Those who fought know a secret about themselves, and it is not very nice.
The simple is carefully shunned by those who labour to seem what they would be.
Chickenshit can be recognized instantly because it never has anything to do with winning the war.
And the ideal travel writer is consumed not just with a will to know. He is also moved by a powerful will to teach.
The more violent the body contact of the sports you watch, the lower the class.
If truth is the main casualty in war, ambiguity is another.