A Day in the Life of Chaos

One of the problems of being cognoscente of history and of the world around us is that  leads to self questioning.  What would I have done?  What would I do? They are questions that can be postulated but never really answered.  The truth lies only in the resolution of the moment as it confronts you, nothing more, nothing less. Of course there are the radical questions of true moral sincerity.  For instance if you lived in Germany during the war would you have sheltered a Jewish friend?  What if the decision came at risk to you and the lives of your family?  I like to think that I would have helped but only the moment could have really shed light on the true answer.  It is always easy to find reasons and make excuses for not doing something.  The people I truly admire are the ones that don't.  The ones that have convictions so strong they set aside the implications on their own lives.  I know a woman who gave up a life in America based on her political convictions during the Rea

In America we have largely forgotten where Veterans Day came from.  On the 11th of November we put out flags and remember our Veterans.  Well that is what we do if we are not hitting a Veterans Day sale or planning a barbecue.  With each passing day the memory of why we celebrate the 11th day of the 11th month grows fainter.  Scarcely a person alive today aside from a historian remembers the 11th hour.  The Eleventh hour was when the guns fell silent.  Guns that in four year rattled the very foundations of humanity an changed the world forever, shaping the world that we know today.  Once known simply as Armistice Day it was the moment that World War One came to an end.  To be more precise, the moment it ended on the battle field. Kaiser Franz Josef I You see, the repercussions of this conflict still echo imperceptibly in the world we live today.  While the thunderous clap of cannons is no more, everything about our technology, government, economy and social systems can be directly