Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Thursday, June 26
- Friday, June 27
- Saturday, June 28
- Sunday, June 29
- Monday, June 30
- Tuesday, July 1
- Tuesday, July 8
- Wednesday, July 9
- Saturday, July 12
- Sunday, July 13
- Monday, July 14
- Sunday, July 20
- Monday, July 21
- Friday, July 25
- Saturday, July 26
- Monday, July 28
- Tuesday, July 29
- Friday, August 1
- Saturday, August 2
- Sunday, August 3
- Monday, August 4
- Tuesday, August 5
- Wednesday, August 6
- Thursday, August 7
- Friday, August 8
- Saturday, August 9
- Sunday, August 10
- Wednesday, August 13
- Thursday, August 14
- Saturday, August 16
- Sunday, August 17
- Monday, August 18
- Thursday, August 21
- Saturday, August 23
- March 1970
- May 1970
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Copyright
The whole scene over here is a total bust. No one does shit anymore. All we do is get high and listen to music and try not to die. It’s a good thing they got a lot of drugs. Not just the army issued pep pills and codeine but we sure dig that shit. They got killer weed over here like you wouldn’t believe. The stuff’s called Thai stick and it’s mind blowing. You can’t take more than two or three tokes without falling flat on your face. It’s got to be ten times more potent than the weed you and me used to smoke behind the shed. Man if we’d been smoking Thai stick back there I promise you wouldn’t know which end of your inserter was up.
That’s not all. Everywhere you go there’s smack. Pure horse. Dangerous pure. Most guys smoke it in cigarettes because it don’t stink like Thai stick so you can smoke it right under the NCO’s nose and he won’t know. But that ain’t the only reason guys smoke it. The stuff’s so pure that smoking is the only way you can take it without having to worry about ODing.
That is UNLESS YOU WANT TO OD. Believe me, not a day goes by that I don’t think about it. ’Cause I KNOW I can’t take another six months of this. We know what people back home think of this war. It’s a WASTE OF LIVES. All we do is spend each day waiting to see if this will be the day they get you. Sometimes I get so tired and scared I’m ready to do anything so I won’t have to be tired and scared no more.
The thing guys do when they can’t take it no more is shoot themself in the foot or butt. The second or third toe on the left foot is what I hear. You can blow that sucker right off. The butt is a tougher shot. You got to fire pretty deep to make it real but if you ain’t careful you can lose a whole Chunk O’ Butt. Then someday you’ll be at the beach and people will be asking where’s the other half of his ass. Pretty half assed, right?
Guess it ain’t that bad if I can make jokes, right, Loogs? It’s just that sometimes it IS that bad. Being all the way over here knowing no one back home gives a shit. When I first got here a lot of the guys were pissed about the protests back home. For a while I guess we believed we were stopping communism and couldn’t understand why so many people back in the States were against that.