posted on Apr, 1 2013 @ 09:05 AM
As we note the swelling timbre of the too-familiar, global war drums, it seems a proper moment to recall the words of Satan in Mark Twain's, "The
Mysterious Stranger", as he speaks of war;
""And what does it amount to?', said Satan, with his evil chuckle. "Nothing at all.You gain nothing; you always come out where you went in. For a
million years the race has gone on monotonously reperforming this dull nonsense - to what end? No wisdom can guess!'
'Who gets profit out of it? Nobody but a parcel of usurping little monarchs and nobilities who despise you; would feel defiled if you touched them;
would shut the door in your face if you proposed to call; whom you slave for, fight for, die for, and are not ashamed of it, but proud; whose
existence is a perpetual insult to you and you are afraid to resent it; who are medicants supported by your alms, yet assume toward you the airs of
benefactor toward beggar; who address you in the language of master to slave, and are answered in the language of slave to master; who are worshipped
by you with your mouth, while in your heart - if you have one - you despise yourselves for it.'"
Samuel Clemens' words ring true today because they represent the reality of the human condition. Anyone who picks up a gun or builds a bomb or
develops a surveillance system to ultimately profit these manipulative toads is a damned fool; a blood-soaked and willing slave, no matter how
well-compensated they may be for their services.