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American Sniper: The Autobiography of the Most Lethal Sniper in U.S. Military History

This book offers a firsthand perspective on the experiences of a highly decorated U.S. military sniper, detailing his training, deployments, and the psychological toll of his work in combat. more

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Chris Kyle
Chris Kyle

Chris Kyle, born on April 8, 1974, was a renowned American sniper. He served in the Iraq War as a sniper and is credited with over 100 missions. Known as 'the most lethal sniper in American history,' Kyle was tragically assassinated on February 2, 2013. more

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“Your generation is suffering from what for lack of a better word I shall call over-debunk. There was a lot of debunking that had to be done, of course. Bigotry, militarism, nationalism, religious intolerance, hypocrisy, phonyness, all sorts of dangerous, ready-made, artificially preserved false values. But your generation and the generation before yours went too far with their debunking job. You went overboard. Over-debunk, that's what you did. It's moral overkill. It's like those insecticides Rachel Carson speaks of in her book, that poison everything, and kill all the nice, useful bugs as well as the bad ones, and in the end poison human beings as well. In the end, it poisons life itself, the very air we breathe. That's what you did, morally and intellectually speaking. Yours is a silent spring. You have overprotected yourselves. You are all no more than twenty, twenty-two years old, but yours is a silent spring, I'm telling you. Nothing sings for you any more.”