Gustav Hasford Short Timers Pdf Files

Gustav hasford short timers pdf files

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Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. The Short-Timers Quotes Showing of 9. Guns never say, "I'm only kidding. There was a Marine of nuts and bolts, half robot--weird but true--whose every move was cut from pain as though from stone.

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His stoney little hide had been crushed and broken. But he just laughed and said, 'I've been crushed and broken before. His heart functioned for weeks after it had been diagnosed by doctors. His heart weighed half a pound.

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His heart pumped seven hundred thousand gallons of warm blood through one hundred thousand miles of veins, working hard--hard enough in twelve hours to lift one sixty-five ton boxcar one foot off the deck.

He said. The world would not waste the heart of a bear, he said.

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On his clean blue pajamas many medals hung. He was a walking word of history, in the shop for a few repairs. He took it on the chin and was good.

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One night in Japan his life came out of his body--black--like a question mark. If you can keep your head while others are losing theirs perhaps you have misjudged the situation. Stop me if you've heard this It takes talent to convince people that war is a beautiful experience.

Gustav hasford short timers pdf files

Come one, come all to exotic Viet Nam, the jewel of Southeast Asia, meet interesting, stimulating people of an ancient culture Be the first kid on your block to get a confirmed kill. Do what I do. These guys will tell you that I am a monster, but I'm the only grunt in this squad that doesn't have his head up his ass.

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In this world of shit, monsters live forever and everybody else dies. If you kill for fun, you're a sadist. If you kill for money, you're a mercenary. If you kill for both, you're a Marine. The killer instinct will make us fearless and aggressive, like animals. If the meek ever inherit the earth the strong will take it away from them.

The weak exist to be devoured by the strong. Every Marine must pack his own gear.

Gustav hasford short timers pdf files

Every Marine must be the instrument of his own salvation. It's hard, but there it is. Half asleep, my face pressed into my gear, I listen to the sounds of the horror that is everywhere, buried just beneath the surface of the earth. In my dreams of blood I make love to a skeleton.

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Bones click, the earth moves, my testicles explode. It is better to be alive I'm so happy that I am alive, in one piece and short. I'm in a world of shit But I am alive.

Thumps and thuds puncture the rhythm of the bullets.

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The snipers zero in on us. Each shot becomes a word spoken by death.

Gustav hasford short timers pdf files

Death is talking to us. Death wants to tell us a funny secret. We may not like death but death likes us. Victor Charlie is hard but he never lies.

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Guns tell the truth. Cowboy looks pitiful and he's terrified. Cowboy is paralyzed by the shock that is setting in and by the helplessness. I hardly know him.

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I remember the first time I saw Cowboy, on Parris Island, laughing, beating his Stetson on his thigh. I look at him. He looks at the grease gun. I sight down the short metal tube and I watch my bullet enter Cowboy's left eye.

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My bullet passes through his eye socket, punches through fluid-filled sinus cavities, through membranes, nerves, arteries, muscle tissue, through the tiny blood vessels that feed three pounds of gray butter-soft high protein meat where brain cells arranged like jewels in a clock hold every thought and memory and dream of one adult maleHomo sapiens.

My bullet exits through the occipital bone, knocks out hairy, brain-wet clods of jagged meat, then buries itself in the roots of a tree. Animal Mother lowers his M Everyone relaxes, glad to be alive. Everyone hates my guts, but they know I'm right.

Gustav hasford short timers pdf files

I am their sergeant; they are my men. Cowboy was killed by sniper fire, they'll say, but they'll never see me again; I'll be invisible. Welcome back.

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