Poor Kosovo. This place of exquisite beauty, of red poppy fields and lush green forests, of medieval fortresses atop majestic mountains, seems doomed to be saddled with the epithet "war-torn Kosovo." It has been turned into a battlefield, a place where distinctions between civil and military life have been erased, first by Serb troops and then by NATO bombs. Kosovo last week was a place of constant machine-gun fire, of thundering NATO jets and of an awareness that each step could be your last.
If there was any doubt that Slobodan Milosevic was at the heart of this transformation of...
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