Don't really have a whole lot to say, am sleepy and looking forward (that's sarcasm) to a busy busy day tomorrow. That being said I want to get into the practice of writing a bit as often as I can.
I have been really concerned with the poor women and children that were taken from the FLDS compound in Texas this week. Someone I work with was saying, "How could these women live like this?" I pointed out that they had been socialized into this culture. Not to mention the fact that many of the women had apparently married as soon as they reached puberty. These men are sick sick puppies.
Last week, I watched this episode of Frontline and was sucked in within about 5 minutes. To the extent that SPOILER when the IED goes off under the truck in front of Sfc. Toby Nunn's {vehicle} I started praying. Out Loud. FERVENTLY.
Bad Voodoo's War re-ignited my interest in war stories. When I was younger I went through a phase where I read and watched every Vietnam story/show/movie I coud lay hands on.
I started at the Frontline Bad Voodoo site. That pointed me toward http://www.milblogging.com/ . Then I was pointed to http://gocomics.typepad.com/the_sandbox/ , Which led me to http://kaboomwarjournal.blogspot.com/ . Fabulous....now I have more addictions. Sigh. Next I'll be picking up nonfiction books about the war. Then....novels...it's gonna be a vicious circle.
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