Sapiens loves his wars. Killin' and bombin', any excuse will do. The civilians are not collateral damage, they're the target of these neocon driven massacres.
As the great intuitive Friedrich Nietzche wrote, the good war hallows any cause. Nietzche did not glorify in war, he said these things in sarcasm with euphoria because he had penetrated to the heart of what humans do, not what they say they do. He was happy to finally figure it out, the way all Neanderthals are. The most important thing to a Neanderthal is to understand. Herein lies the key to all survival, the Neanderthal believes. You have to recognize what the problem really is to solve it. Just going to war every time you have a problem is what insects, monkeys and Sapiens do. True humans pick the right solution, not the same approach over and over again. If the only tool hanging on the wall of your garage was a hammer, you'd have no choice but to insist every home repair problem could be solved by pounding something with it. Of course, a real human would have all the tools they needed to solve problems and would pick the one that fits the situation. That's why I can't help but wonder if Homo Sapiens is a real human, or a crazy chromosome blender with rhesus monkey genes and a handful of bat guano set to puree. He seems to be a horse put together by a committee. Where you would expect the brains and judgement to go there's just this vaccuum filled with spectator sports, porn and beer. It doesn't seem natural any animal could turn out this way if it was the result of a process of trial and error in a harsh climate over a million years the way the Neanderthals were. When exactly did the refinement take place? Sapiens never had his weird factory corners shaved off and appears to have come out of a badly shaped, defective mold on the assembly line.
The empty space where the brains go on Homo Sapiens points to the existence of a class of people who are tailored to tell this critter what to do, since his volition and internal guidance are missing. This is where my notion of the origin of the Melonheads came from. If one creature looks tailor made to be a slave ... where is the matching master of this drone?