Life in Afghanistan

It is a habit of enemy combatants to label the opposition with various demeaning monikers that crowd the enemy into a singular group, denying their individual identities and making it much easier to kill, maim and plunder them with emotional impunity. The Burkah,  as illustrated in the pik below, deprives the females of Islam  an individual identity, making it easier to deny their humanity. The linked article to this pic discusses, in general, the activities of a relatively small number of IS terrorists  in a turf war with the Taliban over control of Afghani territory. The abuse of women and children is illustrated in putrid detail through victims statements……

MANY PLACES IN THE MUSLIM WORLD LOOK LIKE A “CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY” TO MY WESTERN EYES, THIS PHOTO SEEMS LIKE A CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY.

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Good, Evil So Whats the Difference…..

 

…..Anything good in the fridge?

Since the day I was able to understand the difference between good and evil, I have felt the weight of my duty to life itself.  Fight Evil wherever you find it.  Informed and trained for this mission since birth from a dozen cultural tributaries .I have seen the guise of the enemy in German uniforms, in Japanese, Russion, British, Vietnamese, Afgahni, etc. etc. My war college was Hollywood. My classroom was the darkness of the theater. My physical training included such exercises as baseball, football, track and field etc. I come from the generation that crowded around the T.V. The superbowl, professional football, wresteling, boxing powerlifting ironman and marathon running were also included in my training. I came up during the paranoid melieu  of the cold war. Our constantly critical stand-off with all things Soviet elevated  all competitions. as psedo war with Russia. This is what we would wish it was about. At a deeper level our victories, and defeats against the Ruskies just served as straw poles. We needed to get  feel for who would or wouldn’t prevail in an all-out war between the two. The answer, in rational terms, was a big fat goose-egg for both sides. No body wins. Competition took on the mantel of a sublime war of all kinds were elevated to the level of geopolitical psyops in our fight with the Ruskies et.al.. Not excelling at something was downright unpatriotic and regrettably, my brother was a natural athlete. I was long lanky and a stumblebum. Oh well!

Up till recent decades all this activity and training has been to one purpose. Winning. And the sublime wins were in contest against our mortal enemy, the Soviet Union. Good vs. Evil, Right vs. Wrong. Cold war babies felt they had to be willing to give their last good measure to vanquish evil. Those of my generation know what is at stake. We know the full measure of what we should be willing and ready to sacrifice for the common good(for our side).

It’s quite a revelation to figure out that I have had this drive. And it is utterly mortifying to discover that this urge to vanquish the army of darkness is not inborn, that I had to have been conditioned. We are not born with a faultless instinct for recognizing and responding to evil. We have to be taught the difference between good and evil. And even more disturbing, good and evil would cease to exist at all should we choose to just ‘forget about it.’ (best spoken with a robust Brooklyn brogue). Above all it is the values of the society as a whole that will inform the people on moral imperatives and on the actions of their daily lives. Thus it is essential to the health of a society that it always remain self reflective. Not self damning ,but  self aware. Taboo is good. There must be a pale set out to define the outer limits of acceptable action. And The American soul cannot take the strain of allowing the innocent to be abused. How things were. But not, regrettably how things are.

 We liberated evil when we invented moral relativism.

Evil, measured by the traditional standards, has an absolute quality.  you can’t be halfway preganant, or 60% dead.  And you can’t be just a little evil. For by the time terms such as evil are being bandied about, something significant has happened.When the Soviets held a knife to our throat, (we had our own against theirs) we knew evil. It stared us in the face every day. Now Things have changed. At the time of the dissolution of the Soviet Union I wondered who would be our next great foe. Well this is it. The above link  on the abuse of boys by our so-called allies in this fight is just another sign pointing to Islam as the ‘great Satan ‘of the world. Now, this age old evil has extended a hand to the Putin boys. The old evil is resurrecting our old foe, Russia to join in it’s fight to destroy western civilization

Our old foe is stirring the pot in Syria, trying to reintroduce itself to the middle east. They have been absent from Islamic theater of action for the last couple of decades. Now, based upon the abysmal incompetence and downright destructive ignorance of  the present  U.S. administration, Russia has an un-molested playing field in helping Syrias grand poobah, Assad, massacre his own countrymen, women, children etc…

Obama can sit back and gaze admiringly at his masterpiece. His masterpiece of mayhem  is burning out of control all over the mid-east. And the world, our world, is at greater risk for an nuclear disaster  than at any time since the Cuban missle crisis, circa early ’60s.

Raping and torturing young boys is an act of evil. It is a clear and emphatic identifying mark of evil. Our soldiers are being prosecuted for responding to the call to duty. The call comes not from their military training. Their call to action heeds a voice from the depths of the American males instinct to stand in harms way for those who can’t. How can we condemn our warriors for doing what your average American male would do in a heartbeat. Save a child in jeopardy.

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JUST FEED THE ID…

 

I was looking for some acceptable war-porn for my “Gun Camera”  page. But the clarity  and the quiet demeanor of the two war fighters is impressive. I felt  it warranted  a home posting. The use of what seems to be white phosphorous is a little extra special effect as well.

 

 

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A BUCKET OF WATER

Taliban holding weaponsSo this is what happens when we leave.  Put your hand in a bucket of water, now pull it out. What mark is left of your passing?  That is your legacy. That is what remains. Nothing. We have thrashed around a bit in the bucket of Afghanistan, now the bucket stands alone and eventually, in just a year or two, undisturbed by our presence and passing.

The Russians left whimpering. The British are gone. Now the U.S. is leaving. Every army that has occupied Afghanistan leaves, tail gingerly tucked and like the water in the bucket, all will soon return to as it was. Tribal fealties, like all entrenched societal values, resist change.  And unless we re-educate the entire population to understand and accept a new and overarching system of living, it will always return to it’s original chaotic tribal condition. Such retraining could be a generatonal task, hardly worth the trip for a rock like Afghanistan.  The poppy fields are a consideration (either napalm or heroin refineries), depending on your attitude.

Obama should lend his model of change to the Afghanis, it might work where other promoted systems have failed. You must destroy the system in place first, then insert your favorite model. Of course you must displace all who would benefit from perpetuating the old system. (A pogrom or two could do this). But this story is going to be daily fare before long. The Wak-a-Mulla air war you got going on in northern Iraq and parts of Syria is the equivalent to a floating Maginot line. It is an incomplete strategy that has gaps big enough to deep-throat the Hindenburg.

POPPY GO THE WEASELS

It warms my heart to think of  the opium producers of Afghanistan free to go on producing a steady 80% of the world’s opium. The countless tribes that carry on the tradition of “might makes right” in their various armed conflicts with other Afghani tribes can carry on their former Pre-Taliban lifestyle of armed conflicts with other Afghani tribes.. We have transformed, through American courage, blood and treasure,  a place where the lone traveler was doomed to the will of the highwaymen who picked them clean and left them for dead in a ditch, into a nation where the lone traveler can look forward to being picked clean by highwaymen and left for dead in a ditch.

I feel they all owe us a debt of gratitude at least, for ridding them of that pesky Taliban crew that was horning in on their  really primo dope slinging corner next to the on-ramp to the 8th century.