Sunday, May 30, 2021

About War And Illusions Of Peace, and - The Exultant Spartan ( Warrior No.7 )

                                             

                                                        The Exultant Spartan, ( Warrior No. 7) 

                                                        An original acrylic painting - 16" X 20" , unframed 

                              

  

     Tomorrow is Memorial Day, ( formerly known as Decoration Day ), when all across

 our nation, patriotic Americans will use flowers and flags to decorate the graves of our 

fallen men and women of the armed forces.  Others will simply treat the holiday as an

opportunity to have a barbecue picnic, and begin the summer's festivities.  It would be

nice to think that many of us will also pause to consider why it should be, that the 

mourners of the fallen, will always have more, new graves to decorate, with the passing 

of every year, and the passing of every decade, just as they have done through every 

century, and every millennia gone by.  

      Historians through the ages, for more than twenty-five hundred years, have 

documented the pivotal wars and battles which shaped our world, carefully detailing 

the battle plans and listing the names of the commanders and the prominent soldiers 

who led the battles.  From the epic wars between the ancient Greeks and the Persian 

Empire, and the territorial wars between the Greek city-states. to the Roman conquests 

and their civil war, to the wars for Empire, fought between European monarchies, to the 

world ravaging wars of the past couple of centuries: the historians have recorded their

names and all the death and destruction that they wrought upon each other, for us to

see and ponder today.   Sadly, the only lengthy period without major warfare during 

those centuries, was the Pax Romana, which was imposed on the entire Roman 

Empire, by the iron fists of the armies.

     So, what are the defects of the human character which makes us so easily drawn 

into making war on our fellow man?  We don't have the excuse of the Sacred Band 

of the Spartans, who were taken from their families by age seven, to be trained as 

warriors, under harsh and often brutal living conditions.  For the Spartans, pillaging 

and burning an enemy's city, was all in a day's work.  The fault therefore is in ourselves, 

which is revealed in our general lack of reasoning power, in the choices that we make.

We are too easily taken in by political frauds, who are quick to exploit our xenophobia 

and our, racial and ethnic hatreds, in order to gain political power, to use for their own 

benefit, rather than as a way to offer honest, public service to the people.  It becomes 

much too easy for us to blame all of our problems on people that we see as being 

different from ourselves, but at the same time, it doesn't seem easy for us to recognize 

the lies and deceptions of  the warmongering demagogues.  We tend to simply revert  

to being tribal, mindless soldiers, rather than the kind of intelligent patriots who fight 

to attain truth and justice for all.

     Now, all around the world, we have these days of remembrance, to pay tribute 

to those patriots who too often have had to defend their nations from the armies of 

the kind of brutal tyrants and dictators that we read about in our history books, 

and the same kind of dictators who still manage to gain power over much of the 

world today.  So, on our Memorial Day, as we decorate the graves of our fallen 

heroes, the knowledge of human history makes us realize that a lasting peace can 

never be achieved until we change, and become a more intelligent and thoughtful 

human species.  Unfortunately, that doesn't seem likely to happen any time soon.

    There is an old song by Pete Seeger and Tom Petty, called,"Where have all 

the flowers gone?", which caries on with that sad theme.  The song's lyrics tell 

us that the flowers have all gone to the graveyards of all of the young men who 

went to war and died before their time.  Then the song asks that age-old,

unanswerable question,"When will they ever learn?", and it gets no answer.

So I will repeat the question.  When will we ever learn? 

                                                            Eugene P. McNerney


P.S.  The photo of the painting is very poor. I will try to get a more accurate image.


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