I just watched Lions for Lambs a few nights ago. The thrust of the film, as you've no doubt read elsewhere, is the presumed evil of war, any war, and the cost in terms of human lives lost at the hands of evil war-mongering politicians.
The real impetus of this movie is Redford's hope that America should lose, the same as Hanoi Jane's motivation in Vietnam.
If the concept of "peace" meant anything to these people, they'd embrace the value of fighting for it; they'd show a measure of empathy toward the citizens of Korea and Vietnam and Afghanistan and Iraq. But their dream is not for real peace. Their dream is for America, and especially American Capitalism, to fail.
Let me tell you a simple truth, that if no one else is ever willing to say aloud again, you'll at least hear it from me: War is honorable, and is a vital element to human society. No less than dogs meeting in the park and deciding who will lead the pack, man must never get to the point wherein the concept of going to battle becomes an ugly or shameful thing. Cowardice is the only shameful thing, and you sir, Robert Redford, along with Meryl Streep and Tommy Cruise and everyone else who contributed to this moonbatical drivel, are only cowards whose lonely, pathetic, last resort is to influence others to be cowards like you.
I believe that it is perfectly acceptable, even honorable, to be a dove in the company of hawks. I value peace as much as, if not more than, any other American, but when it's time for battle, the bad guys will never see me run. If you are a dove, be a dove, but do not expect us hawks to file off our talons to avoid shaming you by your comparitive cowardice. Just get the fuck out of our way.
The lions aren't for the lambs, asshole. The lions are for the other lions. The lambs are inconsequential.
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