Tea with Mussolini

Mar 27, 2004 10:09

I doubt the sincerity of war. I doubt it's smiling face as it pours me another cup of tea while ravaging my house. When is war a necessity? I know when it's not. I know it's not for greed or money and the callousness of capitalism shall never blind me to that truth. Still can we really say having a dictator out of power is so terrible. I can't agree. If action had been taken earlier than maybe Hitler would have never rose to such power. Oh my beautiful Europe ravaged by war. Ruins from the roman time that managed to survive two thousand years gone! Gone! It's that suffers in the end. Is that foolish to say when people die. Of course. But when we are gone I can't help but think of the ruins we shall leave behind. What will the future generations think of us? The century past was filled with two great wars, almost a third, almost how that word sends shivers up my spine. To stare in the face of abyss and dangle a string as if playing with a kitten. We aren't playing with a kitten we are playing with a tiger. One day it shall consume us all.

I remove the blindfold and stare clearly forward as others stare backwards stuck in the span of a few years. Meaningless! Saddam should have been removed ten years ago. Than that war might have been justified. Now it seems like revenge tactic but there I hope good will come? There I hope peace will come? No. I'm not naive. I have looked at history for too long not to see the ugly truth. War shall breed more war. Cold truth. But so are the thousands of bodies Saddam has killed. Can those be ignored as well? Can we sit in judgement? I don't know all I know is my own country was ravaged by two dictators. I can't dismiss that simply fact. Perhaps, if someone had taken an interest than it might not have happened. Perhaps.

What I really want to do is live my life in peace. Make some money and retire to a nice small cottage in the south of france or perhaps Italy. Spend my time roamning the country side entering small churches and museums and basking in the beauty of art. Spending rainy afternoons reading. Is that selfish? I know it is. I read somewhere you should dedicate one lifetime to humanity and not to yourself. I'm not selfless enough to dedicate my entire life but I can't help but think I must dedicate part of it. I can't be so naive as to leave politics to others. Don't sit in judgement if you are not willing to do anything yourself. Too true. So even as I pursue my dream of a peaceful life I must keep an eye on the world. I must try and make a difference in my own small way because I want the world to be there when I retire...

Maria
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