Uno Ramirez's Second Day of War

Today while talking to Ignacio the senselessness of war really hit me and I realized that we are all (the soldiers) just, in Ignacio’s words, going to become the new loyalists if we win, and the loyalists will become the new revolutionaries. After having the whole night to think about it I realized that all this death is useless and everyone is just stuck in a vicious cycle of wasted energy, lies, and death. And I couldn’t help on thinking about how those men that were buried today didn’t mean anything to anybody anymore and that they were dead just as soon as they were recruited. Maybe that’s why no one looked sad at the funeral; maybe they were all just dead to each other already.

The camp seems to have different opinions than I do. On one hand Juan truly believed that this war (the forty-third) would actually change something, and on the other hand Ignacio thought that the violence and war was useless and would never end. Even though there are some honest good people out there, I feel like these wars will be going on for ever and that people like me will be stuck between them for years to come. That though makes me loose hope of this country ever turning itself around and settling this war once and for all. Maybe we were just made to fight, kill, and die.

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