Can We Afford the Cost of War?

“Daddy will be home SOON! YAAAY!” My mother invented this cheer to ward off the persistent question my brother and I lobbed at her. I was eight and my brother was three but we both wanted to know the same thing:  When is Daddy coming home?  Her answer, “soon,” was neither lie nor truth, a tightropeContinue reading “Can We Afford the Cost of War?”