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"MARINE!" Joker looks up and sees a poge Army colonel marching up to face him. The poge colonel has a classic granite jaw. His jungle utilities are razor-creased, starched to the consistency of green armour. Joker stands to attention. "Corporal," the Army colonel says. "Don't you know how to execute a hand salute?" "Yes, sir!" Joker says.
I hold the salute until the colonel returns it, plus a couple of seconds extra, to identify the colonel as an officer to any snipers in the area.
"Marine," the colonel says. "What is that on your body armour?" "Sir?" "That...thing." "You mean this button, sir?"
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"What is it?" the colonel says. "A peace symbol, sir." "Where did you get it?" Joker thinks for a couple of seconds. "A liberal gave it to me, sir," Joker says, keeping a serious face. The colonel jabs Joker's button with a forefinger and giver him a fairly decent Polished Glare. His blue eyes sparkle. "That's right, son, act innocent. But I know what that button means." "Yes, sir! "It's a ban-the-bomb propaganda button. Admit it!" "What is that you've got written on your helmet?" "Born To Kill?" "You've written 'Born to Kill' on your helmet." "Yes, sir." Why did you do that?" "I don't know, sir. Everyone writes things on their helmets." "You write 'Born to Kill' on your helmet and you wear a peace button. What is that supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?" "No, sir." "Well, what is it supposed to mean?" "I don't know, sir." "Answer that question, corporal, or you'll be standing tall before the man." "Well, sir," Joker says with exaggerated thoughtfulness, "I suppose...I was trying to
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suggest something about the duality of man." "The what?" "The dual nature of man?... You know, sir, the Jungian thing about aggression and xenophobia on one hand, and altruism and cooperation on the other?" There is a fairly considerable mouth-breathing pause from the colonel. "Whose side are you on, son?" "Our side, sir." "MARINE!" "Yes, sir." "Don't you love your country?" "Yes, I do, sir." "Then how about getting with the program? Why don't you jump on the team and come in for the big win?" Joker still manages to keep a straight face. "I'm certainly ready to do that, sir." "Confess corporal, confess that you want peace." "I confess, sir." The colonel leans closer and lowers his voice, "Son, we've all got to keep our heads until this peace craze blows over." Joker makes a serious face to consider the full implications of this statement. "Yes, sir."
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