Wilson, the owner of the site, is proud of displaying the photographs. He popped up himself in the discussions on Cobban's blog to say: "I think everyone should see them. This is a side of the war that is shown from the soldiers THEMSELVES. Where else can you go see that?"
He is proud of free expression as a mark of civilisation (though, for legal reasons, the site is hosted in the Netherlands, and not Florida where he lives). At the head of each column of pictures is an uplifting paragraph denouncing censorship, which starts: "America isn't easy. America is advanced citizenship."
"It is", says Cobban, "like finding Mistah Kurtz, sitting in the middle of the black jungle, surrounded by heads on stakes."
08:59
Dictatorship breathing down my neck and got in early - on time enough to eat hearty breakfasts, coffees and reads of papers
09:00
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| Plumpey the Great, 40bc |
10:00
As it is strong, flexible and absorbs shocks without splintering, the toughest timber in Ireland or the UK is ash.
10.12
It's all about good basics.
10:32
A glass maze, where you walk into walls and corners without seeing them.
10:49
It's not fair how some people do lots of stuff and some do chagalle. Life is not fair and I don't ever remember anyone telling me that it was gonna be!
12.27
Just heard about how the derogatory phrase "jackeen", which country folk apply to Dubs, came about. Apparently, Queen Vic was on tour here around 1903 to give the natives a shake up, ask them to volunteer for the Boer War. When she came over, all the Dubliners lined the streets waving British Flags or Union Jacks - hence the contemptuous phrase. I said "Good job they weren't waving their underpants or they'd have been called 'jockeens'."
Fun.
13.51
I get the feeling nunchucks would impress me if they were ever produced and added to a discussion.
14:01
Confidential phonecalls about secret things.
14.07
"Hey baby, my phone is smaller than that creep's! Come on now.'"
14.14
"Oh but some day baby, you ain't gonna trouble me, any more!"
15.44
"Engineering proof of concept."
16.02
From the morning I set off and in the afternoon I arrived, still having not completed my journey, which then became an evening of mileage and suddenly I hit a wall.
16:03
Burning out the clutch awaiting the promise of more and better everythings.
16.04
There is only a certain limited amount of irrational idiocy to go around, but there is a clot of it here in this building.
16:05
Could do a better job on the website with me flute. Could also get a B in basic Bus Org in my Intercert. Could always leave for the day's last meeting at 4 never to return. Could be blonde and just comically poor at my job. Could be all of the above.
16:16
Sucked into pouring our brains out on a keyboard in a constant pressure environment.
18:40
Sun is high and low, in and out, bright and obscured.
