Uniformed Services and State Security

The church must be reminded that it is not the master or the servant of the state, but rather the conscience of the state.

From that point, my universe went on crumbling; new cracks appeared all the time. I could see that the pleasant securities of childhood, all of those warm little human emotions, all of those trivial aims and purposes that we allow to rule our lives, were an illusion. We were like sheep munching grass, unaware that the butcher's lorry is already on its way. I got used to living with a deep, underlying feeling of uncertainty that no one around me seemed to share. It was rather like living on death row.

They worshiped the beast, saying, “Who is like the beast, and who can fight against it?”