Watching our president seek his war so desperately, I am reminded of my service under the command of General "Blood and Guts" Patton -- or, as we said, "his guts and our blood." Wars are made by the old and fought by the young. . . When our airborne division sailed from Boston, the average age of enlisted men was 19. Officers averaged 21. Presidents who make war should not be granted that power until they have spent a week in the Living Museum of War.They should see what they will never be able to forget: a young soldier shoving his intestines back in place, another holding his decapitated head in his lap, a dead lieutenant sitting behind the wheel of a jeep tossed to the top of a telephone pole by a land mine. The museum is filled with the stink of dying, the cacophony of odors rising from the bloated or rotting bodies of friend and enemy who will be forever young. . .