that’s bad, I know, I should be making more of an effort to stay in touch with what is goind down in the country my continent-mates just got barely finished invading. But it’s not imeadiatley clear how you would do that.

on the plus side, Kevin Sites seems, as far as I can tell, to be a relatively good connection. I don’t know what sort of material NBC puts on the air from him, but his blog feels awfully honest.

a lot of his posts have as much to do with what it’s like to be a reporter in Iraq as with the larger issues in the war, but those posts convince me that I from now on want at least half of all news stories to be about what it’s like to be the reporter, just so I can feel comfortable trying to interpret their views on the ‘real’ stories.

all of this is a long way of pointing out that there is another good post up on Kevin Site’s blog.

It is for me, a strangely omniscient view of both the occupier and the occupied. In a way it is debilitating. I empathize with each, but sense no convictions for either, nodding with understanding at the explanation from both sides.

But this night while I sleep behind the concrete walls of one of Saddam’s former palaces, now the Brigade HQ, I will dream that I have made a wrong turn in Tikrit — driving my royol blue “Brinks” truck down an unfamiliar side street — at the end of the road is an angry man wearing a red kaffiyeh, demanding to know who I am.