"Don't you ever feel like you've gotten yourself in too deep?"
So read a single line in an email from a good friend. It stuck out like a sore thumb.
Today, I was more actively recruited by Fallujah's armed resistance. I kept telling them that my life goal was to fix people, not to break them, but they kept trying.
It became obvious yesterday that nobody would touch me until I passed Mujahideen Security Clearance, so I knew that I had to keep playing ball. I went to a couple more interrogations (all friendly, I promise) and finally ended up at the "last" one. At this point, I realized that they were really freaked out by my laptop (out of my possession still). They were not only unable to peruse it, but even unable to get it to boot properly.
They kept driving me in cars full of machine guns and bazookas and RPGs, sometimes stopping to check on fighters or resupply them.
I again made myself clear on the armed thing. I'm being pushed, but I keep saying no. In the end, I told my keepers that if they tried to take me to a place with fighting without my expressed consent, I would let them kill me before picking up a gun.
In too deep? God...
tarek