America is the world’s top war-master; the most sophisticated killer-culture in history.
You have thousands of friends and all of them will be part of your history but not with your destiny.
When the tyrant has disposed of foreign enemies by conquest or treaty and there is nothing to fear from them then he is always stirring up some wary or other in order that the people may require a leader.
When he told me that he would fight forever, I knew that he would have to be defeated.
It is then he realises that certain things loom larger than forgiveness and reconciliation: memory, for one, and history, bloody history.
The history of interactions among disparate peoples is what shaped the modern world through conquest, epidemics and genocide. Those collisions created reverberations that have still not died down after many centuries, and that are actively continuing in some of the world’s most troubled areas.
“What about your family, Abu Huwa? Are you an orphan?
If knowledge is lacking, your destruction is inevitable.
History isn’t like that. History unravels gently, like an old sweater. It has been patched and darned many times, reknitted to suit different people, shoved in a box under the sink of censorship to be cut up for the dusters of propaganda, yet it always – eventually – manages to spring back into its old familar shape. History has a habit of changing the people who think they are changing it. History always has a few tricks up its frayed sleeve. It’s been around a long time.
But it’s not really Chinese, is it?’
Logan was thoughtful for a moment. “I don’t know. I guess you’d say it’s really not if you look back thousands of years. But I don’t think that way. Lots of things start out not Chinese and end up that way.