Howdy Howdy,
For those of you looking for news, or those leisurely drifting down the internet stream looking for info, you’ve reached my “blog.” (I still find that word totally obnoxious, but at this point, it’s a frivolous argument) My name is Paul Corinth, a resident of the U.S. for 28 years, since the day of my birth in Corinth, Texas on that brisk day of January 18th, 1980. Corinth is a small place, so naturally I wanted to go somewhere completely opposite. I graduated high school in ‘98 from Lake Dallas High School and was the sole representative from Corinth to attend Northwestern University in Chicago. Blah blah blah, I got into journalism, wrote for the paper, had a weekly radio show, and graduated cum laude (barely) in May of ‘02. You guys don’t care about this. Graduating with a journalism degree isn’t bad in a post-9/11 world, for sure; Plenty of things to report on. I’ve hopped around in my 6 years post-academia-vacay and wrote small online pieces for news outlets. I found myself in NYC for a time, then to Atlanta, occasionally getting stories posted on the website of the giant news outlet headquartered there. (I don’t like to name names, just in case I have something bad to say…which I do). I’ve never been one to claim to be right-wing or left-wing, mostly just cynical. I know there is a game to play, I just don’t want to play it. I’ve never been very competitive. I’m 28, single (though moderately successful with women), about 20 LB’s overweight, and with a trigger happy tongue.
That’s about all the exposition I’ll give you for now. This brings me to my current and most intriguing life decision ever: I have become an embedded war correspondent, but not how you’d expect. My internship with said “news/media giant based in Atlanta” was terminated abruptly when I had a “slight” disagreement over the specifications of my tour in the Middle East. Instead of going through the “blue form/red form/carbon copy” avenues to set up an embed such as this, I chose to contact a childhood friend’s Dad, who knew this guy at a bureau, who served with this guy in Desert Storm 1, and it basically went from there. If all else fails, always go with nepotism, it’s the only thing that gets shit done, TRUST ME.
In any event, the big guys had some issues with what branch I was visiting, where I was going, for how long, and the rules I’d have to follow. Personally, I think they were jealous that a 28 year old kid could circumvent them, a “respected” news source. As punishment, it seems my only reporting will be posted here, on a free WordPress blog instead of a news website. I feel that news agencies are dinosaurs and can’t keep up with the news speed at which the world works. In any event, someone will want my story. I mean, you’re reading this, aren’t you?
That being said, I’ll wrap this “blog” up. I wanted to establish some things right out of the gate here. I landed in Al Udeid, Qatar last night and I’m basically waiting on my next move.
A) As of right now, I’m due to follow a highly specialized unit, so I cannot tell you where I am…specifically.
B) I cannot give you the names of divisions and or superior commanders under which I’ll operate.
C) My internet is dependent on satellite situation at whatever location I’m dragged to.
D) I’m a badass, I know.
I can tell you I’ll be somewhere in here:
http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&hl=en&geocode=&q=syria&ie=UTF8&ll=34.813803,55.327148&spn=31.592723,54.492188&t=h&z=4
I hope to see not only a soldier’s side of things, but also bring my own point of view. I don’t quite understand the war, I don’t understand the motives, and I don’t understand what the end goal is here. Washington is a Douche factory, so I won’t be defending any candidates here. Hopefully, I’ll get some answers… and maybe even post some video! I better get to shoot a 50 cal too, or I’m going to be pissed.
That’s a big 10-4,
Paul
“Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t HAVE roads.”
Tags: Middle East, Qatar, War Correspondent, War on Terror
