Saturday, October 01, 2005

Here we go again. Bombs in Bali.

More here at Aunty.

Unlike the last time bombs went off, I don't have anyone there at the moment. I was lucky that my friends weren't in the blast at the Sari Club - they were too hungover from the night before. It still made for some horrible days until we knew they were safe.

I hope that there are no deaths. Not holding my breath, though.


At 2:24 PM, Blogger Nick and Nora Charles said...

Hey Nilknarf, you're right (re post on TB's site). It's fun to have a little bit of a rant on Dreamboat's site.

Hee, hee

-- Nora

At 6:08 PM, Blogger Outer East Girl said...

It's so scary. I remeber being in Bali in 1997 ands being pissed for 10 days straight and going to the Sari Club every night.
I am so angry at Muslim extremists. It is hard to separate the acts of terrorism from the religion, even though Muslims want us to do that.

At 6:25 PM, Blogger Nilk said...

It is scary, outer east girl, and getting scarier. And the extremists aren't on the outer in Islam. They are an intrinsic part of it.

If you want nightmares, check out jihadwatch and gates of vienna (links in the blogroll).

At 12:42 PM, Blogger Jai Normosone said...

I don't know enough about Islam to say too much more than the comments I already have.

Of course, I get very irritated every time I see a woman getting around in one of those head-to-toe deals with just the eye slits, and sometimes even that is covered by mesh.

I am dreaming about the day a major bank heist occurs because some people have dressed up like this in order to get the weapons into the bank.

If you can't wear motorcycle helmets into any establishment (and balaclavas are definitely a no-no), why is this dress permissable in a day and age and country where nobody is required to cover themselves like this?

The only Taliban that is in this country is the great-unwashed that TELLS me that I must accept these people in MY country for who they are while they bring their little horde in and treat me and mine like scum.

At 1:34 PM, Blogger Olivia said...

One of the dead is a 16-year old W.A. boy, in Bali on his school holidays, with his dad and sister. I know that if I were that boy's parent, I'd feel so much agonising guilt for taking him there.

I know it's risky going anywhere these days, and it could happen on our own soil too someday soon, but the 2002 bombing was enough to convince me to stay clear of Indonesia. And since then the Indons seem to place more priority on targetting Aussies with a couple of ekkies than listing J.I. as a terrorist organisation. How many more clues do you need?

And all this feeling sorry for the poor Balinese. Yeah, well, it's rough but I don't feel like sacrificing my life or my kids' life because people insist I should feel guilty for not supporting the Balinese. People should be careful about falling for this guilt trip.


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