Why our obsession for the dead heroes? I mean, after all, they lost it out there, with all their passions and good intentions and whatever’s. They lived with the same passions, same will to sacrifice. They weren’t heroes then, well maybe not of such suture. After death, they become the giant air balloons, lofty and visible from far. Why don’t we find the living, contributing, heroes more appealing?
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