[POL SC 829] Zaterdag de veertiende

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:23 schreef Johan_de_With het volgende:
Ongelooflijk hoe dit soort humor het al die jaren uithoudt, al is het wel flauwer dan voorheen.

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:48 schreef Monidique het volgende:
Full Metal Jacket om tien uur op Veronica.

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:51 schreef Johan_de_With het volgende:

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De tweede keer vandaag. M-I-C-K-E-Y.

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:53 schreef Monidique het volgende:

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O?

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:55 schreef Johan_de_With het volgende:

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Wat begrijp je niet?

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 20:57 schreef Monidique het volgende:

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Tweede keer gemeld, tweede keer op televisie?

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:07 schreef Tafkahs het volgende:
waarom zie je nooit Apocalypse now

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:10 schreef Johan_de_With het volgende:

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Waar?

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:15 schreef kLowJow het volgende:
Wat is er mis met paint it black

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:10 schreef Johan_de_With het volgende:

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Waar?

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I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:17 schreef Monidique het volgende:
O, The Daily Show om 21.30, geloof ik.

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Op zaterdag 14 januari 2006 21:58 schreef Drugshond het volgende:
Jarhead is bijzonder geestig gemaakt .... een aanrader om te bekijken over hoe idioot oorlog kan zijn.