For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' 'Chuck him out, the brute!' But it's 'Saviour of 'is country' when the guns begin to shoot.

We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all yo…

So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan; You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man.

They've taken of his buttons off an' cut his stripes away, An' they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'.

In case you haven't noticed, we:dehumanize our own soldiers, not because of their religion or race, but because of their low social class. Send 'em anywhere. M…

There can be no country or dignity without unity of the people, and there can be no unity without agreement, and there can be no agreement without conciliation…

In any war, there are people who disappear.