Well, I wanted to write something snappy about what's in a name, as Saigon is Ho Chi Minh City these days. I'm in the center of town, in an area that still gets called Saigon, though. Had a very heavy day visiting sites dedicated to remembering the American War of aggression. Should be a required stop for anybody who wants to understand what the world once thought and very well thinks again regarding the US policy of destruction and misdirection. No Iraq is not Vietnam, but almost 40 years later there is a palpable sense that win-or-lose nobody likes getting picked on by a super power. And if we want to tackle baddies in their tunnels, we might want to read the history books a little more closely.
Alas, that is not what I came here to see, but a byproduct of where I am. Saigon/Ho Chi Minh City, the capitol of Vietnam. A crowded city filled with motorbikes and noodle stalls. A place where youth rules, and old ladies sell fruit on the street. A friendly if crowded city that on a good day probably points to hopeful directions for the developing world. A day in the smoggy, steamy streets has left me a little to drained to digest anything more than a tasty dinner....
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