Imagine that you are creating a fabric of human destiny
with the object of making men happy in the end
... but that it was essential and inevitable to torture to death
only one tiny creature ...
And to found that edifice on its unavenged tears:
would you consent to be the architect on those conditions?
Tell me, and tell me the truth!
--The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky
Ranger recently saw a USMC recruiting advertisement on t.v. It said, "We don't make compromises; We make Marines." Just then, an artillery strike hits the screen.
The message: Drop a strike on someone and you've solved a problem; you've become a Marine, a U.S. military man. You have not compromised. . .but what have you "not compromised"?
If only life were so simple.