Today is the day we have all yearned for: the guns have finally fallen silent.  In four long years of fighting, 17 million people have lost their lives, and for what?  What have we accomplished?  A whole generation of young men have been wiped out, men that could have gone on to do great things, men like my friend, Wilfred Owen.  What have we done?  I look back on how I was, how we were, in 1914.  What were we cheering for?

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I do know that the world will never be the same.  So much has changed.  The upper classes, those who we trusted to lead us, are no longer seen as infallible, as it is they who brought us into this mess.  How will women go back to having no say when they all stepped up and did such an admirable job in support of our nation?  Because of their successes in this war, colonies like Canada must be viewed for what they truly are: independant, sovereign nations with control over their own destinies.  The war has cost Germany dearly, and one wonders how that country will ever become the great power it once was.  The Americans have finally ended their policy of isolationism and become a  global political power, while Russia is mired in Civil War, as the Communists struggle to soldify their stranglehold on the country; the world watches with bated breath to see if the Communist Revolution will spread thoughout the world, as Marx predicted.  

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The world will never be the same.