Where the hell is this spirit of hatred?
You go down the line, mile after mile, and most little groups of men facing one another are just the same.

Here and there, there's some bitter feeling, through some fighting that's seemed unfair, but that's nothing.

The fact remains that those millions of men don't hate one another, that they've got nothing to hate one another about, and they're being driven to slaughter one another like savage beasts.

For what?
Mr.Stenson might supply an answer.

Your great editors might.