As long as you don't have to be on the battlefield yourself, filthy, hungry, bleeding, terrified out of your wits? You don't know what war is. You just like to talk, and don't care what you say. Wish every one of you that wishes for doom could be forced right into the middle of it, so you know exactly what "doom" means, when your own neck is on the line. That would be a good thing. Certainly would cure you of loose talk.