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109 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 1954
there were vines that had been uprooted to supply posts for a billet, healthy olive trees cut down for firewood, citrus groves where mules tied to the trees had killed them off by gnawing away at the bark; but there was also - and here the outrage seemed to be turned against human nature itself, and was no longer the fruit of vulgar ignorance, but a warning about a latent, painful ferocity - vandalism inside houses: smashing everything, down to the last cup in the kitchen, into a thousand pieces, defacing family photographs, reducing beds to shreds, or - overcome by god knows what depraved perversity - shitting into plates and saucepans. on hearing such tales, my mother said she could not believe such things could have been done by our people; and we were unable to draw any other moral except this: that for the conquering soldier every land is enemy territory, even his own.