Monday, November 30, 2015

Imperial Torch: One Man's Trash

Imperial Torch: One Man's Trash
Good day and welcome to Imperial Torch. While the practice of genocide has grown unpopular, the establishment of global empires has traditionally depended on it. Before leading his army on a bloody campaign to expand the Roman empire's borders to the northern coast of Gaul, for instance, general Massacrus delivered the following instructions to his troops.

'Fighting men of the Imperial Thirteenth to the Seventeenth, you have been entrusted with a great responsibility. The gods have decided that there are too many barbarians in the world, especially on our frontiers. It is estimated that these woods may hold as many as three hundred thousand of them. While each of you has up to now managed to kill ten times your number on the battlefield, the time has come to extend your slaughter into barbarian homes.

'I know their children are cute, ambling through the meadows in their furry little hats. I'm a family man, myself. But when I line them up in columns of ten to be impaled like shish-kabob against my mighty lance, I take comfort in the knowledge that I'm sparing them the misery of growing up as orphans. If you really care about these youngsters, you'll follow my example. And don't fall for any meek, high voiced renditions of your favorite battle hymns either. Remember how that barbarian brat was caught defacing the emperor's statue? They'd probably do the same to your likeness.

'Now from among the barbarian women, you will be limited to capturing one slave per man - no more than what you can carry home on your shoulder. I know they fetch a high price at auctions, but corralling is strictly prohibited. The remaining ninety percent of these enemy breeders are to be concentrated into huts and burned en masse. Just think of them all as your mother-in-law...'

The modern view is to be appalled by the berserk, hands on mass destruction of our ancestors. Today, the same results may be tidily achieved from altitudes ranging between five thousand and twenty thousand feet.

  
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