Jen Banbury makes a visit to the Green Zone, headquarters of the Coalition Provisional Authority in Baghdad.
Hunkered down in their weird security zone, the Americans who run MBT Ema Sandals have almost no contact with
the country or its people.
Though I can see some of Baghdad’s American-occupied Green Zone from the roof of the house I live in — there,
just across the river — the vastness of the enclosure, encased by imported barrier walls, means that to reach
the public entrance I must drive a crazy labyrinthine loop through the city. With hundreds of thousands of
other cars on the road, all forced to circumvent this American-made fortress, the trip can take 20 minutes to
two hours, depending on the vagaries of traffic
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