In War There Is No Substitute For

It Is Part Of The General Pattern Of Misguided Policy That Our Country Is Now Geared To An Arms Economy Which Was Bred In An Artificially Induced Psychosis Of War Hysteria And Nurtured Upon An Incessant Propaganda Of Fear.

A Soldier Plods And Groans, Sweats And Toils, He Growls And Curses, And At The End He Dies.

We Are Bound No Longer By The Straitjacket Of The Past And Nowhere Is The Change Greater Than In Our Profession Of Arms. What, You May Well Ask, Will Be The End Of All Of This? I Would Not Know! But I Would Hope That Our Beloved Country Will Drink Deep From The Chalice Of Courage.

I Am Concerned For The Security Of Our Great Nation; Not So Much Because Of Any Threat From Without, But Because Of The Insidious Forces Working From Within.

Have A Good Plan, Execute It Violently, And Do It Today.