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O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you. --T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland

First tweet:

And the poem:

Thailand, May 22nd 2014
They arrive to sounds of trumpets and cheering
With tanks and planes and muted jeering.
Staring at the end of a rifle, we were told to unite.
We saluted, praised him, sang patriotic songs into the night.
And If they asked we would shout, if they asked we would die
Because they asked so often we learned to mask all our lies
And the flag on our TV screens fluttered patriotically into the wind
While the flags on our porches stayed silent, unaware of the din.


Cod Satrusayang

Second tweet:

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Satrusayang was the author, with Somtow Sucharitkul (founder of the Bangkok Opera) of an editorial in the Bangkok Post pointing the way toward compromise by both sides. Somtow is now a commentator on CNN. One wonders if he will defend Cod, if and when push really comes to shove.

NOTE This post should in no way be considered a criticism of Satrusayang. I'm not in country, and I'm not walking in his shoes.

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