Here's an entry from his blog from 24 May 2006:
...there could be no other way to appreciate what I had or what I'm going to have once I get out other than enduring this now when all I really want to do is teach history and lay around and read and hustle around and repair the world (tikkun olam) [Heb: "repair the world"] and sift through knowledge and improve culture and learn how to sail and work in soup kitchens and start a family and really, I mean REALLY study the best the western civilization has to offer and facilitiate the mystery and power through everything I do, but I cant do it without getting through this army experience first, which will add a legitimacy to EVERYTHING i do afterwards, and totally bolster my opinions on defense, etc,...
He's in it for the LEGITIMACY, folks, figuring that if he's worn the uniform (he's in Germany), he's an Unimpeachable Source. Earlier in that post he remarks, "Every morning I get up and I'm a little more liberal than the day before."
Those who have been in the military say that every unit has a Scott Thomas, someone who whines and complains and feels victimized and picked on.
The guy, from his MySpace material and stuff, seems borderline psycho. I mean, if you're going to tell a story about a Bradley careening through the streets, killing dogs that you espy on the right side of the vehicle, you should at least get the facts straight, especially when you're familiar with a Bradley, as he has been. (Debunkers of the story note that when you're driving a Bradley, you can't see anything near you on the right of the vehicle.)
As for the story of the unearthed graveyard, he should know that people could look into the records and see that no mass grave was unearthed near FOB Falcon, where Beauchamp was stationed for a time.
The best part is that TNR didn't bother to check the verifiable facts before running the story, nor did they attempt to alert the Army to these blatant rules violations.
Tools. You can tell by the style of his blog writing that he's a couple of units short of a batallion. But no, they HAD to run a fake story.
BECAUSE OF THE NARRATIVE!
And that guy at Amazon had him PEGGED: the guy's an aspiring writer/academic who wants to appear tough and all but knows that he's really not, so he affects sociopathy.
He (it is always a he) is an MFA candidate or recent graduate at one of the big-name creative writing programs in the USA, sometimes in poetry, usually in fiction, and increasingly in "creative non-fiction" (the litsy byline that "feature writing" took on when it moved uptown, became significant, and stopped having lunch with its old buds at the newspapers). Usually he is in his mid-twenties and is probably among the bright stars in the tiny constellation (and complicated pecking order) that MFA programs create. His particular niche in that social ecology will be the Big Talent With Big Balls, a role that requires some claim to a "dangerous" or "edgy" past, meaning some connection to interpersonal violence and to having seen some gruesome sights. (Being recently back from combat duty in Iraq, particularly if the young man is a reservist who will be going back for another hitch there, would certainly fit the bill nicely ...).
This is just another piece of fiction to him, another exercise in setting the scene and crap. But it's how he feels, so the facts shouldn't be taken literally. Except the part about U.S. soldiers being animals.
Again, what a tool.