I met a War Man and he was Alive with Fire.

I met a War Man and he was Alive with Fire. Rarely do you see a soul so Confidently Blind. There will be War, he said, until the Final Time. Those of war would be Useful and all others, Deserving Casualties. He spoke of the Glory of the War Machine and how no man could Resist it. In fact, you could hear his Contempt for anyone who failed to Worship his war god.

Vibrant as only a True Believer can be, he explained how he was doing God's Will, preserving the Good and Righting the world. The solution to our Ills is obvious: more war. War Fixes things and gets us where we Want To Be. It's a Zero Sum Game, kill or be killed. Thus Preached the true believer.

He knew as a Man of War praise could always be had. Those with Resources would love him and declare him Holy for his War-making talents. Like all Fools who believe they have found the Answer To Life, he loved to share his Joy of the As-Yet-To-Be-Realized-Myth of his evil being a Necessary Evil - the Holy Grail of all Losers.

Victory for the War Man meant never having to Love.