I Think Objectivity Is Like This Strange

I Think Human Society For Tens Of Thousands Of Years Has Sent Young Men Out In Small Groups To Do Things That Are Necessary But Very Dangerous. And They've Always Gotten Killed Doing It. And They've Always Turned It Into A Matter Of Honor And A Way Of Gaining Acceptance Back Into Society If They Survived.

How Do Men Act On A Sinking Ship? Do They Hold Each Other? Do They Pass Around The Whisky? Do They Cry?

I Think, Unfortunately, We Live In A World Where People Attack Other People And I Think A Legitimate Rationale For War Is The Saving Of Human Life, The Saving Of Lives Of People Who Cannot Defend Themselves.

The Negative Effects Of Combat Were Nightmares, And I'd Get Jumpy Around Certain Noises And Stuff, But You'd Have That After A Car Accident Or A Bad Divorce. Life's Filled With Trauma. You Don't Need To Go To War To Find It It's Going To Find You. We All Deal With It, And The Effects Go Away After Awhile. At Least They Did For Me.

During The Air War Of 1944, A Four-man Combat Crew On A B-17 Bomber Took A Vow To Never Abandon One Another No Matter How Desperate The Situation. The Aircraft Was Hit By Flak During A Mission And Went Into A Terminal Dive, And The Pilot Ordered Everyone To Bail Out. The Top Turret Gunner Obeyed The Order, But The Ball Turret Gunner Discovered That A Piece Of Flak Had Jammed His Turret And He Could Not Get Out. The Other Three Men In His Pact Could Have Bailed Out With The Parachutes, But They Stayed With Him Until The Plan Hit The Ground And Exploded. They All Died.