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Fault Lines - John Knoop

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from our sleeping schedule, in order to spend most of the daylight hours in Thanh's village. It’s<br />

normal life in the documentary trenches.<br />

On the way in, the first day, we stop at the district headquarters and talk to the local party<br />

leaders. They are very curious about whether any of us were here during the war. We all opposed<br />

the war, so we tell them that. As we prepare to leave, a woman runs up the path to confront<br />

Elizabeth with an outburst of emotion and memory that seeing us triggers. She tells us—with<br />

Thanh translating—of the day when an attacking plane killed her mother, decapitated one son<br />

and wounded another as they worked in the paddy. She waves the withered stump of one hand,<br />

begging Elizabeth for an explanation. Elizabeth takes the hand in hers and tries to console her.<br />

The walk to the village is through a beautiful and intricate mosaic of rice paddies and<br />

hamlets that have slowly been rebuilt since the war ended. At one crossing a footbridge is made<br />

of two 120mm shell casings; at another there is the barrel of an M-60 machine gun. Unexploded<br />

ordnance is still a problem. Just two weeks ago a farmer lost his life when his shovel hit an M-79<br />

grenade. For most of the walk we have a growing retinue of children following us, chattering<br />

happily, watching and laughing as we slide through the muddy stretches. Jaime entertains them<br />

by turning his furry Windjammer microphone cover into a squeaky animal at the end of his boom<br />

pole.<br />

One evening as we approach a compound on the edge of the paddies, a man begins<br />

yelling angrily at Thanh: "Why have you brought these Americans here? Didn't they kill enough<br />

of us? Didn't they kill your entire family? We don't need them here." Thanh goes over to talk with<br />

him as we pass, and he rejoins us a few minutes later, telling us that the man is drunk on Tet<br />

wine. We feel the conflict for Thanh and stress that the man has a right to his anger, drunk or<br />

sober.<br />

It seems that we are here to record a series of tragic<br />

stories, balanced by the joy among Thanh's family, and the<br />

festivities in preparation for his marriage. Thiet is twelve<br />

years younger than Thanh; she was born after the day<br />

Thanh’s mother and grandmother died in front of him during<br />

a firefight when he was twelve. They were in the family shelter<br />

behind their house, as American tanks and troops came<br />

through the village in pursuit of VC sappers who had been<br />

bivouacked nearby. During a lull Thanh's mother went to the opening to look out, just as a GI<br />

was passing. Seeing her, he lobbed in a grenade that killed both women and tore Thanh's<br />

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