Dolce et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,And towards our distant rest began to trudge.Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,But limped on, blood-shod. All
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Dulce et Decorum Est

It is the one hundredth anniversary of the end of the First World War, and the eightieth anniversary of Kristallnacht. And here we are again. Antisemitism is on the rise; the shooting in Pittsburgh is only the most graphic example.
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