If anyone actually remembered the technicolor horrors that politicians boldly declare to be "noble sacrifices," then the historical record would not be cluttered with another and another and another war. But instead of remembering, we honor the tears and speak of "heroes" and seek to sidestep the shame.
It is as if, once the tears had dried, the need to weep were too inviting, too compelling, or too necessary.
The need for greed, sorrowful as a wet hound, scratching at the back door.
If you want to honor the veterans who have come and gone ... stop making them.
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