In my post from a week ago about how Hipsters are humorless sonsofbitches because their parents made them listen to too much NPR when they were little, I made an off color reference to Oliver Stone as an example of a humorless Old Liberal. Well, this weekend I watched the DVD of Platoon because I had this nagging feeling that perhaps I unfairly pegged Ollie. And after watching not only the movie, but also every bit of special feature on the goddamned DVD including the 'Making of Platoon,' the original trailer, the production notes, the photo gallery, interviews with all the actors, and the credits in full, I've decided to extend this correction: Oliver Stone did gallantly serve his country in the Vietnam War. He dropped out of art school and volunteered to go to the war. He was a fresh-faced high-falutin' suburban kid, but he came out a murderin,' pot-smokin,' mud-covered, blood-covered stony-gazin' American man. Goddamn, Oliver. So, though I was not in error to label Mr. Stone a humorless Liberal, his case seems unique because he's such a fucking badass. Mostly I just regret lumping him in with those whiny fucking alarmist pussies over at the Village Voice. Sorry Ollie.