War and fathering

War is terrible. It’s not a good thing. Killing the enemy is not something to wish on anyone, and to be in those moments is to illicit some deep form of carnal masculinity not fit for 99.9% of the public sphere… but it’s 100% necessary. Why? Because:

Pure evil exists.

And if pure evil exists, it’s worth killing.

There’s a few reflections here that I’ve been marinating on since finishing Lone Survivor: