American Brony

There are two moments in my life that I will never forget. The first came in the fetid muck of an abandoned garbage dump on the west side of Anbar as I looked through the dust and glass and the screaming crosshairs of my Swift model 687M variable power rifle scope at the all-too-human expression on the face I would later come to know as belonging to “Insurgent X” — the only man I will ever kill. The second came a year later in the military hospital, when I opened the long-awaited package containing my limited edition lithograph, die-cut hardcover portfolio Friendship Is Magic comic featuring Fluttershy — the only woman I will ever love.