How do you win a war by bombing a kindergarten?
It is not a step-by-step guide but really a question. I am just being curious
Reproducing what i wrote in my journal verbatim:

The title is not an answer or step-by-step guide but a genuine question.
Out of my wits end.
You try to stay away from the news and mainstream media or even X. But somehow a terrible fact or information or news makes its way to you. And when it does it might not leave any impact straight away but it leaves a residual bitter taste. This bitterness is revealed in the dark recesses of your mind & brought forth when you try to sleep post-midnight.
(Chris Martin and A.R. Rahman are lucky, they have ample time during the day to sleep and make music during (the) night) JEALOUS OF YOU!

At any given point of time, five-six major wars are being celebrated usually by Capitalists around the world.
After all, it's business as usual.
Defence Industry brings it down.
Infrastructure Industry builds it up.
Cycle Repeats. Economies Grow.
(We're building it up to break it back down - Linkin Park, Burn it Down)
But when a war is going on for a couple of years and many people have become rich (and powerful) already, then what?
There is no end in sight, then what?
At that time a (poor) teen comes up with a brilliant idea:
Let's bomb a kindergarten, maybe we'll win the war this way!
But help me understand the psychology or economics or strategy of the decision, please.
How can bombing a kindergarten help you win a war? I am (really) curious.

I think I am not abnormal (or sentimental or emotional) that this news is not letting me sleep and is prompting me to write about it.
After absorbing this news if you can still sleep (because business as usual) then you are abnormal?
Just imagine, 70s someones/something are bombing 7s someones/something!
And you are sleeping peacefully with not a care spent/given.
Isn't something wrong with this (unwhole) society?
Should I let it remain like this because it's business as usual?
OR
Should I write and share?
I had already answered!
(Thank God, it's Saturday tomorrow)