A Wound that Never Heals

Hey guys! You're losing me. As I see it there are three sides in this (culture) war: those on the left; those on the right; and those who don't believe there's anything going on. I think the latter have it - both in terms of sheer numbers and ennui.

The Left has been rattling the cage somewhat - to wake people up and get them to choose up sides. I'll give them credit for that much. There's people jumping alright, but most are ducking out of the way.

In human history one third is given over to war, while two thirds is given to peace (or the absence of war). War continues to be the domain of the young; the virile; the idealists. It is a tool meant to be grasped by those with the courage to pursue (or protect) a vision. Once one’s own vision has failed, the challenge is never far. One must either fight blind or yield.

War is a wound that never heals. We are forever tempted to scratch it open for the fascination of watching it bleed. Even in peace, the memory of past wars continues to haunt us. Even in peace, the prospect of the next one is just over the horizon. That’s why we urge our populations to support armies that stand idle two-thirds of the time.