When You're Older

I wear my passions on my sleeve. I will probably need to work on covering those passions when I become a full-time journalist, but right now, I am really kind of upfront. Some people say this is what is good about me, I am hoping they aren't incorrect. ;)

Because I am so forward, most everyone knows about my particular political passions. Those being, of course, my insane interest in the Middle East. I'm freaky, I like war. No, no, not to see people die. If we could fight without killing anyone, well, I would be happy. Having some sort of like for war is bitter sweet. You should never, as a decent human being, get excited that Israel has gone to war with a Arab nation. But, then again, how could you not? The news pouring in from the countries in strife, reporters catching flights to stand in the desert, Kevlar clad and dirty. And there is always something fascinating in the New York Times, everyday there is something new to read. This is why I love war. I'm sick--a sick kid. But, I don't enjoy the murder, I don't enjoy the casualties, I enjoy the politics. (And, I'll be honest now, I do not like military histories. Do not recommend a book about past military expeditions...I don't care. Unless it's a book about Middle Eastern military history...I might be able to make an exception there.)

It's not just war. Seriously...it's not. I'm generally fascinated with the region. The culture, the religion, the people. Society and politics. It's a very productive obsession.

I am not entirely positive why I am saying all of this...I suppose to let it be known were my interests lie, and what I would like to be commentating on. I think that is probably important. Although, I am liable to comment on anything....

Anyway, this post was basically to outline why I care. Haha.

Also...can anyone guess my favorite Middle Eastern country?

I really need some more readers....

...seriously.

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