My Father Had Very Little

For My Part, I Believe That The Vain, Glorious And The Violent Will Not Inherit The Earth. . . . In Pursuance Of That Faith My Friends And I Take The Hands Of The Dying In Our Hands. And Some Of Us Travel To The Pentagon, And Others Live In The Bowery And Serve There, And Others Speak Unpopularly And Plainly Of The Fate Of The Unborn And Of Convicted Criminals. It Is All One.

The Arms Race Is Worse Than It Ever Was, The Dumping Of Creation Down A Military Rat Hole Is Worse Than It Ever Was, The Wars Across The Earth Are Worse Than They Ever Were.

Every Nation-state Tends Towards The Imperial - That Is The Point. Through Banks, Armies, Secret Police, Propaganda, Courts And Jails, Treaties, Taxes, Laws And Orders, Myths Of Civil Obedience, Assumptions Of Civic Virtue At The Top.

The Sponsors Of War Closely Resemble The Weapons They Create. And Smart Bombs, Depleted Uranium, Land Mines, Rockets And Tanks, Rather Than Protect 'widows And Orphans And Strangers At The Gate', Are Designed Precisely To Create 'widows And Orphans', To Transform Strangers Into Enemies And Enemies Into Corpses.

I'd Like To Die With My Boots On.