by Ray Jason
Some fictional philosophy...
It happened on the fifth midnight raid. It was on that mission that I “snapped.” But that is definitely the wrong word. Because what truly happened is that I finally “saw.” My vision came into focus so suddenly and shockingly that it reminded me of lightning at night - instantly the flash reveals a startling landscape that only moments before had been stormy darkness. But what suddenly came into view with brilliant luminosity was not “things” but an understanding of “how things work.” It was an incandescent awakening that would change me irretrievably - and probably tragically.
I am writing to you, dearest sister, because you alone amongst my friends had begged me so passionately to “just don’t go.” Damn, do I now wish that I had heeded your wise counsel. I was such a fool to enlist, but with the job market so grim and with the seductive way that they promote patriotism, I got suckered in. Hell, these days the Superbowl is practically a glorified recruiting spectacle.