dilluns, 9 de març de 2009

A whole life of nightmares




-Have you been getting nightmares lately?
-Nightmares? No, man.
-It's like I can't fucking sleep, man. Like last night, man. I kept hearing cries and shit like, man. I keep seeing these fucking bodies, man. These fucking women laid out, fucking dead. Their kids. It's not so much the guys, man. It's more like the women. And then I see pictures of, like my fucking mother laying next to them. I just wish I could fucking change a lot of shit, man.
-What are you talking about?
-I feel like a lot of those fucking people I killed personally. You know what I mean? And I'm fucking gonna live with this guilt for the rest of my life, man. And nobody fucking understands it either, man. I feel like I'm personally responsible for all those motherfuckers that died underneath me. Every Marine that died under, underneath me, I feel like I'm personally responsible. Like I could have fucking changed it, you know what I mean? Fucking hate the motherfuckers, the officers that send us in."

Battle for Haditha, by Nick Broomfield.
(Haditha Killings: Wikipedia and BBC. )

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