Generation of Vipers (Seeds, #2)

by Peter Cawdron

“I don’t care what you believe about aliens, viruses, vaccines or election results. I care about why you went down that dead-end road. Why did you jump at that like a dog chasing a tennis ball? Why can’t you see it for what it is? A distraction. A diversion. It’s something to keep you panting while avoiding any real depth. The tendency to react—to go with our instinct—is flawed. And it gets exploited by assholes all the time.”

Welcome to America.

“Don’t fall for it, my friends. Lies are like magnets, drawing us in. If you don’t resist, you will get dragged in. If you’re passive, you will lose. If you’re not careful, you will be fooled. Oh, but I’m too smart. Really? There’s nothing that blinds us more than our own ego. There’s no drug, no shot of whiskey, no line of cocaine with more of a hit than our own pride.”

A warning we ignore at our peril.

“Hoo-rah,” the Rangers yell in response.

Hoo-ah is Army. Oo-rah is Marines.

“Court marshaled?” Winters says, laughing. “You think we’re getting out of here alive?” She walks on past him, adding, “Oh, you’re adorable.”

I freaking LOVE it!