Pleiku Monologue

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Thuan Nguyen - VietCong Pleiku, in the central highlands of Vietnam, is the closest thing that I have ever seen to a heaven on Earth. Waking up every day amongst the rice paddies, amongst the rich grasslands, amongst my people are all memories I will take to my deathbed. Despite this, since I turned twelve years old in 1965, it became clear to me that Pleiku was going to be my graveyard, that I was just biding my time, waiting for the inevitable bullet to crash through my skull; but I digress. See, I was not even a teenager when my older brother handed me a Kalashnikov and a bag of rice and told me I was going to fight the Americans. I am still not totally sure why I am fighting or why anybody else is, but I know this: they are monsters. Oh, I have seen them burn through villages, seen them bring my people before their knees. I have seen them watch as a grandmother flees the hut they torched, and as she tries to surrender, look her straight in the eye and shoot at her head, leaving her to bleed in the straw as her grandchildren watch. I have seen the floating bodies on the river, raped beyond recognition and black with effects of rot, a morbid semblance of peace. Peace; I had to watch this quietly for three …show more content…

Laster was talking about Southeast Asia that my own country would have the nerve to ship my ass there in two years. See I came from a military family (my dad fought in World War Two), so when I got my draft notice in January 1967 I did not have a chance to pull any of that hippie crap and burn my draft card; I was going to join the Army just like every one of my six brothers. When I got to basic training in Fort Walters, Texas, I was just laying down one day when a sergeant asked me if I wanted to be a helicopter pilot. Now, I am not all that bright, but I knew I’d rather shoot those VC fuckers from the air than get shot by them on the

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