"One of the sergeants near here came back from a recent leave with one of the most glorious shiners that ever darkened the human eye.
'Run into a door?' I asked him.
'Gave a guy the wrong answer,' he replied simply. 'or, rather, the answer he didn't want.'
I looked at his face, his teeth were all there and his jaw was still in one piece. I looked at his hands' the knuckles showed the marks of service.
'I was at a party,' he went on, 'when this fellow who lives next door to my folks wants to know 'how's the morale in the Army?' 'Excellent' I tell him; 'excellent'. He looks me up and down sort of pitying-like and wants to know don't I read the magazine stories about how poor it is. Well, I tell him, ' I spend all my time with the boys and I believe more what I see than what I read.'
'He goes on from there making cracks at the Army and the country and the suckers we are for giving our time for what's not worth fighting for in the first place. I listen politely for awhile, because even though I'm not in uniform I don't want to look rowdy. I stand as much as I can and then I ask him to his feet. It isn't long before his three brothers join the fight. It was one of the brothers put his finger ring in my eye.'
'Brother,' I told him, 'that ain't a black eye. That's a badge.'
'I lost the fight,' he said.
'You won the argument, though,' I told him.
I'd like to use the sergeant's name, but he made me promise not to.
'I told the Old Man,' he said, 'that I got the shiner playing baseball.' "
From Chapter 26, "See Here, Private Hargrove", by Marion Hargrove, Copyright, 1942.
My point is, I guess, that the Progressives of the world seem to put forth the view that mankind is somehow getting better and has risen above the fray and that all we need to do is join hands and drink a Coca Cola, sing a little song, or have a rock concert, and everything will be just fine and we'll all just get along.
Re-reading this old book that I had read as a lad indicated to me that things don't really change at all. The clock moves ahead and we ride in cars rather than horses now. We have flush toilets instead of holes in the ground. But, really, mankind is no different than we have ever been. There are good and bad, slow and smart, healthy and sick, rich and poor, but most of all, some who just can't seem to see the forest for the trees, and never will.
I am always struck, as a Christian, with the simple forthrightness of the Book of Jeremiah, the 17th chapter, verses 5-8 as it pertains to the ascendancy of Man.
Then Private Hargrove summed it up pretty well as I reflect on the mindset that seems to be prevalent today in the West as it regards the "brotherhood of man".