Studying
I'm pretty busy studying, but I didn't want to break my promise to you, the reader, so I decided to provide a cursory update.
I found this today. Calvin and Hobbes is the best comic EVER and if I had a stuffed tiger, this is how I would deal with writing assignments.
Weekend fun
Augustine has gotten into the whole free will debate, which is like 100x more interesting than listening to him talk about why Felicity should have been a goddess, even though all the gods and godesses were really demons. Reading this book has made me a lot more contemplative, and I've had realizations in really weird places. Case in point: I made the mistake of drinking some homemade wine that my friend Bill provided on saturday night. It was red-ish wine, and I think it was fortified, so it was essentially Port, which my research shows to be the most damaging when you drink too much. So as I layed curled up in a ball all day Sunday, I thought to myself "I'm never going to drink again." Which is a lie. Everyone says that when they get sick from drinking, or they get sick from eating, or from doing something stupid, but in most cases you see them back at the taco shack next week, or at the bar, or in the weightroom trying the squat thrusts.
So as I realized that I was telling myself a lie, I thought of how that pertained to the rest of life. I'm almost certain that it's a survival trait. If we didn't have it, we would never reproduce. Well, the guys would keep trying, but all the women would live in a convent on an island surrounded with shark-filled water. Giving birth is supposedly one of the most painful things that a human can do (I imagine St. Augustine wagging his finger at Adam and Eve at this point), and I'm sure that after passing a 6-10 pound baby, no sane woman thinks "Boy! I want to do this again right away!" But then the survival mechanism kicks in and the woman gradually forgets about the pain and eventually the memories of cute little babies outweigh the memories of pain and the woman wants to have another baby. This is the same mechanism that makes me say "Hey, let's hit up Taco Bell after we leave the bar!" despite the proven fact that Beer + Tacos = unpleasantness.
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Hey doofus" you might be saying, "
What in the hell does this have to do with your military history blog?" Well I'm getting there, so just calm down.
I think this is directly related to war. War is a crime against all humanity, yet we wage it almost constantly. I think the same pain/reward balance works with war as well. It's a little more complex, probably featuring all kinds of modifiers based on culture, intensity of previous wars, win-loss ratio, etc... , but I think the theory still holds. Let's consider a few examples.
America got out of WWII relatively loss-free, so they didn't have as many bad memories to keep them out of Korea, and then Vietnam, but after Vietnam the scale shifted WAAAAY back to the non-war side. Then in 1991 the equilibrium shifted and America went into Kuwait and got out relatively loss-free again. Recently there have been setbacks that have stirred up the memories of Vietnam, making it less likely for there to be any non-essential wars for a while. Still there are variables that could shift the balance quickly, such as another terrorist strike that would surely bring down the righteous anger of the world's strongest military with minimal public outcry.
Looking at post-war Germany, we see a total opposite. After WWI, various cultural forces managed to overbalance the horrible memories of the first world war, Hitler rose to power, and started a second war within 20 years. But since 1945, Germany really hasn't participated in any military action. I think this is a case of too much memory overpowering the scale completely. Casual drinking and sickness will probably result in a continuation of the cycle, but if you get drunk and lose your arm in a car accident, you probably won't ever drink again because you'll constantly see the price of your night of fun. I think this is what happened with Germany. The same goes for Japan. By keeping destroyed buildings and city blocks around to continually show people what happened, they keep the memories alive, so that it'd take something really big to swing the scale back to war.
Now I realize that this is a really general theory that probably doesn't cover all the variables, but I figured I'd write it all down while it was fresh in my mind.
Anyways, I still have a headache, so I'm going to eat dinner and watch tv. I'll get back on track with the development of a christian warrior ethos in a day or two.
So I'm a liar
Yeah, that whole updating every day or two thing? Well... it was kind of a lie. But I have a good reason today! I was at the Phi Alpha Theta movie thingamadoo. We watched
Goodbye Lenin! which was a super awesome movie. At the beginning of the movie they showed the DDR police roughing up some people who were protesting the wall. At first I thought "poor German people" but then I was like "maybe they have some kind of cultural "thing" for dressing in grey and kicking people in the street." But that's really the only bad stuff they showed. Then the mom has a heart attack and goes into a coma, which I thought was a bit weird. Maybe a stroke would have been more believable. Anywho, the rest of the movie is her son trying to pretend that the DDR still exists and the wall never came down because any kind of excitement could cause another heart attack. It was equal parts funny and sad. The scene where they're hauling a broken statue of Lenin down the middle of Berlin with a helecopter was great. It looked like it was CGI though. I would have thought broken Lenin statues would be easy enough to buy from Russia. Finally, the nurse/girlfriend, Chulpan Khamatova, was enchanting.
Professor Beyerchen was supposed to show up and discuss the history of the movie with us but he never showed. What's up with that? On the plus side I had time to get some dinner at buckeye express before they closed.
Tomorrow I'll be less busy and spend some time reading more Augustine. I figure even if it isn't relevant to my paper, when I die and go to heaven I'll have something to talk with St. Augustine about. Most people are probably like "St. Augustine? Man it sure is hot down there. Eh? How about that heat? Eh? Is it hot enough for you?" and St. Augustine probably just sighs and walks away. So I imagine he'll be glad to discuss theology and history.