The Irony Of War And Peace

Peace. Such a wonderful word. Webster's dictionary defines peace as, "a state in which there is no war or fighting"
Humanity has been striving for eternal peace since eons! And yes, the struggle is real indeed. A few days back, a harrowing video surfaced on the internet. It was about this 5 year old little Syrian kid, Omran Daqneesh, who was rescued from the rubble, after an airstrike at Aleppo. This horrific video sent shivers down my spine and every time I look at that boy's shocked and innocent face, I struggle to fight that lump in my throat.

The pathetic state of humanity right now.

But does it even matter to us? Nope. It doesn't. Because we don't live in Syria. A few more months and everyone will soon forget about Omran. Just like we forgot Alan Kurdi. Yes, the iconic kid in the picture, whose corpse was swept ashore. I won't go about preaching how this is all fucking insane and how we should do something about it. Ranting won't change shit. It never did.

We all imagine a world where everyone is equal and happy. Hoping of a peaceful world where someday, we'll all live as one. John Lennon's utopian paradise that everyone dreams of. But such a world doesn't exist. And perhaps, it never will. You might wonder what makes me think so pessimistically?

It's simple. I don't believe in equality. It was Thomas Jefferson, right? Who coined the phrase, "all men are created equal"
With due respect sire, I think it's total horseshit. Equality is a myth. At least George Orwell would agree with me. In his allegorical novel, 'Animal Farm' Orwell had written, "All animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others" 

In my opinion, eternal peace will never exist. Because no one, I repeat, NO ONE fights for peace. Everyone fights for power and authority. I think the entire world history comprises of just two components. The oppressed and the oppressor. The minority and the majority. In simple words, the slaves and the rulers. The oppressed are constantly battling to overthrow the oppressor. Whereas, the rulers do their best to make sure everything stays in their control. Sometimes, the minority succeed in dethroning and replacing the dominance and sometimes, it's the other way round. It's an unending vicious cycle. And this persistent struggle for power, slaughters the process of peace. Everyone is constantly at war, fighting for ultimate supremacy. And the current situation in Syria is just a result of western imperialism. You might have studied in your 10th grade history class about how Japan who was once a victim of colonization, became a colonizer after their successful revolt.

We're constantly at war to give a damn about peace. We need war to maintain peace, how ironic is that! Every nation wants to be at the peak of the economic mountain. It's primal human nature to always strive to be at the top. Be it the food chain or any other crap. And in this process we can go to any fucking lengths. The truth is, we're a gluttonous breed of power hungry folks.

That's basically the crux of the whole situation. We're sorry Lennon, the world will never live peacefully as one because no one fucking wants to. Everyone wants to make their kingdom the best, even at the cost of sabotaging the lives of the rest. Everyone wants shit under their control. Freedom, justice, liberty, equality are mere words. Words used to insinuate and justify our revolution. Our rebellion and constant struggle for power. Maybe Adolf Hitler was right in saying that mankind has grown strong in eternal struggles and will only perish through eternal peace. Darwin's theory of evolution, survival of the fittest. And yes, democracy is just a subtle term for hegemony!

 As, George Orwell had phrased in his classic,'1984',

  

"War is peace.

Freedom is slavery.

Ignorance is strength."

This also reminds me of the hauntingly beautiful song, 'Mother' by Pink Floyd, which goes like-

"Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooh, aah, mother, should I build the wall?"

I'll leave you here with this, till then, Adios.