Thursday, 10 September 2009
When Bitten Once, Don't Put Your Hand In The Dog's Mouth Again
If I was this prat I would be hanging my head in shame and so should his employers.
This is the second time he has been taken by hostile elements in a war zone, he does not seem to learn. The body count this time is one woman, a child, an Afghan interpreter and a British Paratrooper to save his sorry arse.
In my years of travelling the world on business you take basic precautions for your personal security, because as a westerner you are fabulously rich compared to the locals and an obvious target for robbery or worse. Being asked for bribes at airports or security roadblocks is notoriously difficult. Usually I pretend to be a nationality that I am not and feign lack of understanding of what is being asked.
When you are in a war zone, you do as you are told and you travel around with big blokes in uniform who have the ability to shoot back, going into hotspots and shouting journalist ! journalist ! does not deflect high velocity rounds.
I have come across many of these types over the years, arrogant, uncaring of who they are putting in harms way and trying to make a name for themselves.
You stay clear of them, and you certainly don't listen to their war stories in the bar.