Army Of One

It was only after I paid this man for my cola and biscuits that the U.S. Army tag on his jumper caught my eye.

There I was at a rest stop in the middle of the sandstone valley of Petra, Jordan, eye to eye with a Bedouin nomad wearing the uniform of the world's superpower. There was something oddly mismatched, yet natural, about an Army uniform and a traditional Arab "kefiyeh" headscarf.

Tradition. Globalism.

I knew I had to photograph this man.

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As a side note, I am going to enter this photo in a competition and the rules require that I tell the story behind the photograph. If what I wrote above just doesn't do it for you and you think it can be improved, please, please let me know. Your feedback would be greatly appreciated.