Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Desolate Roads

Michael Yon:
This went on for what seemed liked several minutes. Long enough so that the gunner and everyone in the Humvee would be dead if the smiling man pushed a button in his pocket. I practically screamed at the gunner to at least fire a warning shot. Had our places been switched, I would have killed the man several minutes earlier. The smiling man with his hands in his pockets sidled right up next the Humvee door. As is my habit when I am about to die, I took a picture.