The incident plaguing him on this very night, did not have any relation to the jungles, the killing fields, the faces of villagers and the Vietcong, nor the hours of trekking through the mud, to destinations never revealed over the radios.

First they turn us into killers in order to fight their immoral and illegal wars but would rather not know the specifics of what it is that they trained and conditioned us to do. Should we stray from the mythology of nobility and honor, however, and allow them access into our world, and insight into the true nature of war, they are repulsed and outraged and think us crazy and a threat to "normal" people.

It was my view then, and still is, that you don't make war without knowing why. Knowledge of course, is always imperfect, but it seemed to me that when a nation goes to war it must have reasonable confidence in the justice and imperative of its cause. You can't fix your mistakes. Once people are dead, you can't make them undead.

This looks like a real war zone to me. Thirty years ago, I was in Vietnam, and I haven't seen such devastation since then,

Vietnam was as much a laboratory experiment as a war

The Vietnam War was happening, but Lubbock was... They put a pinch on it.