The Context to Murder

So, as the blood drips from the axe blade of the murderer behind him flap flags and chant the songs of nations. The act of insane terror no longer one of brutal murder. Remove the axe and the dull mundane clothes of civility, replace it with the livery of brass, gaudy trimming of fatigues and the tones of military uniformity. Replace the dripping axe with an assault rifle, flame thrower, flight stick or hand grenade. Leave the bodies, let the blood run and listen to the whimpering cries of the dying. The sorrow of the surviving familiars. This is the true orchestra of war.