The War Turns Personal
For the first time, the government’s idiotic adventure in Iraq has threatened someone I know.
The Guardian today confirmed that its Baghdad correspondent Rory Carroll, an Irish citizen, is missing, believed kidnapped, in Iraq.
Rory Carroll, 33, was on assignment in Baghdad earlier today when he went missing. It is believed Mr Carroll may have been taken by a group of armed men.
The Guardian is urgently seeking information about Mr Carroll’s whereabouts and condition.
I try to keep my personal life out of this blog, so suffice it to say that Carroll has close ties to my family.
I fucking hate war.
UPDATE: I still hate war, but this is very good news.
ANOTHER UPDATE: Here’s his account:
Angling my head it was possible to see sagging powerlines, crumbling houses, sheep grazing on rubbish, traffic. I waved a foot to try to catch the attention of a trucker. It was rammed back on to the floor. The driver, stocky and stubbly, turned with a toothy grin and said “Tawhid al-Jihad". Otherwise known as Abu Musab al-Zarqawi’s al-Qaida in Iraq, the beheaders of Ken Bigley. I stopped breathing.