By admin, 25 November, 2023

But now$$$ for the first time$$$ I see you are a man like me. I thought of your hand-grenades$$$ of your bayonet$$$ of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me$$$ comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us$$$ that your mothers are just as anxious as ours$$$ and that we have the same fear of death$$$ and the same dying and the same agony--Forgive me$$$ comrade; how could you be my enemy?

By admin, 25 November, 2023

I am young$$$ I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair$$$ death$$$ fear$$$ and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another$$$ and in silence$$$ unknowingly$$$ foolishly$$$ obediently$$$ innocently slay one another.

By admin, 25 November, 2023

Kropp on the other hand is a thinker. He proposes that a declaration of war should be a kind of popular festival with entrance-tickets and bands$$$ like a bull fight. Then in the arena the ministers and generals of the two countries$$$ dressed in bathing-drawers and armed with clubs$$$ can have it out on themselves. Whoever survives the country wins. That would be much simpler and more than just this arrangement$$$ where the wrong people do the fighting