War...

“We are the lost Generation”

-Paul

I am writing this, having finished All Quiet on The Western Front, which is now one of my favorite books ever, to because I enjoyed it, but because it is a good book. I found that it’s final chapter was the most moving that I have ever read, even more than 1984’s Paul’s death isn’t just depressing, it is sort of satisfying that he died, since he had lost all of his comrades, who were all he had. I have some sympathy for his family, but he wouldn’t have been happy if he had survived the war, which he died a few days before the end of.  The strongest theme the entire book is by far comradeship, others are prominent, but Paul has such a strong bond with his comrades, that it immediately stands out. At the beginning of the war, Paul and his classmantes are naive children, who have yet to grow up, and have just finished school. But as soon as they enter the war, the older generations and the war rob that childhood from them. By the time the story picks up, Paul has been fighting for over a year, and is happy, because he has his friends, but as soon as he goes on leave, that changes, he no longer fits in where he used to, his homme is now the front. His friends and the front are all he has, and as they die and are killed off, and as the war takes a turn for the worst, Paul becomes less happy. In the last chapter, Kat dies, and Pal has nothing left. His death made his suffering after the war not happen. That is why I am glad he died.