“Well, you know. What it was was…. I had met just this guy,
this guy Fred, and, you know, I had just got back from Afghanistan – it was
hard because my wife…. I bumped into him in a bar – that Irish pub on Clement,
Ozzies? - and he said, not much, just said – I mean, he had been buying me drinks for
fuck’s sake, all that bullshit - just asked, how many babies did I - you know, all up in my face – did I kill? And I kind of lost it. And I kind of…. I had a gun, gun my daddy gave me, big
old thing, an old 45. So I…So I , I pulled it out and I kind of lost it and so
I shot, I shot, I shot him in the head there. And the blood, oh man the blood.
But it’s not like I, you know, meant to. I mean, I meant to. But not that, man.”
Here's an excellent discussion of this issue from the American Journalism Review.
Here's an excellent discussion of this issue from the American Journalism Review.