In a young Russian artillery officer viewed the battlefield carnage occurring far below his cannon rsquo s hilltop placement ldquo It rsquo s a funny sort of pleasure rdquo Leo Tolstoy wrote ldquo to see people killing each other And yet every morning and every evening I would spend hours at a time watching rdquo Tolstoy rsquo s outlook soon changed After seeing firsthand the devastation and suffering in the city of Sevastopol he wrote ldquo You understand all at once and quite differently from what you have before the significance of those sounds of shots which you heard in [... more]