BzzReport by slasherx

I noticed that the buzz campaign was drawing to a close, so I thought today should be the day to let you know about an excellent buzz oportunity. My playwriting professor (an avid reader and a Chicago Emmy winner) is the perfect target for Generation Kill, because it deals directly with something he's working on with one of his new plays! I sent him this email, this afternoon, and I think it's safe to say he's likely to buy it, knowing how his book purchases stack up quite quickly!

David,

I remember one day you were talking about a new play you were working on regarding the ongoing conflict over in the middle east, and that it dealt with the "real people" who were involved with that business. I also remember that you mentioned you were having difficulty finding people willing to talk about their experiences over there for various reasons. I thought perhaps I'd take a moment to reccommend a book that you might find to be a valuable resource.

It's called "Generation Kill" by Evan Wright. I'm sure you could find it in our Barnes and Noble locally, or if nothing else certainly on Amazon.com. It was written by this Evan fellow, a journalist for Rolling Stone, after he spent many months in the frontlines with the Marines eating what they eat, dodging combat related danger and experiencing life in the desert. I think perhaps the honesty with which the experience is presented will assist you putting together some of your notes for the play you're working on. Here's an excerpt from the book, see what you think:

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It's another Iraqi town, nameless to the Marines racing down the main drag in Humvees, blowing it to pieces. We're flanked on both sides by a jumble of walled, two-story mud-brick buildings, with Iraqi gunmen concealed behind windows, on rooftops and in alleyways, shooting at us with machine guns, AK rifles and the odd rocket-propelled grenade (RPG). Though it's nearly five in the afternoon, a sandstorm has plunged the town into a hellish twilight of murky red dust. Winds howl at fifty miles per hour. The town stinks. Sewers, shattered from a Marine artillery bombardment that ceased moments before we entered, have overflowed, filling the streets with lagoons of human excrement. Flames and smoke pour out of holes blasted through walls of homes and apartment blocks by the Marines' heavy weapons. Bullets, bricks, chunks of buildings, pieces of blown-up light poles and shattered donkey carts splash into the flooded road ahead.

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Anyway, I hope this is the kind of buzz that makes him go straight to the book. I have a feeling it will. :)