For people who grew up watching war, it's time to live out the fantasy.
Was it Pat Cadigan's Synners that had the passage that described hundreds of television channels as one form of pornography or another? Some channels had disaster porn, with hurricanes, train wrecks, and car crashes. Others had food porn, with recipes, slow, lingering shots of bundt cake, and the ubiquitous miracle knife.
I once saw a TV documentary that asked, "Why are American children so fascinated with guns?" Of course, they had slow, lingering shots of smooth, glossy black revolvers on softly-lit silk display stands. Ooh, sexy. Aah, forbidden. Why indeed?
To describe war -- and participating in war -- as a "fantasy" alternately frightens and angers me.