“The best order of things, as I see it, is the one that includes me; to hell with the most perfect of worlds, if I'm not part of it.”
― Denis Diderot, Rameau's Nephew / D'Alembert's Dream
Did Diderot believe my Oligarchy right or wrong but my OLIGARCHY. No. Why do we? Maybe education, maybe pecuniary emulation, maybe a bunch of stuff like whirled peas. Not a pundit after all just one more writer with a particular point of view. So I start with a view our leaders step from the Enlightenment to goose step in every direction. Leaders require followers. Our peers then - followers - order us to follow their orders and approve of warfare to wage peace. Our recent comedy show with Ukraine is “Grand Theft Trump.” Give us all you have and more. The NWO needs, craves, pretends war is a good thing if controlled. And pretends further they can control it. Government, since War is the Health of the State, thrive this way bifurcating leaders and toilers. Serve in the war machine and be praised and subject to any governmental whim.
Right.
Erasmus of Rotterdam wrote his book The Complaint of Peace -mentioned before because there is wisdom being shared by Peace speaking as the First Person Narrator -Erasmus personifies Peace as a goddess who chastises kings, princes, church leaders, noblemen, and soldiers for betraying their Christian values by waging unjust and unnecessary wars. The goddess Peace laments how obvious it should be for people to prefer peace over war.
Orders to kill, maim, whatever we obey. Although in passing I will say the “ignorant” Russian villagers who only had a Christian education maimed themselves if necessary to avoid conscription into the Tsar’s military. If arrested but un-maimed they were made to run the gauntlet. We obey our follower leaders both because of gold and desire for more, and doubtless the thrill of war which stumped me at 22, 1979, writing a 50 page paper so I did not have to go to class, and not being able to do so. Typical of my personality I found a topic that really gripped me. Rooted in the Vietnam war and the book by Michael Herr called Dispatches. He was talking with the combat photographer Tim Page about taking Glamour out of war. Tim opined it couldn’t be done.
My crazed head decided to go into Glamour. The word glamour comes from the Scottish word "glamer" or "glamour," which meant "a magic spell". The word "glamer" is a variant of the Scottish word "gramarye," which means "magic, enchantment, spell". "Gramarye" is said to be an alteration of the English word "grammar" in a specialized use of that word's medieval sense of "any sort of scholarship, especially occult learning". The latter sense was attested from c. 1500 in English but said to have been more common in Medieval Latin
https://sluggerotoole.com/2018/04/18/strange-women-lying-in-ponds-distributing-swords-is-no-basis-for-a-system-of-government/
The only man I know who refused to be drafted, who fled, spent the remainder of his life looking over his shoulder for the man. In the end I think that in itself drove him crazy, or contributed, though I cannot argue against his original decision. Everything we do has consequences.