In this time, the number of those who make peace is dwindling. But the number, sheer number of those who feel compelled to make war: many of the young men, part of the burgeoning global population, are girded for battle. Heads full of glory, honor, and celestial virgins. No peace is possible under the seductive regime of testosterone, greed, power, and a Machiavellian competition for survival.
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