An Army private charged with murdering an Iraqi family was diagnosed as having “homicidal ideations” after seeking help three months prior to the attack. They gave him a couple of pills and he returned to duty the next day.
From Alice’s Restaurant
I said, “Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL.” And I started jumpin up and down yelling, “KILL, KILL,” and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down yelling, “KILL, KILL.” And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me, sent me down the hall, said, “You’re our boy.”
Nicely done.
P.S. – Lengthier observations on the situation here at Left I on the News.
I’d forgotten about Alice’s Restaurant… it was so long ago. Thanks for reminding me. It’s very appropriate (and tragic).