This is you now. And now no one can reach you. You are death’s angel. You are numb and cold. But, I suspect, this will not last. I covered war for a long time. I know, even if you do not, the next chapter of your life. I know what happens when you leave the embrace of the military, when you are no longer a cog in these factories of death. I know the hell you are about to enter. This is you now. And now no one can reach you. You are death’s angel. Chris Hedges
Saturday, 21 September 2024
Emotional Rape of Soldiers by Chris Hedges
This is you now. And now no one can reach you. You are death’s angel. You are numb and cold. But, I suspect, this will not last. I covered war for a long time. I know, even if you do not, the next chapter of your life. I know what happens when you leave the embrace of the military, when you are no longer a cog in these factories of death. I know the hell you are about to enter. This is you now. And now no one can reach you. You are death’s angel. Chris Hedges
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