Looking through the clear plastic of the shields into these young soldiers' faces, I couldn't fail to think of Bradley Manning, outside whose prison we had stood vigil the previous day.
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We lull ourselves into a comforting delusion that we're waging humanitarian wars, and then wonder why people aren't more grateful.
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