I have long been a fan of Riverbend’s girl blog from Baghdad, about which you may read more in my Lines from a Floating Life (formerly) on Blogspot. She does not post all that often, understandably. Her latest, dated 11 July 2006, is a cracker.
It’s like Baghdad is no longer one city, it’s a dozen different smaller cities each infected with its own form of violence. It’s gotten so that I dread sleeping because the morning always brings so much bad news. The television shows the images and the radio stations broadcast it. The newspapers show images of corpses and angry words jump out at you from their pages, “civil war… death… killing… bombing… rape…”