Do we, humanity, love Peace or love war? Why, throughout history,  almost all loving peace people, preaching love, brother/sisterhood among humankind have been marginalized, ridiculed, condemned, murdered, executed directly and indirectly  by us, the people, and by governments with popular support and complicity?

Everyone of us must somehow find time to look at ourselves and  sincerely ask and honestly answer those questions to ourselves.

I am an anarchist, I don’t want “coercive law” and government whatsoever- however since the State and Government are not going to disappear in a near future, I would propose a universal law, (or prime rule) that is:

“whoever want war, willing to fight shall be first to pick up weapon and go to the front. For those who wish war but are unable to exercise their will due to their physical limitations (old age-disability etc) shall have to pay for the war and all related costs  upfront. People who do not want war shall  be left alone going on with their normal lives“.

With this “universal law”, Peace will have a chance, and hopefully will be permanent!

I know for the fact that most of the warmongering flag wavers, who love war that is fought only with other people lives and properties . These  “patriotic” warmongering flag wavers always have “good excuses,”  “legal exemption” to stay home safely up in the hill shouting slogans.

PQC

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free
Yes, ‘n’ how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

“Hey, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam Yesterday, I got a letter from my friend fighting in Vietnam And this is what he had to say, ‘tell all my friends that I’ll Be coming home soon, my time’ll be up some time in June Don’t forget”, he said, “to tell my sweet Mary her golden lips Are sweet as cherry”, and it came from Vietnam, Vietnam… It was just the next day, his mother got a telegram It was addressed from Vietnam, now mistress Brown She lives in the USA and this is what she wrote and said “Don’t be alarmed”, she told me the telegram said “But mistress Brown your son is dead” And it came from Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam… Somebody please stop that war now, Vietnam, Vietnam I wanna say now somebody stop that war”

War after war. thousands, hundreds of thousands then millions. billions people have been pushed to horrible death in wars… war continues and innocent death, particularly violent death of children  keeps growing. Why?

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