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{Sunday, March 14, 2004}

"I am thinking of the end of a film on Vietnam, where the Marines march away singing a childish tune at the top of their lungs: "Mickey Mouse, M, i, c, k, e, y, M, o, u, s, e." A terrifying image: these men who have just been killing, whose several comrades have just been killed, and who take refuge in this petty tune as if inside a bullet, as impoverished and sweet as a ball of chewing gum. Old monstrous ruminators clinging to their suckers.

Leslie Kaplan, fragment from :: Henri Deluy, Une anthologie immédiate.fourbis: Paris, 1996.

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