Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Snowy Fargo Beach - Day 17
It reminds me of this terrible account I heard, told first hand on 60 Minutes on the occasion of the 10th anniversary of the end of the Vietnam War. This soldier was remembering that leave was awarded based on body count. A helicopter gunship would run through a village and then the troops would come in and count bodies. He was remembering that a woman had her unborn fetus blown right out of her womb. He had to decide whether to count one or two. He said that he had counted two - he said this crying on camera probably 15 years later, because that image had never left him.
This is what I was thinking about when counting or not counting double lines in the soft snow on the rough sand.
From my song Collateral Damage ©1992:
Village of grass, gunship arrives
Six thousand bullets, one minute alive
Blast the unborn right out of the womb
Days off in the port, the smell of perfume