Word: hating
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...streaked with fanaticism? Is it these men, the men of the A. E. F., or is it their returned shades, clamoring for less and ever less work, for more, and ever more pay, disgruntled, unpoised, conning the latest ism of the day in search of conditions which they would hate if they could achieve them? It is possible that the average Americans of the summer campaign of 1918 are the average Americans of the strike season...
...speaker went on to test the attitude of poets towards the ideal of liberty, and the desire for peace. "The war poetry of the last five years have wrought one inestimable service: it has told the pities truth, not only about the battlefield, but about the wrath and hate and greed that are coiled around the foundations of Europe. It says little of the pomp and circumstances of glorious war; it goes straight to the human facts underlying war; it shows that worldwide peace is conditioned upon the concrete and fundamental issues of justice, liberty, and fellowship...
...seems almost criminal to let this situation slip from our hands into the control of an Eastern monarchy. The Slavs naturally turn to us as their friends, and it is to our interest that they should fare well, that they should harbor no hate against us. There is no natural sympathy between the Russian and Japanese,--that inscrutable Eastern people which has risen to its powerful position through Prussian ideals of military efficiency. But Russia is too far away from us. We are satisfied with this war for demolishing autocracy in Germany and sit back content to see it overrun...
...Boches tried to fool our boys with their comrade surrender. The trick is for some of them to go ahead holding up their hands. These "Kamerads" protect the machine gun men who in turn mow down our boys. They did this just once, and if there was ever real hate, our men have it. We all have it, and I hope that we shall never lose it until the war is over...
...hate this bumpy strata of air I'm in now. Smooth again. I'm now at 6000 feet, still climbing. Tom is about 5000 feet, but passing directly under me. It's colder than all get-out up here now. So I'll have to put on my glove again and write with my left hand and drive with my right. This can't be done, so I'll stop writing for a minute...