MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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Spinning Business as Usual
By A Guy Called LULU on Thu, 03/15/2012 - 5:43pm |I remember being a young Marine recruit at Parris Island, August of 1966, running, running, boots thumping on the grinder, exulting in the sense of power and communion that comes of men acting in unison, shouting, “Luke the Gook comes marching by, stick your bayonet in his eye, lef rye lef rye lef....” Only an idiot goes to PI—Third Batallion, Disneyland, in my case—in August. I was one. It goes with being nineteen.
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