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330 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 1, 2000







Real ideas must as a rule be simplified to the level of a child’s understanding if they are to arouse the masses to historic actions. A childish illusion, fixed in the minds of all children born in a certain decade and hammered home for four years, can easily reappear as a deadly serious political ideology twenty years later.
Comradeship is part of war. Like alcohol, it is one of the great comforters and helpers for people who have to live under unbearable, inhuman conditions. It makes the intolerable tolerable. It helps us cope with filth, calamity and death. It anaesthetises us. It comforts us for the loss of all the amenities of civilisation.
A man bedded in comradeship is relieved of all personal worries, and of the rigours of the struggle for life. He has his bed in the barracks, his meals and his uniform. His daily life is prescribed from morning to night. He need not concern himself with anything. He lives, not under the severe rule of ‘each for himself’, but in the generous softness of ‘one for all and all for one’.