and then our exile

Tuesday, December 09, 2003 at 8:23 a.m.
And in Afghanistan, the biggest assault on the freedom fighters continues.
Basically, my feathers = still ruffled.
Maybe it's better we were outside, though. If we were inside, I'd feel better about actualizing the potential of the event, but we would also open ourselves to massive confrontation---all these people talking about bloody freedom and dying for what we believe in and the greatest sacrifice and all that which, when you get to the bottom of it, is feces. And the "bravery" learned in the hills above Shah-i-Kot....
man. It should make me cry heart's blood.
I'll try to be decent today though. I came back and last night wrote till 1:30, which was good.
Media coverage: one two three
More things, and trying to move on from the blah that was last night: if this person had been Muslim, the media would've blitzed. Like, seriously. "this has all the markings of al-Qaida!" "it is the ragheads of the East!" "experts say [shaykh-ul-jihad] Usama is behind it!" Instead, there's no news about her anywhere, and it "didn't appear as though she meant to hurt anyone." Also, Japan means to send troops to Iraq, "to help in all the reconstruction goin' on over there"; some good news, though, today. A short article on the nine children and the US assault. Taliban attacks on US troops intensify... Ha this measure is *sure* to endear the US to Iraqis: wrapping villages in barbed wire, creating bantustans parallel to those of Occupied Palestine. And now, as an ending-note, THIS is a decent piece.
Listening: /If I Had A Rocket Launcher/
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