I haven’t sold my soul yet — well, maybe a couple bars of rhythm and blues here and there, - Thomas Pynchon

And what we’ve been always been is…?”
“Is living on borrowed time. Never caring about who’s paying for it, who’s starving somewhere else all jammed together so we can have cheap food, a house, a yard in the burbs … planetwide, more every day, the payback keeps gathering. And meantime the only help we get from the media is boo hoo the innocent dead. Boo fuckin hoo. You know what? All the dead are innocent. There’s no uninnocent dead.”
After a while, “You’re not going to explain that, or…”
“Course not, it’s a koan.

They're in love. Fuck the war.

The man's thirst for guilt was insatiable as the desert's for water.