“Bombs away!” came the bombardier shouting to his captain. “Bombs away.” his captain confirmed low along the horizon. “All that for one person?” came the bombardier, again, though not one to question orders. The captain thought it strange, never one to question openly. “Do you think” -explosions rippled below- “do you think they’ll feel anything?” For the first time, the bombardier wondered. Only silence answered. Bomb a building, a tank, an army, any of many things; they feel nothing. One person, everything.