I Made a Very Bad Mistake
Iraq was an ugly place, but it was also a dismal time in my life. My memories of the country are colored by my emotions- both the fear, anger, and contempt I felt toward the Iraqis and the grief that recalling my time there brings to the surface now. In all the images I remember from Iraq, the common theme is how dirty and run down the whole place was. Garbage was strewn across every field and piled by the side of every road. Even the intact houses were homely and in need of repair, and wind-blown dirt gave everything … Continue reading →