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In one hour we will board our flight to Turkey, along with a bunch of tourists who hope for warmer
weather compared to Munich, I guess. Begs the question whether we are tourists, too. Going to Syria,
with the aim to help civilians there, most of which are gonna die anyways, now or in the next weeks.
Two white people for a million of brown ones. We are good imperialists, right? Thinking that we can
help the primitives with our superior western skills …

Well, was my idea in the end, so I better don’t write it off right from the start. Also, how many
imperialists have an angel on their side, right? And even without one, its not so hard to be ‚good‘
when compared to most of the forces in Syria right now. In the news channel I have just seen a few
seconds of muted news footage of Turkish airplanes dropping bombs on the city of Afrin. So Turkey
officially is an enemy of Assad, but bombs the troops who fight Assad. Brilliant plan. Reeks like
the bullshit Putin would do in my home country. And triggers my paranoia. Is just the kind of
situation where you better have your assault rifle close. But no assault rifles in the airport.
Especially if you’re going to the Syrian border. дерево. I really need to make sure to get a weapon
when I’m there.

I’m also worried about Ida. Don’t know if she’s ready for this. But neither was I, when I first went
to Afghanistan, and I turned out fine, right? Well, I better be not only bodyguard but also cheerful
sidekick. My favorite role. Funny is my middle name. Irina Funnynowna Taimanov. Well, flight is
called. Let’s fucking roll.