War in reality is not a romantic game. It is a highly organized business of making as many men as possible suffer or die, using in the process the most highly developed technological advances. The respectable murderers who plot these wars are simply human beings like ourselves who politely and sportingly supply arms to both sides. Yet they shudder with horror at the sight of one mangled corpse on the highway. Behind the problems of international war is the problem of interpersonal war—between man and man and especially between man and woman. It is through psychoanalytic recognition of our own destructive tendencies that a truce may be declared.