But on to the real story. You know, Sun-Tzu once said "lure them with the orthodox then strike with the unorthodox". Well, I intend to have this story lure with the orthodox (Turkey), and
then strike with the unorthodox...
Behold, more Turkey:
Yes, as I post this message, it's about 5:30 in the morning on the East Coast of the United States, where we are celebrating one of the most American of holidays--Black Friday. Forget Thanksgiving. It's actually kind of depressing when you consider that the friendly Native Americans later got killed in mass numbers--they gave the Pilgrims turkey, the Pilgrims gave them smallpox. Instead, why not concentrate on great capitalistic principles and spend some money! And if it's money that we don't have, that makes it that much more American.
Our FOB is the host of a local Turkish Bazaar. Nothing quite captures the feel of Arabia than buying goods from local...Turks.
If you like The Gilmore Girls, you're in luck. You're also probably a sad, pathetic human being.
In addition to the selection of carpets at the Bazaar, there's also a wide host of DVDs one can purchase, many not available yet in the US (Hello, Battlestar Galactica Season 5). Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I'm thankful that US copyright laws apparently don't exist in Iraq.
And, of course, what's a Turkish Bazaar without a fully-loaded selection of Hookahs?
Granted, it might be best to do some shopping on Amazon.com, but if you're looking for hard-to-find DVDs and don't feel like putting up with pesky US copyright laws, then the Turkish mall is the place for you.