I was born ten years after the finish of the second world war in south america, then I learnt about it in the school, and I remember that was quite a shock to realize what a human being can do to another human being, and I passed a lot of time trying to understand how it could be posible.In 1978 I was doing the military service and we had a political conflict with the Republic of Chile and we were quite near to start a war with them. But until where I could see, nobody hated them. Once came an high-ranking official and gave us an very stupid talk, and after a while all my companions were ready to fight. A very stupid talk, a very stupid war. We were all together in a boat like Ulises hearing the singing of the mermaids driving us toward the destruction. God, what easy can be to start a war. To injure thousands of people, to kill, to mutilate. My companions, people who had studied twelve years in differents schools were ready to kill, just because an stupid talk.All the great killers of the history did not come from mars.And it was bitter to understand that we have to blame us, we did those ugly things. We have it inside us and only us can decide to do what the Ulises's crew did.
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