To wit, to crush with the wieght of shame and remorse the common, foot slogging soldier of the Western World, lord of its ancient battles, deserted by all his generals to a man, but a powerful force all the same. Like a kind of anti-Joan of Arc, charged by King Dio with a thousandfold mission. “ The journalist’s pen gave him many a size and shape, but one thing never changed: his contempt for tradition, his scorn for Western Man per se, and above all the patriotic Frenchman.
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