Instead of thinking about the sex, I'd always think about the clap and the crabs those people have.

So I do have this ambivalence. Obviously I'm against militaries, because of what militaries do. In many ways though, the air force was unmilitary-like. They dropped bombs on people, but...they had a golf course.

I simply decided that dope wasn't worth the ritual.

Professional soldiers are people who die for a living.

People who own everything know how to relax a little and bend and exhale once in a while, but they're not going to let it get out of control.

I am not a difficult man by any stretch, and I'm saying that with a full and honest inventory going on. I'm not. And I'm not angry on stage. There is a heightening. There is an intensification of the feelings on stage in order to let them carry the room. There is a theatricality about it. The whole thing is oratory, so there's persuasion involved. There's the art of rhetoric involved. And so, with hyperbole and with the desire to really punch the thing home, some of it reads a little more angry.

It was just a compulsion. In fact, I soon realized that the only thing I really enjoyed was the actual snorting.