July 16, 2007


My husband and I found out we're not "cruise people" when he got back from Iraq. We hated it, and we don't really plan to do it again. But there's something so darned alluring about those right-wing nutjob cruises, you know, the ones with D'Souza and Steyn and Davis freaking Hanson. Now that I might like to do someday.

So I had a good chuckle at Venomous Kate's fisking of a reporter who "infiltrated" the nutjob cruise. I felt this reporter's pain on our cruise, where our dinner partners were much more interested in discussing the evils of our tablemate's pharmaceutical job than the evils my husband had just fought in Iraq. Poor thing didn't fit in, but at least her shipmates were nice to her; ours just accused us of lying.

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1 The family and I took a cruise along Greece and Italy after I got back from Iraq the first time. There was a ship allowing servicemembers coming back from Iraq to book for half-price, and about 75% of those onboard were military families. I almost took it. But then I realized at that time the last thing I wanted to do was be on a ship full of guys with military haircuts who would be talking on and on about Iraq! (guys can't help it, me included). So I booked us on a ship full of Italians instead, and had the time of my life. Hardly anyone spoke English, and that's just the way I wanted it. The upper decks were full of topless sunbathers. A true getaway from the normal grind.

Posted by: John Rohan at July 17, 2007 04:52 AM (BfPzY)

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