Conscription

“The lone soldier—whether Yossarian, or any other name—plunges into great bewilderment the moment war begins.”

“Some say there are ways easier, braver, more cunning, but his heart’s been called to this one.”

“I can actually imagine going along with it. Giving in to it.”

“Break. Gasp. Now again.”

“Brass and gold dominate as rich red vitreous enamel announces itself here and there as stars and flags.”

“This afternoon will culminate in an ecstasy of violence.”