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perhaps a certain naivety the power of positive thinking deeply desired, longed-for hope responding to the horrors spread across centuries of human history our proven track record for conflict of war upon war upon war upon war the choice made for a different path one of treaties, institutions and laws places, spaces, opportunities for all gathered about a shared humanity which might hold back the flood resist the tidal ebbs and flows of tribes, nations and empires colonialism of land, resources and for a while they worked or gave the semblance of so we bought into them carried by the dream yet it only stretched as far as those with vision would do the work, pay the cost carry the peoples with them build, create a reality or at least try new leaders arose wrapped in power's hubris the arrogance and ambition of despot, dictator and demagogue and of regular pragmatic politicians who do the calculus of confrontation the cost benefit analysis of slaughter justification reasoned and considered of decisions made in secure bunkers firing up the propaganda machines mobilize masses on the streets wrapped in nationalism's flag drums beat, the pipes skirl old rhythms stir the blood turbocharge social media emergency laws enacted overriding the constitution sidelining the law, the courts masked forces cruising streets police, the military, vigilantes too 'them' facing a predatory violence falling in love with war once more god siding with the big battalions so they claim, might deemed right cranks up the production of death drones, missiles, bombs, the web and thus the helter-skelter slips sliding towards the abyss when will it be too late to heed the prophets' words turn spears into pruning hooks and swords into ploughshares even dare to love enemies to learn war no more when will it be to late
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Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 2:30 AM UTC
The Drums
perhaps a certain naivety the power of positive thinking deeply desired, longed-for hope responding to the horrors spread across centuries of human history our proven track record for conflict of war upon war upon war upon war the choice made for a different path one of treaties, institutions and laws places, spaces, opportunities for all gathered about a shared humanity which might hold back the flood resist the tidal ebbs and flows of tribes, nations and empires colonialism of land, resources and for a while they worked or gave the semblance of so we bought into them carried by the dream yet it only stretched as far as those with vision would do the work, pay the cost carry the peoples with them build, create a reality or at least try new leaders arose wrapped in power's hubris the arrogance and ambition of despot, dictator and demagogue and of regular pragmatic politicians who do the calculus of confrontation the cost benefit analysis of slaughter justification reasoned and considered of decisions made in secure bunkers firing up the propaganda machines mobilize masses on the streets wrapped in nationalism's flag drums beat, the pipes skirl old rhythms stir the blood turbocharge social media emergency laws enacted overriding the constitution sidelining the law, the courts masked forces cruising streets police, the military, vigilantes too 'them' facing a predatory violence falling in love with war once more god siding with the big battalions so they claim, might deemed right cranks up the production of death drones, missiles, bombs, the web and thus the helter-skelter slips sliding towards the abyss when will it be too late to heed the prophets' words turn spears into pruning hooks and swords into ploughshares even dare to love enemies to learn war no more when will it be to late
12th January 2026 cf. Micah 4.3; Matthew 5.44 Stephen Cooper
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Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 2:30 AM UTC
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