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The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
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The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
by Randall Jarrell
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
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Money, power.
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Money, power.
All wars, including those where religion is right up front as the "cause"...
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Very, very complex answers to this one. Depends on the war. Depends on the social/historial/cultural contexts. You can write thousands of pages about each war and only scratch the surface on the causes.
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"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."
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