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River on Leaving Baghdad

The first minutes after passing the border were overwhelming. Overwhelming relief and overwhelming sadness… How is it that only a stretch of several kilometers and maybe twenty minutes, so firmly segregates life from death?

How is it that a border no one can see or touch stands between car bombs, militias, death squads and… peace, safety?

River on her family’s journey from Baghdad into Syria




2 thoughts on “River on Leaving Baghdad

  1. I have no words that will suffice for River, and the women and people of Iraq. I refuse to honour any soldier or “peace officer” who is there supposedly for my freedom. I refuse to “support our troops” I refuse to stop telling my elected officials I do not support my tax money being used to send troops to Iraq or Afghanistan. I refuse to honour the dead western soldier or peace office –*we have no draft*–who volunteered to go over there and kill–yes that is what they did– and then their families ask my sympathy when it is their son who is killed, their son or daughter who went there with their blessing, encouragement and pride–to kill. I refuse to buy newspapers that print only re-arranged press releases from the military communications departments about this blood-bath.

    Posted by Sis | September 9, 2007, 4:15 pm
  2. I’m with Sis. 🙂



    Posted by thailandchani | September 9, 2007, 4:47 pm

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