I have gasoline in my gourd. It was easy to find. This war, this fucking war, has no purpose. We're invaders. Only because the president of our government wants more land, a bigger country. Too many innocent people have died. A pure madness that only an uprising can stop. An uprising on our side. But for soldiers to rebel against authority, an insane act must be carried out. An act that only a madman would do. I splash myself with my gourd’s contents. I take out my lighter and shout. I yell that this crazy war must end. My comrades look at me. I light my lighter and my body bursts into flames.