All of us write wish fulfillment.

A calm environment is for after I finish work.

I just felt from personal observation that there is nothing more dislocated or alienated than a lifelong military person trying to cope in civilian life. It's like two completely separate planets.

I don't care about the little guy. I just hate the big guy. I hate big smug people who think they can get away with things.

No, I'm a man with a rule. People leave me alone, I leave them alone. If they don't, I don't.

I was in the machine. My whole life. Then the machine coughed and spat me out. So I thought, OK, if I'm out, I'm out. All the way out. I was a little angry and it was probably an immature reaction. But I got used to it.

My mother still calls me Jim and that is about it. Everyone else calls me Lee. My wife calls me whatever.