Which Reminds Me

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.