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“War is a simple endeavor. It is not the great enigmatic and ghastly beast, always shifting shape and density, in the fog and mist just out of my sight. No, war is a simple endeavor, that of opposing forces attempting to impose each-other’s will against each other.
It is the humanity that war is fought for, that ever driving force of propulsion driving men to kill men, that is the great enigmatic and ghastly beast, always shifting shape and density in the fog and mist, just out of my sight. It is humanity that overburdens me, stifles me – that haunts me in my thoughts and dreams.
It is our humanity that scathes me and eludes me, with its great magnificent mechanisms of deception and manipulation, capable of wanting a thing, and then when this very thing is in humanities grasp, letting go in search of another conquest, dry and unremorseful in its waste.
War is familiar to me, brutally simple, and honorable.”
K. M. Blanchard
Fri, November 23, 2012