Some prison head shrinker asked me a question I guess I’m going to get asked a few more times in my life. So I guess I better come up with a good answer about it. No sense getting around it.

He asked me, “Why you gotta go and kill people all the time?”

Well, he didn’t say it just like that, but I can tell that’s what he was thinking. I think he thinks that I just go out and kill folks. Just wake up in the morning, eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and then just stab somebody in the eye.

I think he probably figures that I killed Mrs. Jeffries, though I didn’t.

Well, I don’t know. I don’t go out and just kill folks. They just kind of, I guess the best thing I can say is, “How come you, Mr. Fancy Man in your spectacles and everything, how come you don’t?”

I saw on TV once that people were fighting some other fellers in a war and the guns were blazing and people were jumping way up in the air because explosions were going off. It was about Viet Nam.

And there was this time where one of them looks at the other one and says, “We won the battle, but we’re going to lose the war.”

I guess that’s how most people fight their fights, but I don’t.

Difference between me and most folks is that I don’t lose my wars. I just can’t accept that. If I got to win my wars losing every battle along the way, I’m going to do it.