re: #278 Cannadian Club Akbar

Kill the opponent and break stuff.

“Crush your enemies, drive them before you, and hear the lamentations of their women.”

TBH, I much prefer the novels to Arnie’s version:

“What do I know of cultured ways, the gilt, the craft and the lie?
I, who was born in a naked land and bred in the open sky.
The subtle tongue, the sophist guile, they fail when the broadswords sing;
Rush in and die, dogs—I was a man before I was a king.”