You'd think the same thing...

if you thought what I think.

Honor is not worth death for the poor. They are offered so little of the honor, so much of the death, in such great disproportion.

The wealth preserved beneath such moral concepts yields no legal tender. Honor provides no currency at the general store. No clothes, no bedding, no shelter, no food be had.

If honor is worth death, let us make infantry and marine officers of the those who vote for war. Let the offspring of our high office holders stand in the fore as foot soldiers in the armed services.

No, honor is not worth death to them. Death is contemptible.

There may be times, even judged by history, when the capable owe death to a cause. So many times the price was high. Too high. So many times we would have paid so much more.

Honor aspires to rule. It offers itself as a credential, an entitlement, a grant to the acquisition of power.

Science fiction and philosophy conspire to suggest my consciousness is contained within the dream of God.

             Then
                  he
                is
        having
a nightmare.