China's one-child resolution has bred A generation of soldiers who prize Themselves as their mother's do. They whine and want to quit. The Generals are vexed. In my case My mother signed so I could enlist At seventeen. She still had my brother Who was twelve and another newly Born. It wasn't just that though; I was overly independent, Prone to fight and with A chip on each shoulder - Just the sort to be shipped Off to whatever wars We wanted to pursue. As to my Worth my mother said years later She wished she'd stopped Having children after me. She would have been able To cast me into the priest Of her mind's eye. --- This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software. http://www.avast.com