Someone recently said I sounded “bored” with the world.
It’s my own fault: I read too much history.
Safe towns in Vietnam or Iraq are the safe castles or hilltops during the Hundred-years’ war.
Iraqi snipers schooling to take out occupation troops by one bullet from an unassailable distance through known body armor openings: the English archers taking out the French knights at Agincourt.
I could go on – and on – and on — but… it would be boring.
We may know history, but the events are always wearing a different costume — so we’re condemned to repeat it anyway.