligent people still not see through the poisonous fog stirred up by the old Latin poet who coined the immortal motto: "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori."
War condones murder and suicide. Never, since the dawn of history, has war done anything except make a bad situation worse. We fill people's heads with the fog of fame and we weep salt tears when they come back in bodybags. And all for what? For more war.