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Five Things Obama Won’t Tell You About the End in Iraq
03 Aug 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
“As the Iraqi security forces stand up, coalition forces can stand down,” George W. Bush said in 2005 with oracular brevity.
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Orpheus’s Error
18 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Taking cover from death, I live in a tomb. My CHU (Containerized Housing Unit) is tightly girded by twelve-foot-high concrete T-walls.
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The Life and Opinions of Captain Donald Lipscomb
17 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
My Vietnamese name is Le Hoang Dung. My American name is Donald Lipscomb.
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City of Trash
14 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
After the post-election glow, Baghdad is back in the real world. The streets are clogged with vehicles honking and people hawking.
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The Hurt Locker 2
10 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Three days after Iraqis voted amid a barrage of bombs and Hollywood awarded Kathryn Bigelow’s The Hurt Locker six Academy Awards (including Best Picture and Best Director), I’m at Baghdad’s General Counter Explosive Directorate, the center of Iraq’s Explosive Ordnance Disposal programs.
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Baghdad: Election Day
08 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Under the quarter moon, in the high beams of their armored vehicles, US soldiers are gearing up for the most important day of the Iraq War.
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Inside the Citadel
06 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Friday. A day for prayer. Two days before the national elections. Still warm and sunny.
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Policing the International Zone
05 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Pickup trucks, SUVs, military trucks, Humvees, fire trucks, ambulances. Honking. Singing. It all looks like a big tailgate party.
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Entry Control
05 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
The sky over Baghdad is deep blue. Last night’s rain has washed the air spick-and-span. The day billows with promise—all green palms and golden mosques.
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Getting My Press Credentials
04 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
“Lock the back door.” The voice of our turret gunner is loud but calm, almost weary, like the voice of a steward on a commercial flight from New York to Paris.
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