Apr 14, 2024
“You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you”.
//An anatomy of rains
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“You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you”.
//An anatomy of rains
George Grosz, Punishment (Strafe). Watercolor and opaque watercolor on paper, 1934. Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Erich Cohn. Object number: 169.1934. MOMA.
UNESCO chief says latest destruction in Syria's Palmyra sites is 'war crime'
#UNESCO chief says latest destruction in Syria's Palmyra sites is '#warcrime'
The head of the United Nations cultural agency said on Friday that the destruction of the Tetrapylon and the facade of the Roman Theatre in the Syrian city of Palmyra by Islamic State militants was a “new war crime.” (more…)
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UNESCO chief says latest destruction in Syria's Palmyra sites is 'war crime'
#UNESCO chief says latest destruction in Syria's Palmyra sites is '#warcrime'
The head of the United Nations cultural agency said on Friday that the destruction of the Tetrapylon and the facade of the Roman Theatre in the Syrian city of Palmyra by Islamic State militants was a “new war crime.” (more…)
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My heart is racing and my skin is cold. Another night in battle. I have to ask myself, Will it ever end? The answer is no, I know that. This is my job…. This is what I signed up for right? A defender of freedom and democracy? I like to tell myself that, But I know the truth. I was nothing but a foolish kid who could be manipulated into pulling a trigger. It’s always been that way, war for profit. one old man orders a young man to kill another young man and gets paid. God bless America My punishment for what I've done Is forever. Dreams of faces both friend and foe haunt me. I see and hear them every night. I wake up in so much pain and fear that I sometimes wish for death… But it never comes. Forced to hear the screams of children and families mourning for the ones they lost. Brother and sisters gone away never to be held again. Echoes of mortar shells and tank fire rings through my head, I can always hear them, eternity on the battlefield. This is my punishment.
Tommy Lee Butler, 88M Army, Iraq