"It's four in the morning,
I'm tired as hell,
What am I doing
Behind the wheel?"
--The Hippos, "Asleep at the Wheel" from Forget the World

Actually, it is closer to five in the morning and I cannot sleep. I've been reading all night, but I can only read so much of The Myth of the Great War before I am overwhelmed by dispair over the tragedy of it all. A generation of young men slaughtered for no reason beyond the stupidity of their superiors, an entire continent left exhausted and ripe for the larger war that would follow. Germany lost everything; the supposed victors, Great Britain and France, gave to succeeding generations the gift of Nazi Germany. Imagine how different the world would have been had the American Expeditionary Force not saved the Allies from the German Summer Offensive of 1918. Reparations, the Weimar Republic, the Holocaust, none of it would have happened if we hadn't "saved" the liberal democracies from the "Huns." As we marched headlong into Hell, our only consolation was that we had had only the best of intentions....

The Franco-Prussian War, the Great War, six million dead because they were Juden... that hindsight in 20/20 is surely one of God's cruelest jokes.