Are you preparing for another war, Plutarch?" I ask." Oh, not now. Now we're in a sweet period where everyone agrees that our recent horrors should never be repeated, " he says. "But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction. Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss. Suzanne Collins
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Plutarch is speaking of the current state of international relations where people are feeling very safe about war because of the recent proliferation of peace. He says that this peace will be short-lived as people are very fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction. The author, Katniss, is saying that this time may be different because there is an agreement that has been reached about how to keep war from happening again. Katniss realizes that the only way to keep war from happening again is to stay on guard and be prepared for it.

Source: Mockingjay

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