Shane Deichman has an outstanding reflection up at Wizards of Oz:
On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, in the year 1918, “The Great War” ended.
Of course, it couldn’t have been known as “World War I” at the time — because that would mean the insanity of wholesale slaughter and wanton destruction would happen again. What a difference a generation makes….
92 years after the poppy has come to signify remembrance of those who fell in defense of the State, whether in Flanders Fields or France or the coral atolls of the Pacific or the rolling hills of Korea or the jungles of Vietnam or the deserts of Iraq or the river valleys of the Hindu Kush, today we are living off the interest earned by their blood.
Read the rest here.