Thursday, April 9, 2009

Sping 2004

Welcome to Sarajevo

If someone wrote a book about your life...would anyone want to read it? That was an army commercial like more in one year than you in your whole life. Remembering Bosnia I know what they did for the first elections; the war ended because most were exhausted and now that the Americans had finally arrived some one would keep score.
Sometimes faith has real practical uses. There were many people in Bosnia before the American army arrived. Internationals were accepted as witnesses blinded by sorrow. Spotting someone who has stole more than his fair share was real easy. UN troops sold cigarettes at black market prices so everyone was in the game; the real growth industry is honesty and transparency there is a reason the dollar is so weak and the euro so strong
There is a simple lesson to learn from the corruption of the term civil society. Under the eastern bloc governance made little sense; not for the reasons you would think. Basically over there was an agrarian reality. Marx never preached to the farmer. Civil society developed in this idyllic eastern Jeffersonian context. The majority of citizenry were left the majority of time alone to their own devices. History is written in the city.
That is where their forces remained deployed; specifically locked away on their bases. Where would you spend the night? They didn’t speak the language nor drink the water. Brown and Root bought it from Kuwaitis and had it all trucked over land through Turkey.
On the other side of the iron curtain developed civil society; the terminology does not apply to your grant proposal. The buzz words decapitate ideals; Haiti bleeds their ancient school. Realism, two camps and the Himalayas; certain words have undeniable persistence.
Soldiers never really fit in in uniforms…peace brother.

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