I deem that given enough time, most people forget about the cost of war and the price paid for peace.
War comes along to remind them that we are an imperfect and insane species, seeking gratification through war and destruction.
We do this despite our holy morals and reasoning, which are quickly cast aside in favour of the primal excitement of war.
Some people constantly seek war as a justification for their own sociapathic bitterness and cravings for acceptance and power.
Cravings that are not satisfied by mere verbal or moral denegration of their enemies, real or false.
Problem is, they don't like to gaze upon the final result of war.
The human carnage and maimed victims, cilivians and soldier on both sides.
Some people prefer to hide behind a shining veneer of glorious moral superiority and assure themselves that all will be well after the conflict...
I won't.
Another war will erupt, another president will find a new enemy from a former supplicant that now displeases him.
I am sure WW1 was meant to be the last war...But it wasn't was it?
You are foolish to hope for a brave, shiny new world that will emerge from the ruins of Iraq.
All that will be available is corpses and tax hikes. And an empty feeling till next war.
Although it will be a satisfying strike for those who pray for a 'clash of cultures'.
Those who seek a final, glorious, religious victory in this endless rivalry that has went on before this modern era, before even the USA existed.
One that started with men on horseback, armoured in shining steel...
And still continues in an age of space-age weapons capable of killing all life on this planet.
When will it end...?
Not in your lifetimes.
