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Show Irony Sits at Deathbed WHrN Germany's warrior and master strategist, strat-egist, General Erich von Ludendorff, closed his eyes in"death, no editor or commentator felt moved to voice regret, to praise his character, to name a single virtue or to point to an act of wholesome service to mankind. At most, they ' penned recognition of his talent as a leader of forces of destruction. They noted his enthusiastic enthu-siastic devotion in his strivings to drive God out of the hearts of men. Only in Germany was it different. But at the deathbed of this apostle of mas murder, of this puny antagonist against religion, against Christianity, Irony sat as a deathwatch. lnpajrticulart hevisited his wrath andhatred upon Catholicism, yet Ludendorff s last days were spent in a Catholic hospital in Munich, his dying hours attended by nuns, to whom their patient was no smoldering foe of their religion, but simply an old man, dying. Thua death not only levels, but even in the last days or hours while it is fastening an icy grip on the failing flesh, all the folly, intolerance and petulant littleness of man returns to sit grinning on his bedstead. |