Chimera wrote:Very astute. HIC
Without going round in circles too... if the Turks had not bombed us in 63-64 and I had not been caught on my own against a Turkish plane that was ducking and diving to kill me.....my life may have been a different story.
Now, I am sadly trying to rationalise it through this inane exchange with some sad, twisted Turk.
This sad twisted Turk was two three years old when the GCs started to kill on Bloody Christmas Eve. He thought he could not remember what went on in those days but in his late 30's he had a bit of a break down and it all came back with a vengence. Woomen screaming and tracer Bullets flying. I was ebven taken to see the house where those children were slaughtered. The blood was still wet on the ground. Why I was sick when I smelled blood became evident.
Anyways...Still looking for answers my self and I will not get them talking to a sick brain washed mind like yours.......Gives me practice with tthe keyboard though..Thank you!!