War is big business, so why should the world’s managers end wars and cut their profits? …

… and as many of you have probably already read on the internet, Bob Dylan said it best…..

So who’s REALLY to blame for the war(s)?

Which war? Any war?

“The war is no one person faults, and no one is to blame” is one view i’ve heard.

But blaming one side or the other, and one leader of another, would be fairly normal and predictable response from many.

But sometimes it’s easy to point fingers, and when it points at wars, what you see & hear is not necessarily what is; but we’ll never know how accurate those fingers were.

Common perceptions include that WW2 was Hitler’s fault, that Lyndon Johnson was responsible for upgrading the Vietnam conflict into a major war, and that Putin is to blame for the Ukrainian war.

Those are the general perceptions, but how accurate are they really? Who’s really the power behind the thrones?

Is it those who are making billions every time any country plans and actualizes a war.

I lived through the genocide labelled the Vietnam War, and here we are still.

 War is big business, which is why the more things change, the more they stay the same. So would the real Masters Of War please stand up! LOL

But Bob Dylan said it best;

“Come, you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothing
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn?
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I will follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand over your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead.” – Bob Dylan

Masters of War 

Lyrics by Bob Dylan provided via YouTube Capture

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