During the boisterous years of my youth, nothing used to damp my wild
spirits so much as to think that I was born at a time when the world had
manifestly decided not to erect any more temples of fame except in honour of
business people and government officials.
The tempest of historical achievements seemed to have permanently
subsided, so much so, that the future appeared to be irrevocably delivered over
to what was called peaceful competition between the nations. This simply
meant a system of mutual exploitation by fraudulent means, the principle of
resorting to the use of force in self-defence being formally excluded.
Individual countries increasingly assumed the appearance of commercial
undertakings, grabbing territory, clients and concessions from each other under
any and every kind of pretext, and it was all carried out to the accompaniment
of loud but innocuous shouting.
Why could I not have been born a hundred years ago, I used to ask
myself, somewhere about the time of the Wars of Liberation, when a man was
still of some value even though he had no ‘business?’ Thus I used to think it an
ill-deserved stroke of bad luck that I had arrived too late on this terrestrial
globe and I felt chagrined at the idea that my life would have to run its course
along peaceful and orderly lines.
>During the boisterous years of my youth, nothing used to damp my wild
spirits so much as to think that I was born at a time when the world had
manifestly decided not to erect any more temples of fame except in honour of
business people and government officials.
>The tempest of historical achievements seemed to have permanently
subsided, so much so, that the future appeared to be irrevocably delivered over
to what was called peaceful competition between the nations. This simply
meant a system of mutual exploitation by fraudulent means, the principle of
resorting to the use of force in self-defence being formally excluded.
>Individual countries increasingly assumed the appearance of commercial
undertakings, grabbing territory, clients and concessions from each other under
any and every kind of pretext, and it was all carried out to the accompaniment
of loud but innocuous shouting.
>Why could I not have been born a hundred years ago, I used to ask
myself, somewhere about the time of the Wars of Liberation, when a man was
still of some value even though he had no ‘business?’ Thus I used to think it an
ill-deserved stroke of bad luck that I had arrived too late on this terrestrial
globe and I felt chagrined at the idea that my life would have to run its course
along peaceful and orderly lines.
![One of my favorite excerpts from Mein Kampf, like many today, Hitler in his youth had an isekai dream where his life could have meaning. [540x640 - 82KB]](https://pic8.co/sh/Q8msmb.jpg){kind=link}
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