Vietnam
They were tough..
They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die.
Grief, terror, love, longing - these were intangibles but the intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight. They carried shameful memories. They carried the common secret of cowardice barely restrained, the instinct to run or freeze or hide, and in many respects this was the heaviest burden of all, for it could never be put down, it required perfect balance and perfect posture.
They carried their reputations. They carried the soldier's greatest fear, which was the fear of blushing.
Men killed and died, because they were embarassed not to. It was what had brought them to the war in the first place, nothing positive, no dreams of glory or honor, just to avoid the blush of dishonor. They died so as not to die of embarrassment
Tim O'Brien, The Things They Carried, p. 21
