Bad News

It's a measure of just how cut-off from the life of the world we used to be when spending time in Malaysia that I can recall not actually being aware of the 2003 invasion of Iraq until the Americans were several days into their assault. Oh for such innocence again.

Now both Noi and I seem to be picking up on every nuance of what's going on in the Middle East, which engenders a curious low-lying, simmering anger in us both. The anger of helplessness in the face of brazen injustice.