Somewhere in time, the justness of the cause becomes lost in the morass of politics and conflicted interests. And far too often, the collective consciousness of a nation becomes corrupted with its own secret desires and ulterior motives. I doubt it. Personally, I believe all wars have their genesis in naked ambition, from pride that springs from the breast of a man or men so taken with themselves that they are willing to risk all they are, all they have, all they ever will be, kith and kin and the lives of all who will follow them in order to grasp that elusive ring of power. And too often, those who become provoked to war emerge with tattered flag and tattered honor.
Power is a circular thing.
One may risk his life to get it, may in fact get it, but must surrender it with his life. Power cannot go to the grave with those who obtain it. War is the ultimate power game. It is the game where the plastic soldiers and tanks take on flesh and steel and their movements are as fluid as their blood. But once the ride is over, you have to get off.