Showing posts with label War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label War. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 August 2009

War and the loss of lives

The Daily MashImage via Wikipedia
Should not be taken lightly, but then we British have a quirky weird sense of humour and a particular penchant for the ridiculous, that point's none the less to the truth.
So I couldnt help smiling at this in the Daily Mash.

Friday, 21 August 2009

Quotations from Mark Twain

Mark Twain photo portrait.Image via Wikipedia
Following on from 'That Womans' exellent post in Middlingyears of poems about War, a few quotes about war from Mark Twain.
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Man is the only animal that deals in that atrocity of atrocities, War. He is the only one that gathers his brethren about him and goes forth in cold blood and calm pulse to exterminate his kind. He is the only animal that for sordid wages will march out...and help to slaughter strangers of his own species who have done him no harm and with whom he has no quarrel. ..And in the intervals between campaigns he washes the blood off his hands and works for "the universal brotherhood of man"--with his mouth.

If the bubble reputation can be obtained only at the cannon's mouth, I am willing to go there for it, provided the cannon is empty. If it is loaded my immortal and inflexible purpose is to get over the fence and go home. My invariable practice in war has been to bring out of every fight two-thirds more men than when I went in. This seems to me Napoleonic in its grandeur.
- "Mark Twain as a Presidential Candidate," New York 
Evening Post, 6/9/1879

All war must be just the killing of strangers against whom you feel no personal animosity; strangers whom, in other circumstances, you would help if you found them in trouble, and who would help you if you needed it.
- "The Private History of the
Campaign That Failed"