The Beast in Every Man

There's a beast in every man. I don't care who he is. You can say the biggest queen or queer that you come across, but there're a beast in him somewhere. And in a situation like that, it comes out. When counter insurgencies veer off madmax territory, we always act shocked. Soldiers who lose friends to booby traps and sneak attacks inevitably end up hating the enemy more than they would a uniformed opponent on the other side of a battlefield. Those who refuse to support the insurgents are often seen as collaborators and treated accordingly. The conventional force tries to convince the civilian populations that their lives would be lot simpler if they just sided with the ruling power rather