"If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence
and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are..."
~ Sting - Fragile Nothing
Like the Sun (c) 1987.
"Benjamin Linder was no revolutionary
firebrand, spewing rhetoric and itching to carry a rifle through the jungles of
Central America. He was a slight, soft-spoken, thoughtful young man.
When, at 23, he left the comfort and security of the United States for Nicaragua, he wasn't exactly sure what he would find...But he
wanted to see Nicaragua first-hand, and so he headed off, armed with a new
degree in engineering, and the energy and ideals of youth. "...This wasn't
just another death in a war that has claimed thousands of Nicaraguans. This was
an American who was killed with weapons paid for with American tax dollars. The
bitter irony of Benjamin Linder's death is that he went to Nicaragua to build-up what his own country's dollars paid to
destroy -- and ended up a victim of the destruction...The loss of Benjamin
Linder is more than fodder in an angry political debate. It is the loss of
something that seems rare these days: a man with the courage to put his back behind
his beliefs. It would have been very easy for this bright, young man to follow
the path to a good job and a comfortable salary. Instead, he chose to follow
the lead of his conscience."
~ Dan Rather, CBS News
Kruckewitt, Joan. The
Death of Ben Linder. Seven Stories press, June 2001.
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