It would be nice if there
were some nation that could claim moral authority, but it seems we all claim
the necessity of pragmatism. Business is business, we say. We say there are no atheists
in foxholes. Maybe there are a few God fearing men in them, but I suspect most
pray to the god of self-preservation. I’ve never been in combat. Someone who
has been there will have to answer if terror leaves room for thoughts of God
and country. Men behind desks have time for fine thought and contemplation,
time to formulate justifications for the killing another’s progeny. This bloody
game, whether it be a mad form of chess or not, may thrust the odd piece into
some noble action, but it stands amid uncountable carnage. It is unfortunate we
are sometimes forced to choose between the lesser of the evils. It is even more
unfortunate we often do not know if we’ve made the right choice until it’s too
late, if we ever know at all.
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