When you're wounded an' left on Afghanistan's plains,
An' the women come out to cut up your remains,
Jus' roll to your rifle an' blow out your brains,
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier. -Kipling
You evil SOB :)
Wow, that ticket down the wormhole lead me to the Cristero War in Mexico - I had never heard of it before - and Integeralism. Weird stuff!
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