War what is it good for?

I read about the war in Iraq with special interest now. The "Shock and Awe" portion of the war has begun and I gather that the Iraqis are properly "shocked" and "awed". Saddam is either dead or injured and apparently exerting no control over his battered war machine. I look on soberly, knowing that soon I will begin training to join the attacking army that has unleashed this shockingly effective wave of destruction. I am joining an organization that exists to bring destruction and death to its enemies. My anxiety is slightly mitigated by the fact that I my job will be to provide emergency medical care. I am going to be protecting life in the valley of death. It's comfortingly contrary.
Did I say I was anxious? I am worried but I am also proud and excited. I have gone from being appalling unproductive to being a soldier, (beware! cliched marketing speech follows!) an army of one. Even better, I won't be an army of destruction, but an army of life and hope.
Somebody please stop me next time I wax poetic.