It seems that the more places I see and experience, the bigger I realize the world to be. The more I become aware of, the more I realize how relatively little I know of it, how many places I have still to go, how much more there is to learn.
Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life — and travel — leaves marks on you.
The journey is part of the experience — an expression of the seriousness of one’s intent. One doesn’t take the A train to Mecca.
Saddam Hussein was executed this morning in Bagdad after being convicted of various attrocities by a court of sorts.
For me his execution is a reminder that in international affairs there is no such thing as morality.
Many of the attrocities for which Hussein was sentenced to death was committed during the time when the USA supported him and his regime. If he never turned against the USA he would probably still have been in power today.
Even if one supports the death penalty – which I do not – the killing of Hussein in these circumstances under the auspices of the USA seems like a stain on the name of the country who is supposed to be the beacon of liberty in our world.
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