Same As It Ever Was
by tristero
Scientific American, September, 1914
People are so suspicious about wars nowadays. One wonders even if patriotism isn’t rather stupid. One has the preliminary thrill; there is flag-wagging, the blast of a trumpet, the glorious traditions of the Fatherland, and then this vague but persistent vision of a fat, beady-eyed financier lurking in the background. We have been sold so many times, one becomes wary. One could fight wholeheartedly in a war for the end of war, but in no other sort of war whatever.
Ah, yes, the war to end all wars. One hopes that whomever wrote this realized that the notion of a war to end all war was just one more cynical sales pitch. Unlikely, sorry to say.
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