Waiting for an Ordinary Day: The Unraveling of Life in Iraq | Farnaz Fassihi

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	Waiting for an Ordinary Day: The Unraveling of Life in Iraq Farnaz Fassihi PublicAffairs, 2008 - 304 pages average customer review:based on 5 reviews view larger image
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highly recommended

Since 2003, Iraq?s bloody legacy has been well-documented by journalists, historians, politicians, and others confounded by how Americans were seduced into the war. Yet almost no one has spoken at length to the constituency that represents Iraq?s last best hope for a stable country: its ordinary working and middle class.

Farnaz Fassihi, The Wall Street Journal?s intrepid senior Middle East correspondent, bridges this gap by unveiling an Iraq that has remained largely hidden since the United States declared their ?Mission Accomplished.? Fassihi chronicles the experience of the disenfranchised as they come to terms with the realities of the overthrow of Saddam Hussein. In an unforgettable portrait of Iraqis whose voices have remained eerily silent?from art gallery owners to clairvoyants, taxi drivers to radicalized teenagers?Fassihi brings to life the very people whose goodwill the U.S. depended upon for a successful occupation. Haunting and lyrical, Waiting for An Ordinary Day tells the long-awaited story of post-occupation Iraq through native eyes.

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DO NOT MISS Waiting for An Ordinary Day

Everyone should read this book for a beautifully written--vivid and nuanced--account of the situation in Iraq. It will break your heart, but it's essential reading for thinking Americans.

Just when you thought...

...you knew everything about the shameful war in Iraq, along comes this beautiful book about the war's impact on ordinary citizens. We are fortunate in the US that we have never seen occupiers. Not so in Iraq, and this book makes us realize just how we are perceived. The Bush administration, in all its customary arrogance, thinks that we are 'heroes'. Just read this book to realize just how wrong they were, as usual.

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Iraq's war misery understood

Farnaz's account of events are heart breaking. I have been following the incredible sad story of Iraq before the war started. No news of the war over the years have brought the sadness and misery of the war home so clearly. Farnaze's understanding of the culture, traditions and religion particularly makes her account of the events easier to understand. The fundamental factors which the war architects have so badly overlooked and foolishly underestimated and as foolishly they continue the rhetoric's for an even worst war with Iran.

Rebuilding Lives in Iraq

In her book, Waiting for an Ordinary Day: The Unraveling of Life in Iraq, Farnaz Fassihi presents a heart-wrenching portrait of the Iraqi people as they come to terms with the overthrow of Saddam Hussein and the rebuilding of their war-torn country. Drawing on her experiences as a Wall Street Journal senior correspondent living in Iraq, Fassihi portrays a compelling story of the struggles of the regular citizens and their families. At first they cheer the Americans for tumbling a brutal dictator, but then weep in despair as the free life they dreamed about becomes a nightmare.

This book is not a discourse on military tactics and political blunders, but readers need to know that many of the Iraqi people interviewed relate disturbing stories with heavy overtones of anti-Americanism and criticism of the President, and at times, Fassihi finds herself voicing her agreement. Descriptions and conversations, framed by the author's own pain and compassion, focus on the lives of people she has befriended. Many are affected by the overthrow, occupation and subsequent collapse of an Iraqi society that blames not only the two major ruling religious sects (Sunni and Shi'ite), but also the foreign occupiers. In Fassihi's words, "Sometimes I find myself wanting to cry while I'm interviewing people and other times I feel detached, like a machine recording misery and death."

During all this turmoil, Fassihi finds love with a fellow correspondent in this war-torn land. When they are on separate assignments, she is tormented by fears of separation. Her family begs her to come home and give up her position as head of the Baghdad bureau of the Wall Street Journal, but she is drawn in by the plight of the Iraqi people and was even accused of being addicted to the job's constant threats of bombings, shootings and bloodshed. She is persecuted as a woman, shunned for being American, but loved because of her compassion for the people. Under threats of kidnapping, murder, torture, Farnaz attempts to take care of her workers and friends while dodging bullets and car bombs.

The Iraqi people dedicate their lives to regaining their dignity, preserving their art and culture, sustaining their religious beliefs and most of all hoping that some day they will indeed see an ordinary day. Their homes are bombed and searched while loved ones are forcefully detained and spirited away at the slightest rumor. Those detained often don't return, leaving families desparate to know their fate. If they do return, months later, the tales of torture, persecution and deprivations are horrendous. Fassihi's employee, Munaf, sums up their daily lives with the comment, "We are like animals in the wild. We eat, sleep and try not to get killed each day."

