Then they would fight. spears flying, swords whonking, arrows raining from the windows and doors of the meadhall and the edge of the woods. horses reared and fell over screaming, ravens flew, crazy as bats in a fire, men staggered, gesturing wildly, making speeches, dying or sometimes pretending to be dying, sneaking off. sometimes the attackers would be driven back, sometimes they’d win and burn the meadhall down, sometimes they’d capture the king of the meadhall and make his people give weapons and gold rings and cows. it was confusing and frightening, not in a way i could untangle. i was safe in my tree, and the men who fought were nothing to me, except of course that they talked in something akin to my language, which meant that we were, incredibly, related. i was sickened, if only at the waste of it: all they killed—cows, horses, men—they left to rot or burn. which statement best describes grendel’s perspective? he enjoys watching the violent men kill one another. he admires the powerful weapons and strong men. he wishes to be part of the excitement somehow. he feels disgusted by the wasteful nature of war.

D. He feels disgusted by the wasteful nature of war.

It can determined that Grendel feels disgusted by the wasteful nature of war by how he says he was sickened by how so much was killed—“cows, horses, men”—and how he felt the killing was wasteful because all of the killed was “left to rot or burn.”  Thus, it is by the wasteful nature of war that he is disgusted.  

the answer is   c the cold war

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serve the people! ,” smoothly translated by julia lovell, offers an initial sample of yan lianke’s writing to an english-speaking audience. a bluntly drawn, mildly erotic fable, it teases mao zedong by poking fun at a true believer who obeys the chairman’s precepts too literally. to a western sensibility, the broad strokes of yan lianke’s humor would seem to pose little risk of inciting rebellion, whether of the flesh or of the body politic. but then, part of the book’s attraction is that it doesn’t have a western sensibility. it lets the reader see — or rather, intuit — what jokes chinese officials don’t consider funny, and how very little it takes for a writer to be branded an incendiary in 21st-century china, more than three decades after the death of mao, a decade after the death of deng xiaoping and seven years since china entered the world trade organization, a move that would seem to signal a willingness (however wary) to mingle with the rest of the world.