A group of archeologists discovers the rambling diary of a tortured soul slowly going mad. There’s no consistent logic, coherent meaning, or even an apparent chronological order to the bizarre episodes scrawled across the tattered book’s pages. But nonetheless, the engrossed readers can’t help but digest the entire manifesto cover to cover. Now the unhinged protagonist is in uniform, sent away to a faraway war zone. Where this war happened, assuming it happened at all, the madman doesn’t say. But he does describe at length what had started as a boring overnight watch.
Our Long War
Our longest war, fought for uncertain goals — with no visible end.
National elections should discuss who we are and how we have changed. Such as the results of the war on terror. Not the effects on the terrorists (who seem either unaffected or even stronger from our wars) but on our national character. It will be the most important issue never mentioned during the campaign.