"The first World War, it came and it went, the reason
for fighting I never did get, thus sayeth Robert Zimmerman.

I have many Dylanisms in my brain, but none that
appear more to the mark (not having been there of course). They surely picked the right war for their rock.

One point that should be made, though.

It's the guy next to the runner who takes the heat
for the turntail. What about him? Anything planned?

Didn't think so!

When military discipline crumbles in a squad, platoon,
whatever, the danger to the remnants greatly increases.

So, if its alright with the guy next to the runner, who am I to differ.