approximately sixty four hundred hours before desert storm, we were on a routine recon inside iraqi-controlled terrain, assessing troop strength for what saddam hussein promised to be the mother of all wars .  but turned out to be just a little warm up for the whomping he got a few years later.
i found it again.
i remember. whir of rewinding audio --
what else did we talk about?
you don't believe any of it.
-- maybe that's what they want. maybe that's what they want.
-- i watched raymond shaw kill someone. i watched him kill private eddie mavole. like it was nothing.
 we were all hooked up to iv tubes and wires and equipment -- heart monitors, head monitors, electroshock -- and a lot of stuff i've never seen before .  .  finding, finally, an inside page of the science & technology section of the times, with the headline:
what? marco stares at the photograph.