The Peach would never put funny things into anybody else’s tea, so why would he suspect anyone else of doing so — or at least intentionally?

Issue #7 was all about the accidental poisoning.  Drugging someone to get their panties down is quite the things these days.  Always ahead of our time, here.

Well, not really.  Pouring liquor into a possible lay has a long history. At least it’s not knocking someone down and breaking parts first.  Humans rape; drugging is at least a step up.

Suitably horrified now?  I know I am.

Want to read some total horse-shit about this?  Black Hearts (Search:  Black Hearts) is full of whiny soldiers and the excuses made for them by journalists who have no clue about the kind of pure crap soldiers will pull to get what they want.  Plenty of Vietnam vets went through the same or worse and didn’t go out and rape and burn girls and murder their families.

As for the amazement that the army will take criminals:  haven’t they heard of the “in or up” program?  It was no more official than Code Red, but it meant “either join the army or go up in prison for a few years.”

And the exhaustion of the forces being used as an excuse:  Please.  During Vietnam, we all asked, “What if they gave a war and nobody came?”  Well, now we know.  They can’t say they weren’t warned.

Look, I KNEW good soldiers.  I write about them all the time; you know my Sergeant Gift character in Stinz.  They are pure gold — but they are the minority in an organization compounded of equal parts of abuse and mendacity, and whose ultimate use is to gain territory and resources, by means or killing and dying.  War is for stupid people, on both sides, including those who THINK they love war until they get into the middle of it.

And you don’t think they’re going to bring those drones back home once they’re done with them in a zone?