Why Do You Want People To Die?

“Why Do You Want People to Die?” A Message to the Leaders of Chaos

Written by a man who’s tired of watching good people suffer while cowards in power play God.

To Trump, to Netanyahu, to the "Plus 1" mystery seat warmers standing behind them, and to every single leader of every nation currently trading lives for pride

Why do you want people to die?

Don’t dance around it. Don’t hide behind diplomacy or doctrine. You know what you’re doing.

You sign orders, approve strikes, tighten sanctions, arm factions, and ignite chaos. Then you turn around and pretend to care when the numbers roll in.

Let me remind you of those numbers:

World War I: 20 million dead.

World War II: 70 to 85 million dead 3% of the world’s population at the time.

Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Two cities vaporized in seconds over 200,000 civilians, gone.

Vietnam: nearly 3 million dead.

Iraq and Afghanistan? Another million between them many civilians, many children.

And that doesn’t even scratch the surface of the proxy wars, civil wars, coups, and state-sanctioned murders you back with a pen and a podium.

And here we are.

2025 and you're still flirting with the idea of global war like it’s a goddamn reality show twist.

Tell me what’s the endgame?

Do you honestly believe there will be a “winner” in the next world war?

You’re pushing buttons in a world full of nuclear weapons, drone swarms, AI-operated kill lists, and bio-labs.

If it goes off this time, there won’t be anyone left to write the history books.

You sit in glass towers with bulletproof cars and think that makes you safe.

It doesn’t.

When it all comes down, death doesn’t check your title or your bank account.

Your children, your grandkids, they’ll choke on the same fallout the rest of us do.

And for what?

Because someone believes differently than you do?

Let me break it down real simple:

You want to go to war because someone else prays facing the wrong direction?

You want to kill thousands because their version of history offends yours?

You’re ready to trade sons and daughters, husbands and wives, for oil, for politics, for religious pride?

Look at your families.

Look them in the eyes and tell them, “We’re going to start a war. Not because we have to. Because I want to prove I’m right.”

Then tell them that the people on the other side want them dead too.

Because that’s what war is.

A mutual agreement to slaughter each other’s children until someone runs out of bodies.

And while you burn money on bombs millions of people starve.

Children go without clean water. Veterans sleep on sidewalks. The Earth is dying and you’re too busy playing emperor to notice.

You’ve got the power to change this.

You could turn the tide.

You could say: Enough.

But that requires guts. And from where I’m standing, most of you haven’t had a pair since your campaign donations started rolling in.

So here’s my challenge:

Be bold. Be human. Sit the fuck down at a table and talk.

Don’t do it for your legacy. Don’t do it for your base.

Do it because we deserve to live.

We want to fall in love.

We want to raise our kids.

We want to dance in the kitchen and laugh on porches and feel the sun on our skin without worrying if it’s the last time.

You owe us that much.

Because if you keep pushing, there won’t be a future left to lead.

There’ll just be ashes.

And no one gets re-elected in a graveyard.

So I’ll ask again:

Why do you want people to die?

And more importantly

What the hell are you going to do to stop it?

There. Now let’s see if one of these damn cowards has the balls to answer.