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Baghdad Solitaire

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Leslie Cockburn
Leslie Cockburn

Leslie Cockburn is an American writer renowned for her investigative journalism and exposé books. Born on September 2, 1952, she has had a career that spans a wide range of issues, including the environment, politics, and social justice. more

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“Why did you bother coming here at all?" "For my work. That's my profession. Writing about important things that are happening in the world." "I'm curious to know what exactly you wrote about Gulu. What important thing has been happening here in our town?" "Do you think what I do is of no significance?" She gestured impatiently. "Others have come here too, asked the children questions and then gone away, and at least it was all cut-and-dried. But you came back. I thought it was going to be different. What did you come back for? ... You barged into our lives, and now you've got cold feet. What are you afraid of? You got too close to us, right?”

“The idea for the Guild first came up at a party. Your father and I met there and, well, I suppose that's a story all its own. But we were both frustrated by the media at the time. We set out to tell the truth when everyone else seemed set on choosing sides. We had grand ideas about how far we could reach. … Back then, we knew we should be careful, but we had no idea how dangerous it would turn out to be.”

“Jane had tried that with Mothers Group and failed. She just couldn't relate to those bright, chatty women and their bubbly conversations about husbands who weren't "stepping up" and renovations that weren't finished before the baby was born and that hilarious time they were so busy and tired they left the house without putting on any makeup! (Jane, who was wearing no makeup at the time, and never wore makeup, had kept her face blank and benign, while she inwardly shouted: What the fuck?)”

“As she placed the stack near the other clothing, she glanced over her shoulder to see Brynn fiddling with the end of her braid. "Rhiannon, I don't mean to pry, but would you like some help with your hair?" Rhiannon sent her a wry, half smile. "It's that noticeable, is it?" "Well," Brynn paused, dipping her chin as she shoved her hands in her pockets, "not really... mostly." "I'm hopeless, you can say it," Rhiannon laughed. "Yes, please, I would appreciate any help you can give. My handmaidens always took care of such things and I never had any sense to learn to do it myself.”