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Wolfe

“But let me tell you, my friend,. Just this once, just for the hell of it, for my own amusement, I think maybe I’ll let you into the holy of holies for a moment or two and give you a taste of truth for a change, my truth, Richie, and it is simply this – I don’t like this motherfucker Wolfe and all the motherfuckers like him, all the movers and shakers of this world, kiddo, because I saw them too many times, and I saw the people they moved and shook. I saw the soft white motherfuckers in their civvies and flak jackets come slicking in from Long Binh to look us over out in the boonies, see that everything was sweet and smooth, the killing and the cutting and the sewing up, and then they’d grunt and fart and squeeze their way back into their choppers and slick on back to Washington or Wall Street or Peoria and say on with the show, America, a few more bombs will do it, a few more arms and legs. And I don’t care if they were as smooth as the Bundys or as cornpone as Senator Eastland or this cat Wolfe, one fact was always the same, is always the same – it’s never their ass they lay on the line, man, never theirs, but ours, mine.”

Cutter and Bone
Newton Thornburg , 1976
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