To: TigerPaw who wrote (4217 ) 10/30/2003 7:45:22 PM From: Brumar89 Read Replies (2) | Respond to Here is his "about me" site - it has his picture also. Pretty clear he's for real. A leftwinger like many on this thread should like him - he's an athiest and humanist too.healingiraq.blogspot.com About me The next morning, I got my 'fierce fight'. We woke up on heavy bombings and helicopter sounds in our neighbourhood. The Americans were here! Explosions were all around us, our windows were shaking violently, we heard bullets everywhere. We didn't have any idea about what was going on. It didn't sound like a few party members resisting, it was a very organized resistance. This went on for 6 hours which were the most terrible I have ever experienced in my life. They went on forever. After it all ended we heard that some Arab Mujahedeen and Iraqi Fedayeen had took refuge in our area and were responsible for the heavy resistance. Their bodies were all over the place. Our neighbourhood looked terrible. It was a warzone. We thought our area would be the safest, but we were wrong. Our area was one of three areas in Baghdad that witnessed the bloodiest resistance against American forces. My uncle was so proud of that fact. But there were still no Americans to be seen, only a couple of helicopters. The next day however, a long convoy of American vehicles stormed through our street. I stood in front of the house watching, M1 Bradleys, Humvees, Abrams tanks, APC's. I was impressed. Most of the Americans were so so young. They waved at us, and I waved back. Everyone in the street looked happy. I was surprised to find my uncle standing at the door, his face violet red with rage, he was plucking his hair from his head and shouting, I didn't at first realize what he was saying, his mouth was frothy and he was shaking his fists at me, he was so ashamed and enraged about the fact that I was waving to the 'invading' Americans. I thought he was having a fit or something, because he looked like someone losing it. 'Wait and see tommorrow when they will come into our houses and rape our women! You wouldn't wave then, would you', 'How could you dare to wave to zionist imperialists in front of my house?!', something like that. We almost got into a fight, but people seperated us. I felt so humiliated for being shouted at in front of everyone from our neighbourhood. I haven't talked to him to this day, although he lives next door. healingiraq.blogspot.com
