Life seems to be becoming more and more sad. But then, more and more happy. I am trying to aim at the happy. Life is a precious gift.
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Oh, this is a sad one! Seems so wrong that these are just left alone to detonate whenever. Soul crushing to think about. Nice job with a difficult topic Lance!
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I met dozens of landmine victims in my travels in SE Asia. In Laos and Cambodia, one doesn’t stray from marked paths, ever.
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Teela, thank you.
I shouda spent more time on it, but I just had that Neil Young song in me head…
Thanks for reading
And tanks, tanks, ever tanks, for stopping by…
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During my three years in Sinai, several deaths occurred from landmines. Some human, lots camel. Some Bedouin, mostly UN. No ‘Mericans. The Bedouins would get pissed (and rightly so) when their camels died, but then, those folks had been in the Sinai for a thousand years. They had seem much travesty. I believe the Israelis had been clearing the mine fields after the Six Day War, but gave up after the Yom Kippur War in ’73. The mine fields were mostly clearly marked, but the sand often obscured the markings. It was always somewhat of Russian Roulette when driving in the Sinai. Sometimes the wind would uncover the mine fields. They always impressed me with their geometric beauty. Deadly, but someone had placed them ‘just so’ and… Well the most hysterical sight I ever saw was a group of UNEF soldiers clearing a mine field. They were Polish. I don’t wanna get into that here, but I may blog about it.
Thank you very much for sharing my mind, er, mine experience. This is a true story. I have more bizarro shit to relate.
–Lance
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And the US still hasn’t signed the Ottawa treaty banning mines, because evidently it is OK to mine Korea.
It is a gift! If you haven’t heard of Justin Townes Earle I think you would really like his music. I’m so sad because he recently passed away.
https://www.billboard.com/articles/news/9440047/justin-townes-earle-death-likely-overdose
Life seems to be becoming more and more sad. But then, more and more happy. I am trying to aim at the happy. Life is a precious gift.
Oh, this is a sad one! Seems so wrong that these are just left alone to detonate whenever. Soul crushing to think about. Nice job with a difficult topic Lance!
I met dozens of landmine victims in my travels in SE Asia. In Laos and Cambodia, one doesn’t stray from marked paths, ever.
🙂
Teela, thank you.
I shouda spent more time on it, but I just had that Neil Young song in me head…
Thanks for reading
And tanks, tanks, ever tanks, for stopping by…
During my three years in Sinai, several deaths occurred from landmines. Some human, lots camel. Some Bedouin, mostly UN. No ‘Mericans. The Bedouins would get pissed (and rightly so) when their camels died, but then, those folks had been in the Sinai for a thousand years. They had seem much travesty. I believe the Israelis had been clearing the mine fields after the Six Day War, but gave up after the Yom Kippur War in ’73. The mine fields were mostly clearly marked, but the sand often obscured the markings. It was always somewhat of Russian Roulette when driving in the Sinai. Sometimes the wind would uncover the mine fields. They always impressed me with their geometric beauty. Deadly, but someone had placed them ‘just so’ and… Well the most hysterical sight I ever saw was a group of UNEF soldiers clearing a mine field. They were Polish. I don’t wanna get into that here, but I may blog about it.
Thank you very much for sharing my mind, er, mine experience. This is a true story. I have more bizarro shit to relate.
–Lance
And the US still hasn’t signed the Ottawa treaty banning mines, because evidently it is OK to mine Korea.
Great poem. 🙂