Yes, truly, the role of Miss America may have its perks and its crown and its photo opps, but Miss America will not be invited to speak for me. Such a pampered thing could not begin to understand something. Yes, I suppose that is how your script would read, although the thought of fighting against that Viet Cong witch is actually the farthest thing from my mind. The simple-minded go forward to battle and are slaughtered. I have other plans for myself than to fight your pathetic old Tagalong battles.