War is a way of shattering to pieces... materials which might otherwise be used to make the masses too comfortable and... too intelligent.
They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.
My grandfather was very wise man. Now he was ornery and such a curmudgeon that if there was a hall of fame for such people his likeness would be craved in the finest marble and set atop an equally ornate pedestal but as wisdom goes I base my distrust on established hierarchies and beliefs on his teachings. While a white Southerner who had grown up in its dominate culture and ideas during the absolute worst part of the Great Depression he nonetheless had a progressive side that would often shine through his admittedly rough and inherently conservative exterior.