Since I'm not in the US, that's what I'm calling it. I just finished the Teaching Company's lecture series on WWI, and it seems to me the psychic state of the Western world after that mass of horror was much more healthy than the triumphalist attitude that persists after WWII. Here is "Back," by Wilfred Gibson.
They ask me where I've been,(h/t): Sullivan.
And what I've done and seen.
But what can I reply
Who know it wasn't I,
But someone just like me,
Who went across the sea
And with my head and hands
Killed men in foreign lands...
Though I must bear the blame,
Because he bore my name.
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