If we do not redefine manhood, war is inevitable.

Irony is the attendant of hope and the fuel of hope is innocence.

The middles cleave to euphemisms not just because they're an aid in avoiding facts. They like them also because they assist their social yearnings towards pomposity. This is possible because most euphemisms permit the speaker to multiply syllables, and the middle class confuses sheer numerousness with weight and value.

Understanding the past requires pretending that you don't know the present.

To get home you had to end the war. To end the war was the reason you fought it. The only reason.

Chickenshit can be recognized instantly because it never has anything to do with winning the war.

Chickenshit refers to behavior that makes military life worse than it need be: petty harassment of the weak by the strong; open scrimmage for power and authority and prestige; sadism thinly disguised as necessary discipline; a constant 'paying off of old scores'; and insistence on the letter rather than the spirit of ordinances.