I recall looking after a soldier who eventually went off and killed himself. Jumped out of a high tower on the Coast. He said 'well, we rolled into the town, in .......... in Afghanistan, and we were all hootched up on crack, and then some raghead kid fired an RPG that got caught in the steel wire, and didn't go off, it just fizzed there, and it really spooked us all, and we were so fuckin twitchy, so, we all got out of the truck, and just killed everyone in the town. We used so much ordnance that we ran out.' 'Later, the Army psychologist said that we did a good job. He did suggest that in future we try not to use all the RPGs and ammunition we had, as it was in short supply, but... we did a good job. We should be proud. We did the job. We did a good job. I don't know if we did a good job.'