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February 2003
It seems so very strange to be writing in 2003
on the edge of war -
The turn of the Millennium was filled with
concern and paradox but there seemed to be no edge, no precipice
to fall from.
We talk the language of ' dirty bombs ', WMD,
anthrax, smallpox, bombs that will target electrical circuits ~
annihilating the man who walks along the Baghdad street wearing a
pacemaker ....
That which gives him life takes it away in a
searing flash of energy. Cars stall, flashlights die,
incubators flicker and kill, and the people stand stunned by the silence
around them waiting for the next wave.
We must do something. We must still the
terror, and disarm the terrorist. But the world is full of
disinformation and assertion.
There is no truth, no reality, except the wait
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~ and still it rains on Poverty Bay ~
~ and do not
forget the more mundane local threat ~
http://www.cityofseattle.net/emergency_mgt/
http://www.cityofseattle.net/projectimpact/
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