The language at the end of WWII....

  Wasn't at first language.

  It was reaching factory workers still working.  And breadlines rebooted a thousand times, hiding through each blackness that passed over, rumbled through, shadowed and shattered.  It was scrounging and trading and barfing and oozing 

  pusses and bones held together only by clothing

  Presidents admitting--this one is over, we're all done for if not.

  Language did come but it was names and dates and places on forms.  Only eventually was it winding way through courts and then it was actually more like English in French courts cut with Latin and Greek concepts.  And opinions.

  Considerations as consequences were still happening.  And would keep happening for a long time.

  That is what American judges are always weighing--the history of us, socioeconomicpoliticalreligious people--and where we are now.

  Wars complicate.  A clean slate, starting over, new beginnings infinitely complicated by warring.  It's not like a punctuation mark ends it promptly.  Or one human judge's opinion trumps all the thousands of utterances in a "case".  Even when human judges are whole persons with issues, emotions, stances, etc. there is trial and there are the others.  Before there is verdict (which is and isn't like a vote) there is a huge amount of thinking about, learning about, deciding about.

  All through the decades of a war the evidences and crimes mount.  But people have codes of conduct, and their own reasons to talk/not talk about what, in theory, is in the past.  To pay attention/not pay attention.  To understand.

  War as part of culture is even more complicated.  But in a global socioeconomicpoliticalreligious worldscape of humans, it seems, war and culture may not be separable.

  Is the war on trial?  Is what a lot of peaceseekers were asking even as we were still fighting in the Pacific and Korea and in crises involving developed weapons and advanced concepts of warring and in Vietnam and then in Afghanistan and Iraq and Syria.  Different nations have differing opinions and considerations.

  UN flags of nations, all differ, but it is often only the UN flag that flies in a zone and this to counterweight black flag and other in-league entities made up of not just nation.

  At fall lines in sloping hills of and muddy trenches, the walls and other boundaries of the tilt towards war, more war, continuing war it is  humans of the world deciding what to do with each day, each strategy, each action.