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"
Would
you
like
to
see
our
country
lose
?
"
Major
Major
asked
.
"
We
won
’
t
lose
.
We
’
ve
got
more
men
,
more
money
and
more
material
.
There
are
ten
million
men
in
uniform
who
could
replace
me
.
Some
people
are
getting
killed
and
a
lot
more
are
making
money
and
having
fun
.
Let
somebody
else
get
killed
.
"
"
But
suppose
everybody
on
our
side
felt
that
way
.
"
"
Then
I
’
d
certainly
be
a
damned
fool
to
feel
any
other
way
.
Wouldn
’
t
I
?
"
What
could
you
possibly
say
to
him
?
Major
Major
wondered
forlornly
.
One
thing
he
could
not
say
was
that
there
was
nothing
he
could
do
.
To
say
there
was
nothing
he
could
do
would
suggest
he
would
do
something
if
he
could
and
imply
the
existence
of
an
error
or
injustice
in
Colonel
Korn
’
s
policy
.
Colonel
Korn
had
been
most
explicit
about
that
.
He
must
never
say
there
was
nothing
he
could
do
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
there
’
s
nothing
I
can
do
.
"
Clevinger
was
dead
.
That
was
the
basic
flaw
in
his
philosophy
.
Eighteen
planes
had
let
down
through
a
beaming
white
cloud
off
the
coast
of
Elba
one
afternoon
on
the
way
back
from
the
weekly
milk
run
to
Parma
;
seventeen
came
out
.
No
trace
was
ever
found
of
the
other
,
not
in
the
air
or
on
the
smooth
surface
of
the
jade
waters
below
.
There
was
no
debris
.
Helicopters
circled
the
white
cloud
till
sunset
.
During
the
night
the
cloud
blew
away
,
and
in
the
morning
there
was
no
more
Clevinger
.
The
disappearance
was
astounding
,
as
astounding
,
certainly
,
as
the
Grand
Conspiracy
of
Lowery
Field
,
when
all
sixty
-
four
men
in
a
single
barrack
vanished
one
payday
and
were
never
heard
of
again
.
Until
Clevinger
was
snatched
from
existence
so
adroitly
,
Yossarian
had
assumed
that
the
men
had
simply
decided
unanimously
to
go
AWOL
the
same
day
.
In
fact
,
he
had
been
so
encouraged
by
what
appeared
to
be
a
mass
desertion
from
sacred
responsibility
that
he
had
gone
running
outside
in
elation
to
carry
the
exciting
news
to
ex
-
P
.
F
.
C
.
Wintergreen
.
"
What
’
s
so
exciting
about
it
?
"
ex
-
P
.
F
.
C
.
Wintergreen
sneered
obnoxiously
,
resting
his
filthy
GI
shoe
on
his
spade
and
lounging
back
in
a
surly
slouch
against
the
wall
of
one
of
the
deep
,
square
holes
it
was
his
military
specialty
to
dig
.
Ex
-
P
.
F
.
C
.
Wintergreen
was
a
snide
little
punk
who
enjoyed
working
at
cross
-
purposes
.
Each
time
he
went
AWOL
,
he
was
caught
and
sentenced
to
dig
and
fill
up
holes
six
feet
deep
,
wide
and
long
for
a
specified
length
of
time
.
Each
time
he
finished
his
sentence
,
he
went
AWOL
again
.
Ex
-
P
.
F
.
C
.
