Having to stare into the face of a man who killed your friend a week ago is mentally taxing. The natural urge to take the butt of my rifle to his chin was nearly over-whelming, but what separates me from horrific people is that in those trying times, I still treated him like a human being.
What does breaking his jaw achieve? My friend is dead. No amount of torture would ever bring him back. All I would get in return is a piece my humanity ripped from my soul as I watched a defenseless man writhe in pain. Congrats, self. Do you feel vindicated?
War damn sure is horrific, but it doesn't have to be barbaric.
I'd hope to have that strength had I been in your position.
You don't have to be a Marxist to know that Donald Rumsfeld is an immoral man and a war criminal, who was directly implicated in the torture of innocent civilians of the United States and other allied nations. You ought to read OPAR and IOE a bit closer, next time. You also may want to read a newspaper that isn't owned by Rupert Murdock.