Quote by Bertrand Russell

This idea of weapons of mass exterminations utterly horrible and is something which no one with one spark of humanity can tolerate. I will not pretend to obey a government which is organizing a mass massacre of mankind.


This idea of weapons of mass exterminations utterly horrible

Summary

This quote condemns the concept of weapons that can cause mass destruction and extermination, deeming it horrifying and unacceptable. The speaker asserts that any person who possesses even a shred of humanity cannot bear the idea of such weaponry. They refuse to feign obedience to a government that orchestrates a catastrophic slaughter of humanity, suggesting the importance of personal moral convictions and standing against acts that threaten the well-being and existence of others.

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Peace
By Bertrand Russell
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