Last evening a quintet from Leipzig was playing Beethoven. The music was overwhelmingly beautiful. The lead violinist captivated my attention. Blond, blue-eyed, surely a most likeable person. Somehow like a school-boy, innocent, harmless. He played with such enthusiasm and intensity.
All at once I imagined him wearing a W.W.II Nazi helmet and being on a battlefield and I having him in the sights of my M1 at 100 yards. Could I ever have pulled the trigger?