If what you were willing to die for, was the lodestone, then Soviet Communism would probably be the winner. Twenty million people died for that in WW2 alone.

Its surely more a question of what we live for and the way we live. the way our country has shaped us.

Looking back on the deprivation and starvation that my fanily went through in the 1920's and before the First world war, I'm not sure why my family thought the place was worth fighting for. But the country must have imparted something to them that made them willing to fight, and more importantly - willing to struggle with life and try to achieve something.