In one of the posts down there I wrote that I seem to have only one Iraqi reader, well i was wrong. I have two and a half (half Iraqi half Chinese). what is really exciting is that the second reader is a girl here in baghdad, she’s 23 years old and is a computer geek (well, engineer), and she agreed to write something for the blog. she will go by the name “riverbend”. pleae give her a warm welcome, i hope she decides to join the weblog and write as often as she can in the next couple of weeks, without further ado i give you “Riverbend”

Salam, you’ve reminded me that we have to get to
duct-taping the windows (did you use an ‘X’ pattern or
the traditional ‘*’?). [Salam: the * star is good but with particularly big windows I have been using a plus and Xs in each quadrant].We’ve all been talking about the
war, discussing the possibilities, implications, etc.
but it really hit me yesterday when I got home and ‘lo
and behold! There were no pictures or paintings on the
walls! So I asked, stupidly, “Where are all the
pictures?” I was told that they’ve been ‘put away’
because who knew what might come tumbling down if a
bomb fell particularly close… I then pointed to a
funky black steel chandelier that no one seems to pay
any attention to and reminded them that it should be a
more immediate worry, not the pictures… It is
beginning to look like a Gothic death trap. I have
visions of it coming down on my head…

Otherwise, yes, we are living normally- going to work,
cleaning house, eating, drinking. Life doesn’t stand
still every time America threatens war. It gets more
difficult, true enough, but it goes on- which, by the
way, is driving the foreign journalists crazy. They
want some action here and seeing people go about their
daily lives is just a waste of time and film, it seems.

Be careful with the gasoline, Salam, a whole family
burned to death the other day because their gasoline
storing facilities weren’t adequate (is that considered
‘friendly fire’?)- hope you’ve got it stored in a safe
place.[Salam:yeah we saw that on TV, pretty nasty, my mother freaked ofcourse] We’ve stocked up on candles (dozens of ‘em) but
my mother is starting to eye my collection of scented
candles anyway. So you can anticipate the scene-
hundreds of bombs flying overhead, the deafening sound
of planes, blended with murmured prayers, in a
semi-dark room smelling faintly of… lavender. And that
smell will forever be consecrated in my mind along with
the rest of the ‘war memories’- candles, duct tape,
kerosene lamps and lavender…

On a not-quite-completely-different subject- I had a
flash of déjà vu this morning while reading the news-
did you read this
? *sigh* Aren’t the
Americans *ever* going to get tired of war?

riverbend

the next time,if riverbend decides to join she will be part of this group blog (yes it was supposed to be a group blog but raed is such a lazy bastard). I’ll be happy to forward ant mail to her until she makes up her mind whether to put her addy here or not.
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