Tag Archives: Terrorism
Behind the wall.
It takes a while for me to get the hang of Checkpoint 300. Eventually a corridor in nude concrete and steel, half prison half abattoir, delivers me in a street cul-de-sac’d by the wall. Closed shops and scraps of paper … Continue reading
Posted in Israel, Middle East, Palestine
Tagged Abu, Aida, Amman, Arafat, Army, Art, Asia, Banksy, Bethlehem, Bibi, Camp, Concrete, Flash bang, Graffiti, Hamas, Hezbollah, Holy Land, Islam, Israel, Jesus, Manger, Middle East, Nasrallah, Nativity Square, Palestine, Peace, Peace in the Middle East, People, People watching, Photography, Rachel, Rain, Refugee, Religion, Road, Roadblock, Security Wall, Segregation, Settlement, Skunk water, Sponge granate, Stencils, Stinger granade, Street photography, Terrorism, Tomb, TWA 840, UN, Urban photography, Wall, Walled Off, Walled Off Hotel, Yassin, Yitzhak Rabin
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Monochrome Kashgar.
I had plans for more stories from Xinjiang; however, the more I try to put pen to paper the more I realise I don’t want to add words to what I’ve already said. What I do have are some photos. … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, China, Xinjiang
Tagged Army, Arrests, Asia, Border, Border patrol, Brainwashing, CCTV, Central Asia, Chairman, Chen, Chen Quanguo, China, Concentration camps, Foreigners, Id Kah, Irkeshtam, Irkeshtam border, Islam, Islamist, Jiefang, Kashgar, Kashgar old town, Kyrgyzstan, Kyrgyzstan - Xinjiang, Land crossing, Mao, Mosque, Mountains, Music, People, Peter Robb, Photography, Police, Qomuz, Re-education camps, Religion, Repression, Soldiers, Street photography, Surveillance, Terrorism, Tourism, Travel, Truck, Turkestan, Turkic, Urban photography, Urumqi, Uyghur, Uzbekistan, Xinjiang, Zedong
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Nobody speak. A Xinjiang journal.
Why coming here? I loathe the term dark tourism. Yet why am I here? I’m not an activist, a journalist, somebody with a higher sense of purpose. My only answer is because it’s there. Because I want to see it with my own eyes. … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Central Asia, China, Kyrgyzstan, Xinjiang
Tagged Army, Arrests, Asia, Border, Border patrol, Brainwashing, CCTV, Central Asia, Chairman, Chen, Chen Quanguo, China, China Cables, Concentrated Education and Training, Concentration camps, Foreigners, Id Kah, Irkeshtam, Irkeshtam border, Islam, Islamist, Jiefang, Kashgar, Kashgar old town, Kyrgyzstan, Kyrgyzstan - Xinjiang, Land crossing, Mao, Mosque, Mountains, Music, People, Peter Robb, Photography, Police, Qomuz, Re-education camps, Religion, Repression, Soldiers, Street photography, Surveillance, Terrorism, Tourism, Travel, Truck, Turkestan, Turkic, Urban photography, Urumqi, Uyghur, Uzbekistan, Xinjiang, Zedong
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A cosy red dot away from it all.
You feel it’s a different place from the very moment the jetway disgorges you into the main concourse at Changi Airport. It’s a quick walk on the world’s plushiest, softest carpet to immigration, past ornate flowerbeds erupting with tropical plants, … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Singapore
Tagged Asia, Baghdad street, Caning, Changi airport, Equator, Expat, Fear, Fearmongering, Financial district, Indonesia, Little India, Malacca, Malaysia, Marina Bay Sands, MTR, Orchids, Peace, Police, Red dot, Rioting, SG Secure, Singapore, Skyline, Social peace, Strait, Terrorism, Travel
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Weren’t all they supposed to be madmen?
Lunatics. Zealots. Religious fanatics. These were a few of the attributes that friends and acquaintances slapped on the people of Iran whenever the topic came up. Unrequested opinions were offered, together with garbled memories of articles penned down by the … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Iran
Tagged Asia, Christianity, Farsi, Fox news, Hezbollah, Iran, Isfahan, Islam, Middle East, People, Street, Street photography, Terrorism, Travel
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Out of the news and into real life: when terrorism strikes close by.
When travelling, there are a few risks one can manage. A bout of Delhi belly can be avoided by not having a salad (or by accepting the inevitability of trotters; after all, doing nothing is an alternative). Being mugged in … Continue reading
A voyage into Israel’s psyche: Masada.
From The Wars of the Jews or History of the Destruction of Jerusalem, by Flavius Josephus. There sprang up another sort of robbers in Jerusalem, which were called Sicarii, who slew men in the day time, and in the midst of … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Israel
Tagged ben Yehuda, Dead Sea, Ein Gedi, Eleazar ben Ya'ir, Flavius Josephus, IDF, Israel, Jewish, Judaea, Lucius Flavius, Masada, Masada shall not fall again, Roman Empire, Rome, Sicarii, Sicario, Terrorism, Zealots
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Where the vita isn’t dolce.
There are, in every country, in every language, words that have a deeper, more profound meaning than the mere concept they define. Take, for instance, Balaclava: in British English, might be a garment used by bank robbers or motorbikers, but … Continue reading
Posted in Emilia Romagna, Europe, Italy, Politics
Tagged 2 Agosto 1980, Anni di Piombo, Bologna, Bologna Station, Bomb, Bomba, Brigate Rosse, Ciavardini, Fioravanti, Italia, Italy, Italy's Civil War, Marco Biagi, NAR, Politics, Stazione di Bologna, Terrorism, Terrorismo, Years of Lead
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