We're often told that we live in a globalized world, and we talk about it all the time, but people don't stop to think about what it means.

Andrew had a gift for deepening the incision he began.

WWII was, without exaggeration, the biggest event in all of human history, and it is still within living memory.

They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.

Would we be the heroes or the cowards of the piece? Would we follow orders or stick to our principles, if those two things ever conflicted? Would we be the brave ones who still found the capacity for love - and for laughter - even while we were terrified?

Yet war doesn't end with armistice, it only ends with forgiveness and reconciliation.

I wanted to look at the differences between how we fought then and how we fight now, because the current lack of closure generates a state of psychological unease that is interesting to acknowledge and examine.