I remember reading a Science Fiction short story in which space explorers landed on the ideal planet where nature was in perfect harmony and the plants and animals co-existed without competition. The planet presented a park-like environment and the only animals were herds of cow-like herbivores. Periodically one of these animals, in the bloom of health, would wander up to the space ship stop its own heart and offer itself up for food. After their initial suspicions were allayed, the space travelers found these bovine steaks were the best they had ever eaten. However, after several months, the first crew member disappeared. The others, as they searched for him, found a large cocoon-like object and out of it emerged a replica of the cow-like creature. The planet’s inhabitants won by losing.
Perhaps this is how Pacifism is supposed to work. A Pacifist may say in answer to my last article “sure our gates are open wide; you can conqueror us, take over our country, and even kill many of us, but just like the bovine aliens, we will take you over from within.” (continue reading…)