Good stuff over at A Purpose More Obscure:
"When you come, as you soon must,
to the streets of our city,
Mad-eyed from stating the obvious,
Not proclaiming our fall but begging us
In God's name to have self-pity,
Spare us all word of the weapons, their
force and range,
The long numbers that rocket the mind;
Our slow, unreckoning hearts will be left
Unable to fear what is too strange...."
That's how I felt after reading that letter in the Courier 'Mad-eyed from stating the obvious... begging us in God's name to have self-pity'.