I try to keep the comments about women to a minimun.
There are few women in the world that do not like these comments I make and
luckily they do not read English well.
Very hot, but feels like 80 to me. Very dry.
I can go to Basra by train for 1000 Saddam Dinars. That is about 50 cents USA.
This would be a nice and hot trip. All of Baghdad is very freindly to Americans. I am
sure it would be possible to find a few that do not like the USA if I really looked.
Most likely in the Palestine Hotel or in my Hotel. The more the learn, the less they know.
I am really finally not worried about this country. I am sure it there could be civil war.
But that is crap. They are not organized. Maybe lots of riot if the Clerics start telling them
to riot. It is their leadership. The leaders are not good people.
But Basra is close. 4-5 hours. I could take the bus down, and a train back. One man
is telling me that the train goes all the way to Turkey. But his is sort of old. Nice man
but gets his ideas a little confused. He is a Missionary. I am searching the right nickname.
Peter is calling him... "Born Again Bob" He means well. But it probably the Christian version
of a Zealot. He definitely talks about God. I got some great insight about Babylon from him.
He has been all over the world. This is really strange though. I have been in a lot of very
poor places. (Iraq is not on this list. It is rich) and most of the time ... No Missionaries.
But you go to a tourist trap. Missionaries. So Bob is a special Missionary to me.
Actually trying in the worst of worlds to do his job.
I will probably go to Basra, and back by Train. Just sounds too much fun.
But if not. I will go to Syria and up to Istabul. In the end. It is the same destination.
One already blazened and another not too sure. Life is Good.
Do not worry about Iraq. They will slowly sort themselve out. OR self destruct.
To me it a simple problem in the end. A religion made to function very well 2500 years ago.
A good plan for then and MTV and Music Videos will crack the church.
Who wants to remain the same and who wants to change.
I have been using the internet in the Palestine Hotel. Very easy and close. But today
I ventured down to another cafe. 1/2 the price and in some ways better. All guys though
and no girls like a normal Iraq culture. So good and bad. The Palestine hotel is normal 5 star
place that makes it like the western world. But I am outside the target zone of the terrorist.
It is not that friendly on the inside anyway. Just a bunch of Arab people sitting around. I almost
never see any western or Americans walking around. A few French and the Stars and Stripe News
people. but all in all. They must be hermits the normal westerner. OH well. Suppose they are on
assignment. I believe they never walk around in the normal areas. Therefore how would they
know what the normal people think? But on BBC I here them say,.... blah blah blah.
There was a pro ... chase down the killers march in front of the Hotel today.
There is a guy in the Hotel by the name of Raphael or something close.
He was inside the Mosque making a documentary of the new rulers of Iraq when
the sermon ended and he left the main area it exploded. His footage or film will
probably be on the world new tommorrow or tonight.
The virus that is circling the globe is sending me over 200 emails per day. It completely filled my email box yesterday.
If you wrote and it came back. This is the reason. Please send again.
I am surrounded by people that say they are in danger. I feel safer then anywhere I have been in Iraq.
The biggest danger so far is probably using the internet in the Palestine Hotel.
It is a target. I wonder why a person would live inside a target? But if they really wanted that feeling of danger, I could
take them to some places where they would be sure they were in danger. (Not in Iraq)
If a person is to die in Iraq. It is the same chance as getting in a car accident. If you do the wrong thing and are
in the wrong place. It is your time. Unless of course you volunteer to be a Target. I am hobo. Below the radar...
What was it like for me to see the graves. Spontaneous crying and I am not sure when or why I am wanting to cry still.
I went to Babylon today. We learned of a mass murder grave 10 kilometers north of Babylon.
I suppose it is Gods will that I witnessed this, it was not mine at work.
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