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Chronicles of a Late-Blooming Child Prodigy

I'm an unrelenting aficionado of Chess, Toastmasters and acoustic music (Celtic and Bluegrass--Turquoisegrass?). Audio and Video Blogging gives my visitors a chance to hear and see my triumvirate of interests in action. Cheers! --GT

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My recurring illusions of grandeur: (1) winning a state-level chess tournament, (2) winning the World Championship of Public Speaking, and (3) playing Flight of the Bumblebee on the guitar at the Annual Flatpicking Championship in Winfield, Kansas. Until then, I'll relish all three pursuits with the enthusiasm and fearlessness of a late-blooming child prodigy. :)

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

The Cost of Freedom

In Mosul today, we lost two Civil Affairs troopers to a car bomb. They didn't know what hit them. What bothers me is that reports came back about a crowd of 50 or 60 gathered to watch my fellow Civil Affairs troopers burn in the fire. Apparently, nobody lifted a finger to help anyone in a US uniform.

If they had known that one of the Americans killed in the suicide attack had implemented several economic programs for the city of Mosul, perhaps they would have done something other than watch the fire. But then again, maybe not.

Ungrateful sons of bitches. Our magnanimity to these barbarians is wearing thin.

posted by Glenn Tolle | 7:58 AM

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