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Salim Mansour on war and remembrance: From the Toronto Sun:
...Our desire for peace has become a yearning of just about every people across the globe as we become aware how perilously poised we are on a knife's edge of nuclear killings.
Our yearning for peace is one of the oldest wishes, and it connects us to generations past, even as we hope to maintain faith in keeping our world safe for unborn generations yet to come.
It is out of these hopes we have made a ritual of our gatherings on Remembrance Day, recollecting memories of past wars and lessons seemingly learned, and praying for soldiers who laid down their lives that we, in time, might harvest peace.
HONOUR WARRIORS
But do we -- citizens of free democracies -- truly honour our warriors, some buried in unknown graves in distant lands when we remember them merely as fallen soldiers; and do not speak forcefully about the world they secured for us with their dying breaths?
We do not honour well our fallen heroes if we only remember them as lives lost in wars that should not have been waged. They were soldiers -- selfless and brave -- who stepped forth to defeat evil so that the rest of us could rendezvous with our loved ones and chase our dreams in safety.
To truly honour our fallen heroes while drawing the proper lesson from their valour, we need to speak with much greater emphasis of their readiness to go to war knowing well the difference between freedom -- defended unto death -- and serfdom.
Our fallen heroes at Vimy, Dieppe and on the beaches of Normandy "blotted out evil with good" like those ancient Athenians, as Pericles reminded his people, who died defending freedom. Their valour extended immensely the realm of freedom in our lifetime. Their sacrifices prepared the grounds for raising the largest number of people ever from dire poverty into dignity of work and income during the past quarter century.
Our fallen heroes were soldiers wearing uniforms of democracies, and they wore them freely as did Pericles's warriors knowing "happiness depends on being free, and freedom depends on being courageous."
Our fallen heroes intuitively grasped the oldest lesson history teaches, that wars cannot be abolished legislatively, nor wished away by prayers; and peace might only be secured by being prepared to wage war against evil, and disarming Cains among us before they do harm.
This is the lesson we forget at our peril.
Hear, hear. That's the reason why the sight of Ms. Lynch and her totalitarian-inclined "human rights" apparatchiks trying to horn in or Remembrance Day ceremonies was so hard to stomach.
