“Oh, no!” screamed the idealists.
But the men who engineered the peace were forced to postulate, regretfully, the presence of a need for violence in a large percentage of mankind.
Men aren’t angels. They aren’t fiends, either. They are just very human beings, with a high degree of combativeness.
With the scientific knowledge and the power they had at that moment, the practical men could have gone a long way toward breeding this trait out of the race. Many thought this was the answer.
The practical men didn’t. They recognized the validity of competition, love of battle, strength in the face of overwhelming odds.
These, they felt, were admirable traits for a race, and insurance toward its perpetuity. Without them, the race would be bound to retrogress.
The tendency toward violence, they found, was inextricably linked with ingenuity, flexibility, drive.
The problem, then: To arrange a peace that would last after they were gone. To stop the race from destroying itself, without removing the responsible traits.
The way to do this, they decided, was to rechannel Man’s violence.
Provide him with an outlet, an expression.