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This philosophy is, almost word for word, exactly the same as the infantry grunt's fatalistic view during the Vietnam war.  We figured it was a given that we would be wounded, maybe killed.  If we were only lightly wounded, we would get time out of the field, sleep on clean sheets in a hospital, be bathed, tended to, and waited on by beautiful American nurses, and had nothing to worry about.  If we were severely wounded, we would be taken out of the field, patched up for the flight home, sent home to a hospital in the U.S., and our war would be over.  If we were killed, we wouldn't know about it anyway.  So the bottom line was that we didn't need to waste time worrying about that over which we had no control, but live and love life in the meantime!  Pretty good philosophy for a bunch of dumbass grunts, I'd say.