Monday, July 05, 2004


Ever wondered what became of g? Ghaith Abdul Ahad has been hanging out around the Iraqi resistance (one almost gains the impression he enjoys it). I suppose this is what used to be called "grass roots".

...Then another man shows up, shortish and in his 40s, and while everyone is ducking or hiding behind columns, he strolls about as if he is in the park. Another fighter loads an RPG for him and the guy turns with the thing on his shoulder as if looking for the direction he should shoot in. Someone shouts: "Push him into the street before he fires it at us!" Another fighter grabs him around his waist and pushes him to the corner where he stands, bullets whizzing around him, takes his time, and - boom! - fires his RPG. He stands there until someone grips his pants and pulls him in.

...The walls and the ground are varnished with fresh blood. In the market a couple of shops are on fire from earlier fighting. A man is hiding behind a pile of empty banana boxes with his eight-year-old son.

Was there ever anything more sublimely ridiculous or heartbreaking then war?


#7/07/2004 05:42:00 am Assalam Aleikom Blogger Fayrouz

I think Gaith likes to live on the adrenaline rush. He seems to enjoy it.

He visited Europe last month for the first time in his life. That must have been an intresting experience.

Is the Greek community still celebrating their victory?

#7/07/2004 02:44:00 pm Assalam Aleikom Blogger emigre

celebrations over but decorations still up, saw a car still driving around with the Greek flag attached to it yesterday. It's kind of like the twelve days of christmas - the event's over but everyone leaves the fairy lights on in case the three wise men show up.


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