
Carnage, again
Hemingway was an ambulance driver in World War I, and World War I was not a good time. It's hard for most of us to imagine, as we live our relatively comfortable lives, wanting to drive a top heavy gas guzzler through the shell ravaged mud slopes of Europe while explosions rip in the distance and the sound of machine gun fire becomes as familiar as morning sparrows. It's hard to imagine, after hauling the bleeding and dismembered bodies of your countrymen towards a place that