Tim O'Brien's meditation on war and peace, reality and fiction, truth and lies. From The Things They Carried.
"You admire the fluid symmetries of troops on the move, the great sheets of metal-fire streaming down from a gunship, the illumination rounds, the white phosphorus, the purply orange glow of napalm, the rocket's red glare. It's not pretty, exactly. It's astonishing. It fills the eye. It commands you. You hate it, yes, but your eyes do not. Like a killer forest fire, like cancer under a microscope, any battle or bombing raid or artillery barrage has the aesthetic purity of absolute moral indifferencea powerful, implacable beautyand a true war story will tell the truth about this, though the truth is ugly."