In search for an innovative blog topic, I’ve been sifting through my photo albums, new and old, in order to put my growing understanding of life in a conflict region’s military base within the context of other atypical American settlements. It’s going to take some time to ponder over all this—not something I have much of these days. Until then, I have to offer a footnote blog entry as I work out something a bit more extensive.
Obviously these bases are, with occasional exceptions, austere, serious locations without a great deal of time or attention devoted to whimsy. So when one comes across something lighthearted, it offers a welcomed contrast, no matter how slight. I was waiting in line at for lunch at the DFAC (Dining Facility) at a place named after the Afghan community of Deh Dadi, pronounced exactly how it looks.
The lowest form of humor manages to transcend its origins, when the café itself consists of a series of windowless, conjoined tempera tents. The Merriam Webster’s online definition for the original word is “affectedly refined in manners or tastes”, with an unknown origin—perhaps the archaic term lardy-dardy used to describe fops, but those terse, successive, mellifluous vowel-consonant combinations also suggest a Romance language origin. Regardless, the creators of this otherwise drab sign at Deh Dadi betrayed their own la-de-da intentions.
But the unintentional laughs are the ones that linger. And this other image definitely ranks among my favorite here on the base for its novelty. I was the first American that I know of to discover some of these curiosities, no doubt while trolling around for blog photos. According to some of the troops who have gone on more than one tour, this is the first time they’ve seen such a thing as well. Camp Nidaros, a Norwegian-run compound within the larger Camp Marmal, (just a few miles from Deh Dadi) billets the Norwegian, Swedish, Finnish, and Latvian contingents. And next to the residential tents—the bedrooms—sits the inevitable counterpart, the bathroom.
It’s a latrine, and latrines by definition host sinks, toilets, showers, or a combination of the three, all fit snugly within an 8′ by 20′ modular metal container. But never before have I seen one specifically devoted to diarrhea, as the red and white lettering warns in its British English spelling: “DIARRHOEA ONLY”. I’ve always thought “latrine” to be a deceptive word, with a far prettier, lilting sound (French of course) that contrasts sharply with anything that goes on inside it. And how telling: already my second thumbnail blog entry focusing on gastrointestinal—how would you say?–irregularities. For the record, here’s the first.
It puts a whole new angle on the idea of latrine duty as a punishment.
8 thoughts on “DUST: Romancing the (war)zone.”
At Camp Bastion (Helmand Province), the UK have toilets dedicated to “D&V” – diarrhea and vomiting. I have never seen an entire latrine dedicated to illness though. I suppose it makes sense from a disease transmission standpoint.
Sorry for the late response, Jim, but thanks for writing. I’d agree–it’s not a bad idea. And it seems to provide an unending source of amusement for the airmen I talk to here.
In the last few years with so many people sharing their photos of far away places through Picassa and such, I’ve noticed photos of signs that pique the sense of humor of the travelers. I love seeing the often quaint or awkward language of the signs. Sometimes it is a cultural quirk that tickles the funny bone. Finding signs in a war zone military base that are quirky and/or amusing fall are appreciated reading. If you see additional ones, please share.
Thanks for your comment, and glad you appreciate it. I’m sure to find more in the future, most likely in the form of clumsy English translations on this multinational base. But not among the Germans (the owners/commanders of this base); by and large, their English is impeccable.
I actually was one of the people who created this dining facility, I have pictures of what it was before this picture and of it as this picture. Its cool to see this some 5 years later. I am glad you enjoyed the humor in it, and I hope you enjoyed your dining experience there, I probably cooked your food.
Thanks for your comments, Owens. For about a four-month period, I was at Deh Dadi II all the time, so maybe our paths really did cross. Were you Navy Seabees?
I. was. the. KP. (Kitchen. Police.) King. at. Dehdadi. for. 4. and. a. Half. Months. ! HOOAH
Hey Owens, How you been? This is Colesio from 2ND Engineer Battalion. Hit me up at firstname.lastname@example.org. To answer your question AmericanDirt , he was Army from 10th Mountain.