The Forever War

by Joe Haldeman

‘If he ever hurts you, tell me and I’ll break his ass.’ She looked at me across her cup. ‘If Lieutenant Harmony ever hurts you, tell me and I’ll break her ass.’

As for art, I’m not sure I know good from bad. But artists to some extent have to reflect the temper of the times. Paintings and sculpture were full of torture and dark brooding; movies seemed static and plotless; music was dominated by nostalgic revivals of earlier forms; architecture was mainly concerned with finding someplace to put everybody; literature was damn near incomprehensible.

thirty centuries of prewar society taught that love was one thing that could last to the grave and even beyond

I did have a new friend who sat in my lap all the time. It was the cat,

🖤

I wondered if they still had eggs on Earth.

Yes, they’re just $100.00 a dozen.

The 1143-year-long war had been begun on false pretenses and only because the two races were unable to communicate.

Stapled to the front page was a small square of paper.

My heart strings…