Through the Eyes of a Child.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3iNFN5RE7B4


Give a Child a Camera.

Then give a Palestinian Child a Camera.

The Killers in Uniform.

osted: 16:17 Friday, March 23 2007
Staff Sgt. Frank Wuterich, a US Marine, has admitted shooting 5 unarmed, Iraqi men, in the back.

Wuterich, and 3 other Marines are charged with Murder and the killings of two dozen Iraqi men, women and children on November 19, 2005, in Haditha.

On an interview with 60 Minutes, a US News/Chat programme, Wuterich said that he regretted the deaths, BUT would do it AGAIN.
His reasons -'because he believed the men had hostile intent toward the Marines'.


I believe War achieves NOTHING. Not this War but all Wars.

What it does to the Civilians of the Country and the Soldiers is to dehumanise them. To make random acts of violence 'the norm'. Even against Women and Children.

Thought for the future...

Sgt Wuterich, his comrades and ALL involved in War will one day have to lead a 'normal' life again.

I doubt very much that they can.

Free Speech Is No More.

Another site hosting my blogs have demanded I 'pull' photographs of Palestinian children killed in the recent troubles with Israel.

The reason I posted them was because the Media ignore the Palestinian suffering.

I have watched the horror of Man's inhumanity to Man. Especially, the last few years. Brought to us by Billionaire Moguls and presented with popcorn in the safe,warm seats of our Western homes.

Afghanistan, Iraq, Palestine et al.

The coverage is NOT fair and unbiased.
We are NOT being told or shown the REAL truth.

When an Israeli child is killed or injured by Palestinian bullies, the Media seem to SCREAM the news.
(And rightly so, perhaps. The death of young innocence, of any nationality, should be the spur to try a different approach)

So why, when a Palestinian child is killed or injured by Israeli bullies, is it different ?

There is little, if any coverage by the World's Media.

The photographs I have posted have not been on National TV.They have not made National newspapers.

I, myself, only posted them so they could be seen by people.
It was my way of easing my own conscience of living in a safe, free world.
I remember weeping when I got the pictures and uploaded them to my various sites.
They are OBSCENE.

And so are WE for allowing and abetting TRUTH to be censored.

1000 deaths in Ten Years

Two journalists die every week and have been for the last 10 years.

Though many are accidents, including incidents of 'friendly fire', many are MURDERED.

We have the recent deaths in Russia. An ex KGB agent turned journalist falling(!) to his death.He was investigating the murder of Anna Politkovskaya, shot while compiling evidence of Russian Government complicity in Chechen atrocities.

There is growing suspicion that the 2006 attack on a Russian school may have been a 'False Flag'. Criminals in the Russian Government organising an attack on their own people to further their interests in neighbouring countries.

In Rio, 2002, Tim Lopez, was tortured, killed and his body then set on fire, while investigating Drug and Sex rings, that included children, in the slums of the city.

No-one has been arrested for these murders.
For some, there is not even a police investigation.

Why are not members of the World Press demanding the criminals responsible be held accountable ?

World Press Freedom Day, in May, would be a great time to start.

Visiting Siabreen's Grave.

Well, nearly 3 years after Siabreen died, I found the grave.

I had been worried about my feelings and what I may do.
I didnt want to weep uncontrollably, or worse, desecrate the grave.

Siabreen had been cremated and there was only this marker.

I felt nothing !

Visiting Siabreen's grave.

On Tuesday, I discovered where my ex partner, Siabreen, is buried.

The knowledge has caused turmoil with my emotions; also with my body.
The glands of my groin are swollen and sometimes painful.
My thoughts are full of bile, then swing to our LOVE remembered.

It has been an amazing roller-coaster of rediscovered (suppressed) memories and feelings, beautiful, sad and sometimes hateful.

When she first died, I had the thought of desecrating the grave. Payback for the things she had said and done.
My anger was very strong, July 2004.

Now,it is different. I AM different.

It is my intention to visit her grave tomorrow (saturday).
I can feel the sadness welling up even now.
What will I do ?
Cry like a baby.
Shout at her and God.

My prayer is that I FORGIVE her completely
and am finally able to release her.

A conclusion to our most amazing journey together, which started 18 years ago.
Producing our daughter, Grace, as proof that fear and medical conditions need not stand in the way of dreams !