Le marchand de la mort est mort.
(The merchant of death is dead.)
This premature obituary went on to say...
"Dr. Alfred Nobel, who became rich by finding ways to kill more people faster than ever before, died yesterday."
The problem was, Alfred Noble, the renown Swedish dynamite inventor, capitalist, mercenary and industrialist, was not yet dead and totally appalled by this premature scathing obituary (wouldn't you be?).
Therefore, on November 27th 1895 he established the Nobel Peace Prize; thus guaranteeing people would say really nice things about him once he became really dead (2 years later).
... and here we are,
115 years later...
115 years later...
written by Two-Time Congressional Medal of Honor Recipient
Major General Smedley D. Butler - USMC Retired
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The Irony of the Nobel Peace Prize was never lost on me. My father, a career officer in the Air Force, made sure of that. Each time the prize was awarded I could count on my father getting fired up and ripping off one of his scathing attacks on Nobel, hypocrisy, and the whole racket that is war. (his last years in the Air Force, he was head budget officer for PacAf - he purchased all the tools of war)
ReplyDeleteThe Nobel prize means nothing to me. It should mean nothing to anyone. But there it is. Something hangs around long enough and it eventuially becomes respectable.