Is it possible that too many generations of peace and pleasure have proven to be little more than an enervating cancer on our culture? Is it possible that peace is more terrible than war?
If these are the fruits of peace, then peace is a dreadful thing. If this is truly the best that peace has to offer, then for the sake of Man and Western civilization, let there be war.
I find this discussion quite interesting. I have had a sense for a long time that when life gets too easy we tend to not learn to make tough decisions. We choose the easier, softer way. Or we choose the easier wrong instead of the harder right. There are reasons why those old sayings endure - they tend to be true.