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o　forth。　And　what　we　didn't　know；　we　found　out　through　various　intelligence…gathering　sources。　Thus；　we　had　a　biographical　and　psychological　profile　of　many　of　these　men；　and　we　were　able　to　target　them　individually；　and　we　were　able　to　exploit　their　weaknesses；　undermine　their　strengths；　and　introduce　false　and　deceptive　elements　into　their　decision…making　process。　In　short；　the　goal　was　to　weaken　their　self…confidence；　lower　their　self…esteem；　and　demoralize　them　through　the　process　of　what　is　sometimes　called　mind…fucking。　Excuse　me。
　She　waited　until　the　laughter　and　applause　died　down；　then　continued；　〃We'll　call　it　mind…fudging；　because　we're　on　tape　today。　Okay；　how　do　you　fudge　up　someone's　mind　who　is　a　thousand　miles　away；　deep　in　the　heart　of　enemy　territory？　Well；　in　much　the　same　way　you　do　it　with　your　wife；　girlfriend；　boss；　or　pain…in…the…neck　neighbor。　First；　you　have　to　be　aware　that　this　is　something　you　want　to　do；　and　have　to　do。　Then　you　have　to　know　the　other　person's　mind…what　worries　that　person；　what　annoys　that　person；　what　frightens　that　person。　You　can't　manipulate　until　you　know　how　all　the　levers；　switches；　and　buttons　work。　Finally；　you　have　to　be　in　contact　with　that　person。　Contact　is　made　on　several　levels　personal　contact；　surrogate　contact　through　a　third　party；　written　contact　in　the　form　of　documents；　newspapers；　letters；　air…dropped　leaflets…don't　do　that　with　your　wife　or　boss…radio　contact　in　the　form　of　propaganda　transmissions；　or　planted　and　managed　news　stories；　and　so　on。〃
　She　expounded　on　this　awhile；　then　said；　〃In　regard　to　surrogate　or　personal　contact；　this　is　the　most　effective　and　ancient　of　all　contacts　with　the　enemy　leader。　This　sort　of　contact　is　an　interactive　contact；　and；　though　difficult　to　achieve；　it　pays　off　handsomely。　One　type　of　personal　contact　with　the　enemy　that　we　in　the　United　States　Army　do　not　officially　condone；　or　use；　is　sexual　contact…Mata　Hari；　Delilah；　and　other　famous　seductresses；　sex　sirens；　and　seducers。
　She　continued；　〃If　women　ever　bee　field　manders；　we'll　need　guys　like　you　to　sneak　into　their　tents　at　night。〃
　A　little　laughter；　and　you　could　hear　someone　say　something　about　putting　a　flag　over　the　face　of　some　old　battle…ax　lady　general　and　screwing　her　for　Old　Glory。
　Then　someone　asked；　〃If　you　get　that　close　to　an　enemy　leader；　why　not　kill　him？〃
　Ann　Campbell　replied；　〃Why　not；　indeed？　Aside　from　moral　and　legal　considerations　is　the　fact　that　a　promised；　frightened；　or　totally　bonkers　leader；　such　as　a　Hitler　or　Hussein；　is　like　you　having　ten　more　infantry　divisions　at　the　front。　The　damage　that　an　ineffective　leader　can　do　to　his　own　military　operation　is　incalculable。　We　in　the　military　have　to　relearn　what　we　knew　in　the　past…what　all　armies　in　the　field　knew　throughout　history；　which　is　this：　the　troops　are　already　filled　with　doubt　and　homesickness　and　with　irrational　battlefield　superstitions　and　fear。　You　have　to　do　the　same　to　the　generals。〃
　Fade　to　black。　I　stood　and　shut　off　the　TV。　It　all　seemed　very　clever；　very　logical；　and　very　effective　as　she　presented　it　in　a　classroom　situation。　Obviously；　too；　she'd　had　at　least　one　field　experiment　in　progress；　as　Kent　had　suggested。　If　I　could　believe　Kent；　Ann　Campbell　was　waging　a　planned；　deliberate；　and　totally　vicious　campaign　against　her　enemy；　her　father。　But　what　if　he　deserved　it？　What　did　Moore　say　about　her　killer？　That　whoever　it　was　thought　he　was　justified。　Likewise；　perhaps；　Ann　Campbell　thought　that　what　she　was　doing　to　her　father　was　justified。　Therefore；　he'd　done　something　to　her；　and　whatever　it　was；　it　had　set　her　on　a　course　of　revenge　and；　ultimately；　self…destruction。　One　thing　that　came　to　mind　that　would　make　a　daughter　do　that　to　her　father；　and　to　herself；　was　sexual　abuse　and　incest。
　That　was　what　the　shrinks　would　tell　me　when　I　asked；　and　that　fit　every　psychological　case　history　I'd　ever　heard　about。　But　if　it　was　true；　the　only　person　who　would　confirm　it　was　dead。　The　general　could　confirm　it；　but　even　Paul　Brenner　wasn't　going　to　touch　that　one。　However；　I　could　make　discreet　inquiries；　and　maybe；　just　maybe；　Mrs。　Campbell　could　be　delicately　questioned　on　the　subject　of　her　daughter's　relationship　with　her　father。　What　the　hell；　I　had　my　twenty　years　in。
