The only channels
the television set at the Birthday Palace in downtown Tikrit seemed
able to receive were regional variations of the Armed Forces Network.
I watched an American police drama as I waited for a convoy to take
me back to Camp Britney. It was interrupted about every ten minutes
or so by patriotic messages or practical advice for soldiers. Paul
Newman appeared to endorse a scheme to provide temporary lodgings
for the families of service personnel who were hospitalised, there
was a brief focus on the beauty and uniqueness of the state of Texas,
a couple of historical plugs on people and places that helped make
America great, a year-end message of support from the Secretary
of the Air Force, and a reminder of the civilian benefits of military
research (in this case the GPS system). And in the police drama
they got the bad guy in the end.
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