This powerful account of life in Iraq helps us understand why stability has been so elusive to the people of a beleaguered country. The details are rich, the story well written, and throughout the book, the true voices of the Iraqi people are heard because of the an empathetic, insightful woman who is not afraid to put herself into the middle of the story.

by Rhonda Esakov
for Story Circle Book Reviews
reviewing books by, for, and about women

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Powerful narrative by a great reporter in need of a great editor

Farnaz Fassihi is a great reporter with an eye for all the details that transform an ordinary narrative into something superb. She tells the story of a "cursed ambulance", whose driver laments that since the American invasion, people die in his vehicle regularly. It only takes her a few carefully chosen words to describe how Iraqi shoulders seem more relaxed in the immediate aftermath of the invasion, or how the exhiliration of one of her Iraqi co-workers at voting in Iraq's first "free" elections fades and he wraps his purple-stained finger (the sign that he has voted) in a bandaid so that Sunnis in his neighborhood won't kill him for collaborating. She also deftly draws attention to the more familiar issues -- reported everywhere from her own contributions to the Wall Street Journal to the New Yorker -- such as the different definitions of "security" and "democracy" held by American administrators and the Iraqis themselves.
For all those reasons -- and many more, including Fassihi's ability to chronicle not just what she sees around her but also be a memoirist, writing about her own life and its gradual deterioration (from restaurant outings and parties to life under siege in a hotel suite ultimately destroyed in a bombing) -- this should have been an extraordinary book. The author has the reporting skills, the insight and the courage to step outside the boundaries imposed by North American journalism -- the rule of objectivity at all costs -- to call it as she sees it, a trait first noticed publicly when an e-mail decrying the real state of affairs in Iraq to friends and family became public in the fall of 2004. Perhaps it is unrealistic in view of her youth and relative inexperience compared to this veteran, but I had hoped I would find something as powerfully moving as Robert Fisk's recent opus, The Great War for Civilisation: The Conquest of the Middle East. I didn't.
Fassihi has been badly let down by her editors at Public Affairs on a number of fronts. At the most basic level, very obvious and jarring errors in spelling and grammar have crept into the narrative repeatedly. Husayn and his "aids" (rather than aides) are slaughtered by Sunnis, people have an opinon "on" Saddam (rather than of), she "diffuses" a compliment. Even more frequent are awkward phrases that jar or sometimes simply don't make sense, from "electronic-mailing websites" to her description of the words "jihad" and "resistance" as being, simultaneously wobbly ideas and profound words. (It's hard to imagine those descriptions coexisting.) She gives a "smiley explanation", while "palm groves swish". (Well, the fronds of palm trees may do that, but swishing groves eludes my imagination.) These aren't occasional; they are omnipresent.
I don't lay these problems at Fassihi's door -- many great reporters are less-than-great editors. (And while Fassihi learned English while a child, her first language is Farsi.) Which is why the Wall Street Journal has at least three editors and one copy editor read, if not thoroughly review, every bylined story by any staff reporter that is published in the paper. That level of care wasn't taken here, with the result that anyone who is conscious of these spelling, style and grammatical issues will find their level of irritation growing.
Another problem is the structure. Fassihi doesn't get into her stride until about a third of the way into the book, after the American invasion. A good editor would have caught that and found a way to incorporate the earlier material -- which serves as a great contrast to the crumbling lives of ordinary Iraqis -- within the rest of the narrative, rather than adhere to a strictly chronological approach. It's a tried and tested strategy for just this kind of writing problem in narrative non-fiction.
Finally, there is the vignette approach. While we get to know some characters throughout the book (mostly Fassihi, her staff and her partner, although also one Iraqi Christian family), each chapter reads like dressed-up material from her reporter's notebook. One literary agent I know would describe this as being too "episodic", meaning that while each of the chapters individually is compelling, they don't contribute as much as each needs to to the overall narrative arc.
I feel like Scrooge or the Grinch mentioning these issues in this review. But they felt all the more jarring because of the overall merit of this book and Fassihi's reporting skills. This could have been a great book -- should have been a great book. It's not. That does not mean that you shouldn't read it, however, because the experiences she recounts will drive home to you as few others have managed, what it is like to live, day by day, in a war zone as a civilian -- those who, in modern warfare, tend to suffer disproportionately with little or no control over the horrifying events with which they must cope.
Fassihi concludes by wondering, as so many others who have experienced war have done, what can possibly be accomplished by so much carnage? For anyone interested in delving further into that perennial question, I strongly recommend a book that appeared immediately prior to the invasion of Iraq by another war correspondent, Chris Hedges. War Is a Force that Gives Us Meaning

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