　On　the　other　hand；　as　Kent　suggested；　why　dig　up　muck　that　had　nothing　to　do　with　the　homicide　at　hand？　But　who's　to　know　what　muck　you　needed　and　what　muck　you　didn't？
　So；　did　the　general　kill　his　daughter　to　stop　her　fury；　or　to　shut　her　up？　Or　did　Mrs。　Campbell　do　it　for　the　same　reasons？　And　what　was　Colonel　Moore's　role　in　this？　Indeed；　the　more　muck　I　raked　up；　the　more　the　ladies　and　gentlemen　of　Fort　Hadley　got　splattered。
　Cynthia　came　up　to　me　and　forced　a　piece　of　donut　in　my　mouth。　Obviously；　we　were　on　the　verge　of　something　more　intimate　than　sharing　a　car；　a　bathroom；　and　a　donut。　But　to　tell　you　the　truth；　at　my　age；　at　two　in　the　morning；　Private　Woody　wasn't　going　to　stand　tall。　Cynthia　said；　〃Maybe　the　JAG　Office　will　give　you　those　videotapes　when　the　case　is　closed。〃
　〃Maybe　I'd　rather　have　the　tapes　in　her　basement。〃
　〃Don't　be　disgusting；　Paul。〃　She　continued　on　the　subject；　as　women　will　do；　〃It's　not　healthy；　you　know。〃
　I　refused　to　respond。
　〃When　I　was　a　teenager；　I　fell　in　love　with　James　Dean。　I'd　watch　Rebel　Without　a　Cause　and　Giant　on　late　night　TV；　and　cry　myself　to　sleep。〃
　〃What　an　astonishing　admission　of　necrophilia。　What's　the　point？〃
　〃Forget　it。　Here's　the　good　news。　The　tire　tracks　on　rifle　range　five　were　made　by　Colonel　Moore's　car；　or　what　we're　pretty　sure　is　his　car。　The　prints　on　Moore's　hairbrush；　which　we　assume　were　made　by　Moore；　match　two　prints　on　the　tent　peg；　at　least　six　prints　on　the　humvee；　and　one　in　the　male　latrine；　also　in　the　latrine；　in　the　sink　trap；　was　another　hair　that　matched　Moore's　hair。　Also；　all　the　fingerprints　on　the　trash　bag　are　Moore's　and　Ann　Campbell's；　and　ditto　the　prints　on　her　boots；　holster；　and　helmet；　suggesting　that　they　both　handled　those　items。　So　your　reconstruction　of　the　crime；　the　movements　and　actions　of　Ann　Campbell　and　Colonel　Moore；　seem　to　port　with　the　physical　evidence。　Congratulations。〃
　〃Thank　you。〃
　〃So　does　this　guy　hang？〃
　〃I　think　they　shoot　officers。　I'll　check　before　I　speak　to　Colonel　Moore。〃
　〃Case　closed？〃
　〃I'll　check　that　with　Colonel　Moore。〃
　〃If　he　doesn't　confess；　will　you　go　to　the　judge　advocate　general　with　what　we've　got？〃
　〃I　don't　know。　It's　not　an　airtight　case　yet。〃
　〃No；〃　Cynthia　agreed；　〃it's　not。　We　have　your　theory　of　the　wrong　times　of　the　headlights；　for　one　thing。　We　can　put　Moore　at　the　scene　of　the　crime；　but　we　can't　put　the　rope　in　his　hands　at　the　time　of　death。　Also；　we　don't　know　his　motive。〃
　〃Right。　And　without　motive；　you've　got　a　tough　job　with　a　jury。〃　I　added；　〃There's　also　the　possibility　it　was　an　accident。〃
　〃Yes；　that's　what　he's　going　to　say　if　he　says　anything。〃
　〃Right。　He'll　have　a　dozen　of　his　shrink　buddies　explain　to　the　court…martial　board　about　sexual　asphyxia；　and　how　it　was　a　consensual　act；　and　how　he　misjudged　her　physical　state　while　she　was　having　an　orgasm　and　he　was　stimulating　her。　And　the　officers　on　the　court…martial　board　will　be　pletely　grossed…out　and　fascinated。　Eventually；　they'll　have　reasonable　doubt；　and　they'll　have　to　agree　that　the　physical　evidence　does　not　support　an　act　of　violent　and　forcible　rape。　They'll　believe　it　was　a　good　time　gone　bad。　And　I　don't　think　they　can　even　find　for　manslaughter。　You　have　two　consenting　adults　engaging　in　kinky　sex；　and　one　of　them　inadvertently　causes　the　death　of　the　other。　The　charge　is　reckless　endangerment；　if　even　that。〃
　Cynthia　mented；　〃Sex　crimes　are　tough。　There're　all　sorts　of　other　things　involved。〃
　I　nodded；　recalling　a　CID　case；　not　my　own；　where　a　guy　was　into　high…colonic　enemas；　and　the　woman　administering　them　gave　him　one　too　many；　and　the　guy's　intestine　burst；　leading　to　death　by　hemorrhaging　and　infection。　The　crew　at　Falls　Church　and　the　boys　in　the　JAG　Office　had　a　good　time　with　that　one；　but　in　the　end　decided　not　to　prosecute。　The　woman；　a　young　lieutenant；　was　asked　to　resign；　and　the　man；　an