The single warrior walked along the road, oblivious to the monstrous chain of men coming in his direction, but not for him. They marched along the road, knowingly walking straight to their doom. The single man stopped for a moment and looked at them, shaking his head ever so slightly. As he did so, a man stepped forward from the crowd, an officer who just happened to be the most idiotic man on the face of the earth right then, as far as the warrior was concerned. 1
“HEY!! What the hell are you doing soldier?!” 2
The man stood there and stared at him, empty eyes simply filling in for what might as well have been empty sockets. 3
“I’m retreating,” he stated simply. 4
“What? You can’t retreat! Where are your men, why aren’t you still fighting?” 5
“My men were slaughtered. All of them. So, I’m retreating,” he again replied simply. 6
“I command this force you see here. I ought to have you court-martialed for cowardice!” 7
“Go ahead. It won’t matter, not after what I just saw. All those enemies…they just appeared…and surprised us. Well, you can guess how that went.” 8
“That doesn’t matter. You fight to the death!” 9
The man simply shook his head, as he realized this was getting him nowhere. 10
“You don’t understand. You want us to fight to the death. To do so requires one to lose his humanity, and I cannot allow this to happen to me. I will not turn into some animal forced to fight just so you can stay in command of your troops so you can get them killed just like mine were. Every one of my men, I saw it happen to them. They became animals, fighting just so they live for another second longer. They had lost their humanity, and I decided that I could not let this happen to me. But you would not understand. Have you ever stepped onto a battlefield?” 11
The second man simply stood there, dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected this, and the man’s question had caught him off-guard. He had no answer, and the first man noticed this immediately. 12
“No, you haven’t. How can you know what happens on the battlefield when you are not there? How can you possibly have any idea at all what goes on, what happens to men as the battle progresses? It never matters if they’re winning or not; if they’re winning, they become animals because they see victory in sight. If they’re losing, they become animals because they know they have nothing left to lose. It never matters, really. But you wouldn’t know about any of that. You’re just a fool looking for glory that rightly belongs to your men, and not you. You’re just a political scumbag hoping to make yourself look good in front of our nation’s leader. 13
“I remember when I was like you. A general once told me exactly what I’m telling you, and as you’re walking back after seeing your men die for you after no longer being men, you will tell the next man in line, and he will not believe you. I just hope your political aspirations are more successful coming through that your military ones will be. I wish you, and your men, well. May they rest in peace, as well as your soul.” 14
And with that, the single warrior, his name unknown, even now, turned away from the second man and walked away, his sword dragging along the ground and never saying another word to anyone else in the column. The second man looked at his back, bewildered at first, then shrugged, and joined in the column again, and marched forward, to repeat the cycle the lone warrior had spoken of.15
Adding your comment:
War is always debateable, always icky to talk about. 
s and leaving you a nice big basket of dark chocolate candies full of oxidants. Don’t eat them all at once or you’ll be an Eveready Easter bunny! 
You are down-right amazing!
