My first experience with terrorism occured over 20 years ago when I was a young Airman stationed in Korea. I was a bomb loader, and we all kind of knew each other. My neighbor in the dorms was a fellow loader, John Raven. His best friend, Curt Green, lived downstairs and often attended our rauncus parties. We used to engage in a weird ritual of what we called "pig piling", which was essentially tackiling someone, then having everyone jump on top. If you were on the bottom, you could...read more

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