Peace is like having an elusive mistress. You pay her bills. You allow her $1000 a day; total expense $365,000 a year + room and board. Notwithstanding, your generosity – every time you come over she is not at home.
Another good example; peace is like having a concubine, who lives two doors down. What would be the point?
“Perhaps, I say just perhaps – you should have married her. If you’d marry her you’d always know whar she is”. True, but then I would only have the one woman. “Waiter! Waiter- (the maitre’d comes to the table); morality check please”.
[question: now that you have cleaned-up the information super highway, is the world a better place? by whose hand is it not? the same hand that did the cleansing? fool]