An Attempt To Cover Civilians Fleeing The North West Front Of Mosul. Just The Way It Goes Sometimes

…a long term photojournalist embedded with the ERD – presents Ahmed with a taser. We all look on in horror. It’s a gift that goes down exceptionally well. With Ahmed. Not so much with Makeen. Though Makeen does go down, all the way to the ground.

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Driving to Badush takes hours. It’s not really so far, the road is just very erratic and largely unpaved and you have to loop down all the way south of Hamam al-Alil and then come all the way back up past West Mosul. But that’s what you have to do if you want to cover the North West Front. Earlier we’d passed the Federal Police base that was attacked by ISIS a week or so previously, causing significant attrition of the line and a number of deaths. As darkness falls and we bump along through the dust, with little to indicate what’s dirt road and what’s not (not being large areas that could well contain IEDs), there’s a definite feeling in the un-armoured car that perhaps territory known to be rife with ISIS isn’t the best place to be bumping along in the dark with no weapons (not that most of us would know how to use a gun if we had one). Continue reading “An Attempt To Cover Civilians Fleeing The North West Front Of Mosul. Just The Way It Goes Sometimes”

We Will Understand Only What We Are Shown

I’d like to investigate ways to promote showing people that our sames outweigh our differences and that the issues and conflicts we are likely to face over the next few decades will be a whole lot more pleasant and less death inducing if we act like it.

Fed up of stagnating in the Uk, but still not at a significant enough stage of financial ruin or attrition of principles to compromise all the way to a corporate role, I needed a plan. Ideally this plan would involve me doing something that positively contributes to human society/the earth, while at the same time earning enough money to live on and providing enough of a mental or creative challenge to be interesting. Oh and it needed to be something I’d enjoy the execution of (that’s not as far-fetched as it seems, I enjoy the strangest of things). Continue reading “We Will Understand Only What We Are Shown”