The death of an NFL star who thought fighting for his country was more important than football makes me sad for reasons I have not yet seen in the press.
First, it's a reminder that society doesn't change its ancient, murderous habits. Old men still send young men to die in war.
It's a reminder, too, that young men - and now, women - are prone to fall in love with good causes. Love, of course, is blind.
I was struck by where and how the young man died. In Afghanistan, by ambush. Didn't we win that war?