It Was All Absurd, Without Reason Or

How Could You Get Mad At Someone Who Neither Needed To Attack Nor Was At All Worried About Being Able To Defend? It Was Like Getting Mad At Switzerland.

I Knew Many Marines Had Done Brave Deeds That No One Saw And For Which They Got No Medals At All. I Was Having A Very Hard Time Carrying Those Medals And Didnt Have The Insight Or Maturity To Know What To Do With My Combination Of Guilt And Pride.

The Marine Corps Taught Me How To Kill, But It Didn't Teach Me How To Deal With Killing.

When I First Got Back From The War, I Said, 'i'm Gonna Write The Great American Novel About The Vietnam War.' So I Sat Down And Wrote 1,700 Pages Of Sheer Psychotherapy Drivel. It Was First Person, And There Would Be Pages About Wet Socks And Cold Feet.

It Won't Hurt You. It's Just To Kill Plants. It's Called Agent Orange...and It Won't Bother Humans.