Kriegsbunny

Yet another bit of linky for a Wednesday: The Children's Illustrated Clausewitz.

"How many times has this happened to you: at the schoolyard, you watch two kindergarteners prattle senselessly about some toy-related dispute. They rally their fellows to their respective causes, each pressing the justice of his case. Forces amassed, they begin gamely pushing and smacking one another, resulting in plaintive cries of woe, only to desultorily cease hostilities, with no appreciable change in the allotment of toys.

And you think to yourself: If only these children could appreciate Clausewitz, this awful futility could have been avoided."

Because war is just sibling rivalry, penis envy, and potty training by other means.

Achtung - Häschen!

There are things about my mispent youth in the U.S. Army that sometimes lead me badly, badly astray.

My sense of humor is one of them.

For surely, no gently-reared human being should find "Peter Rabbit - Tank Killer" amusing.

For surely, combining the gentle anthromorphic bunny-and-kitten tropes of Beatrix Potter with the savage military nihilism of Sven Hassel would be the act of a brutally psychotic maniac.

And yet, there I was...

...laughing my maniac ass off at this stuff.

(and here you thought I was going to say "...pinned down by a deadly hail of Jap fire.")

But if I am a maniac I am also nothing if not a contrary maniac, and that's an entirely different war-story.