"As far as I'm concerned, I am crazy. Maybe not about that. And being crazy's okay, I think. I think we're all a little crazy. I know I couldn't do my job if I weren't. Still, I appreciate your reassurances, because I think you're probably right -- if people hated this kind of thing like I do, maybe everything wouldn't be so violent. Maybe we wouldn't be in a war right now."
He thinks about the war a lot. It keeps him up at night sometimes, knowing that at any moment, his number could be up, and he could be shipped off to some foreign country to kill people he had no interest in killing. He knows that could happen to the guys he works with, too, or even to Ned, and it both angers and scares him. To him, the fact that people have always seemed so enamored with violence is concerning.
"On the other hand, if more people were like me..." He shrugs expressively, his gestures large and free as always. "Well, if more people were like me, there'd be a lot less people getting things done in the world. I mean, I can write ads. That's what I can do. I couldn't run a country, or do anything actually productive. I couldn't even bake a pie, probably."
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He thinks about the war a lot. It keeps him up at night sometimes, knowing that at any moment, his number could be up, and he could be shipped off to some foreign country to kill people he had no interest in killing. He knows that could happen to the guys he works with, too, or even to Ned, and it both angers and scares him. To him, the fact that people have always seemed so enamored with violence is concerning.
"On the other hand, if more people were like me..." He shrugs expressively, his gestures large and free as always. "Well, if more people were like me, there'd be a lot less people getting things done in the world. I mean, I can write ads. That's what I can do. I couldn't run a country, or do anything actually productive. I couldn't even bake a pie, probably."