War is difficult. And during a war, not all battles will be won, so it is possible to get discouraged by what you see, read, or hear. But contrary to what some people may think or say, we are winning in the war against the terrorist thugs who want to destroy America, our freedoms, and us. Here is something written by John Stuart Mill about the ugliness of war:
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
I salute those brave men and women who have placed their bodies “between their loved homes and the war’s desolation.” They are keeping Americans free, both this grateful supporter and the miserable creatures who will not lift a finger in support.
Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn
SCOTS, what hae wi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie!
Now’s the day, and now’s the hour;
See the front o’ battle lour;
See approach proud Edward’s power –
Chains and slaverie!
Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha can fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha, for Scotland’s King and Law,
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or Free-man fa’,
Let him on wi’ me!
By Oppression’s woes and pains!
By your sons in servile chains!
We sill drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty’s in every blow!
Let us do or die!
This poem always succeeds in making the Scottish bits of my blood boil, and my fingers itch to pick up a claymore and go smite the foe. Not that a bald fat guy like me would be all that effective in a fight, so I’ll do what I can with the tools that I have. Onward, fellow 101st Fighting KeeBees!