Bob Dylan and The Masters of War
I just discovered that there is a Bob Dylan song called "Masters of War". Forgive me for my cultural ignorance.
Unfortunately, the song is limited in its view point and actually proves the point of my previous post.
Dylan sings about the Masters of War as if they are only the rich leaders of the military industrial complex who send young men off to die so that they can increase their profits. But, what I am talking about is the desire of all people to become the Masters of War. This desire to chain War and make it do our bidding is a desire that all people have at one time or another.
But it is a fool's desire because War can never be mastered. It can only be survived.
Dylan's song proves my point in its final verse as it expresses the desire to turn War back on its alleged Masters:
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
This is a clear call for the moral clarity of War to work for the oppressed instead of the oppressor. But the clarity of War is a false one whether it wielded in the service of the rich or the poor.
War is no man's slave.