The Enemy Attention, all citizens: As you know, we are at war Against Country X, The Enemy. I have good news, cause for rejoicing: Our bombing of strategic targets is going well And much of their military might lies in ruins. There is, however, one disturbing note, One thing you should be warned against: You may be tempted To feel sympathy for The Enemy. We try not to waste bombs and bullets on civilians, But some will go astray, And in this age of instant global video We cannot protect you from what The Enemy would like you to see: Perhaps what appears to be a mother Grieving over the body of a child. Do not be deceived! This is not real grief. The Enemy are not really people like us, But are just automatons Going through the motions of life And love And death. Because they are The Enemy they lack true souls And cannot feel pain or fear or grief As we do. So if they should happen to stand in the way Of our march to victory It will be no more a sin To mow them down Than it is to cheer at bowling pins Scattered by the champion's ball. This condition will continue Until the war is over And we are allied with Country X against Someone Else. Then the people of Country X Will again be real people And it will be that Someone Else we will be allied against Who will lack souls. Thomas G. Digby entered 0020 hr 2/19/91 format 13:25 12/22/2001