I wonder whether Gloria Fausta’s proposition to sacrifice herself for another is but a warrior’s yearn for martyrdom, or a flight from an erroneous sense of guilt for her inability to right the wrongs of her ancestors. Either way, I am once more cursed to find myself having to weigh one life ‘gainst another.
How can one make such a judgement as this? How would I want the scales balanced if I were the one being judged? Which should weigh more, deeds done, or potential deeds to come? In the end I am… was, but a soldier, and can only make honest judgement under that perspective.
In these times of turmoil and conflict, I would rather have a soldier standing beside me, than a politician standing behind.