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Show Flying - 72 One hundred and two drivers raise the hoods of their vehicles and simultaneously unscrew one hundred and two radiator caps. "TWO," says Biggs, "co-drivers take a bucket and go fill it with water at the wash-rack." But as one hundred and two co-drivers start toward the wash-rack, O'Connell sends his radiator cap sailing over the motorpool fence in a long arc and jumps up on top of the teletype van. "Stop," he yells. "Stop this fucking nonsense right now;" He dances on top of the truck and waves his arms at the drivers and co-drivers. They have stopped, bucket in hand, and are staring back at him. "You are human beings," says O'Connell to the Fifty-third Signal Battalion, "stop letting them treat you like apes.'" A head peers out of the motorpool office behind Biggs, then goes back in. A couple of sergeants come out and begin to move toward O'Connell's truck. "Throw off your oppressors," screams O'Connell. He takes off his hat and dances up and down on it. "You trained dogs, you mindless vegetables, you fools," screams O'Connell at the men who stare up at him with open mouths. One sergeant climbs up from the back of the truck and |