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“Take the glamour out of war! I mean, how the bloody hell can you do _that_? Go and take the glamour out of a Huey, go take the glamour out of a Sheridan...Can _you_ take the glamour out of a Cobra, or getting stoned at China Beach? It's like taking the glamour out of an M-79, taking the glamour out of Flynn." He pointed to a picture he'd taken, Flynn laughing maniacally ("We're winning," he'd said), triumphantly. "Nothing the matter with _that_ boy, is there? Would you let your daughter marry that man? Ohhhh, war is _good_ for you, you can't take the glamour out of that. It's like trying to take the glamour out of sex, trying to take the glamour out of the Rolling Stones." He was really speechless, working his hands up and down to emphasize the sheer insanity of it. "I mean, you _know_ that it just _can't be done!_" We both shrugged and laughed, and Page looked very thoughtful for a moment. "The very _idea!_" he said. "Ohhh, what a laugh! Take the bloody _glamour_ out of bloody _war!”

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Book:Dispatches
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Dispatches

Dispatches is a compilation of firsthand accounts and observations from journalists and correspondents reporting on conflicts and humanitarian crises. The book offers readers an intimate look into the realities of war and its impact on individuals and societies. more

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Michael Herr
Michael Herr

Michael Herr was an American writer renowned for his work as a war correspondent, particularly for his coverage of the Vietnam War. His book 'Dispatches' is considered a classic in war reporting and has had a profound impact on subsequent generations. more

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