How encouraging! We can confidently look forward to a time when not even a pervert candidate for the presidency of a great Christian “republic” will be either tiger enough to butcher a human being or peacock and monkey enough to brag of doing so. “Who loves war for war’s own sake Is fool, or crazed, or worse.”—Tennyson. “One of the commonest popular mistakes is to confound aggressiveness and belligerency with genius. These qualities are almost in inverse proportion.... But usually great energy and determination, and especially combative qualities are associated with rather meagre abilities.”[208] There is really too much bull-dog greatness. “No blood-stained victory, in story bright, Can give the philosophical mind delight; No triumph please, while rage and death destroy: Reflection sickens at the monstrous joy.”[209] “Cursed is the man, and void of law and right; Unworthy property, unworthy light, Unfit for public rule, or private care,— That wretch, that monster, who delights in war.”[210] Imagine a Sioux Indian chief, pagan Alexander, pagan Caesar, Christian Napoleon, also the Christian bullies Emperor William and Theodore Roosevelt, also the quiet Christ—imagine these seven “not only willing, but anxious to fight,” mounted on foam-stained horses galloping across a bloody battlefield strewn with wounded and slaughtered men and boys, imagine these seven galloping, bravely and boisterously galloping, waving red-stained swords, yelling, squawking, yawping, hurrahing for war, “glorious” war—the iron-shod hoofs of their rushing horses crushing into the breasts and faces of dead and dying young men and boys. The savage Sioux, the immortal pagan brutes Alexander and Caesar, the renowned Christian bullies Napoleon, William and Theodore—these six “geniuses,” these coarse-grained, blood-stained egotists fit that picture perfectly, as a shark fits the ocean, as a wolf fits the forest, as a tiger fits the jungle, as a savage fits a cannibal feast,—as the Devil fits Hell. But Christ, Christ in whose breast lurked no tiger and no savage,—Christ with a long sword, a hero’s butcher-knife in hand, plunging it into the breast of his brothers, screaming like the “dee-lighted” brute, calling it “great,” “splendid,” “bully!”— Impossible! But why impossible for Christ and “dee-lightful” for the other six? Because, simply because, these six blood-lusting heroes are savage or at best only civilized; but Christ was socialized. Socialization opposes assassination—both wholesale and retail. Christ is immortal—by his wide love and brotherhood. The “great general” is promoted and immortalized for his narrow hates and brilliant brutalities. (=19=) Has not war been natural and necessary in the life of the human race, and has not war been a potent factor in the intellectual development of mankind? Professor Ferrero has this to say:[211]