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The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

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The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

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About Edward Abbey

Edward Paul Abbey (January 29, 1927 – March 14, 1989) was an American author and essayist noted for his advocacy of environmental issues, criticism of public land policies, and anarchist political views. His best-known works include the novel The Monkey Wrench Gang, which has been cited as an inspiration by radical environmental groups, and the non-fiction work Desert Solitaire.