A one-time school project gone terribly, terribly wrong.

18 July 2006

Internalising the Conflict

Tonight I am battling ants for control of my vestibule. I spray them with vinegar and watch them twist and die. I crush them beneath my thumb with a satisfying crunch. I lay poison for them to take home to kill their brethren. When I finish, the ground is littered with tiny corpses.

And I cannot help myself from thinking:

Is this how an Israeli pilot feels?


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