This is a letter written in 2003 from one friend to another on the verge of the invasion into Iraq. It is from the site Poets Against the War. The letter isn't easy to read because its written rather informally but the writer asks the questions that I ponder often. An unfathomable amount of money is invested in war and its industries and I've argued that very very little is invested in the study and production of Peace. Peace is allusive in definition and actuality because so little has been invested in studying what it is. So, thus, we are given, still, in the 21st century phrases about tree huggers or hippies and the like, as if Peace is not something that all human beings could benefit from and know and want. Maybe, there is no room for such a thing until someone, somewhere can figure how to make a profit from it and market it similiar to XBoxes.