It was hard to escape hearing Bible stories when people were growing up in Australia in the 1950's. Try as you might to duck classes in which someone tried to assist you with your religious development there were numerous occasions when it was simply more politic to stay at your desk and simply simulate an intense meditative state.
This would allow the words of whoever happened to be providing the address to wash over you undetected. In reality you reached a dream state in which you could really be thinking about when you were going down to the beach or . . . well anything really as long as it had nothing to do with the subject at hand!
It was thus with some trepidation that I read a news story this morning from the ABC which referred to a new form of suicide bomber in Iraq. We have had apocryphal stories about terrorists using young women with Downs syndrome as part of their horrific activities but this is the first time I have read about using someone in a wheel chair as the bomber.
What got my attention was the fact that all this took place in the city of Samarr which if my childhood memories are correct has something to do with the fabled 'Good Samaritan' of biblical fame.
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