Friday, August 13, 2021

ON AFGHANISTAN: LEADERSHIP, STATE LEGITIMACY, AND THE TALIBAN CIRCA 2021

War is just a racket. A racket is best described, I believe, as something that is not what it seems to the majority of people. Only a small inside group knows what it is about. It is conducted for the benefit of the very few at the expense of the masses.

USMC General Smedley Butler,1933


Afghanistan is a mess. Many --who dismissed its tragic history-- are shocked. Shocked that Kandahar, Herat, and Lashkar Gah have fallen to the Taliban, and it seems Kabul will soon be in their hands too. 

The cottage industry of Western "Afghan experts," with their bizarre, and overly complex, power points and articles, which advocated for intricate Western economic, and social, interventions over the decades, were always about themselves and their own pockets. Not the Afghan people. And, not the American people i.e. our volunteer forces who lost their limbs and/or lives.

Had these "experts" in our government and Washington "think tanks" taken the time to read about past foreign interventions into the "Land of the Unconquerable", the lesson learned would've been crystal clear: without a legitimate leader in charge of a legitimate governmental system that was decentralized, the end result would be chaos and conflict among vying ethnic, social and tribal entities.

Treating the slick Afghans as naive fools, or children, who needed to be "taught" how to run their civil society, and be "inclusive" (aka gender equality), and "modern," and "democratic" reeked of mirror imaging and, frankly, Western hubris. Something the Soviets tried (to "communize" a deeply religious and traditional society) and failed miserably at.

The blame, however, is widespread. 

First, and ultimately, the Afghans themselves are responsible for the dismal state of affairs within their own border. That they greedily (like parasites) relied on foreign baksheesh (charity) and hand holding for two decades is a stain on their nang (honor) in a honor based society, especially amongst the tribal Pushtuns, wherein one would kill one's own mother if need be to restore the family or clan's nang. 

This is a deeply traditional tribal/ethnic zero sum culture in a nutshell. Zero sum. What the Taliban "offer" (perception wise), to the populace (well, the Pushtuns at least), is a return to national sovereignty, to justice, to one's traditional way of life at a time when the country as a whole is experiencing various degrees of schizophrenia. What do I mean?

Put yourselves in an Afghan shoes. In a very short time, since 2001, Afghan society went from a more or less 16th century way of life (with the sporadic exception of some "modern" conveniences in the cities) due to the complete destruction of civil society and infrastructure since the time of the Soviet occupation, to an overnight transformation. Now most Afghans have access to phones and thus access to the outside world like never before. Females and minorities A "transformation" thanks to the trillions of American tax payer dollars ($2.4 is the low figure bandied about IMO to avoid Americans heading to DC to exert their 2nd Amendment privileges over the enormous corruption of our governmental officials, not to mention that of their Afghan counterparts).

 Sure, in 20 years there is now a whole generation of Afghan males that know nothing else but foreign meddling masquerading as Western "nation building to address America's 'war on terror'." 

But there are enough Afghan males who remember the pre-2001 Taliban period with nostalgia, notwithstanding many of the Taliban's excesses, especially towards women. The twenty year presence of kuffar (infidel) military forces in their villages and towns was a serious affront to their carefully cultivated nang, and to their historical narrative of being "unconquerable." It was a source of tremendous sharm (shame) in a patriarchal male dominated society. Tremendous shame of an infidel military that included females! Frankly, for Afghans, any foreign military is an "infidel" one for this is a xenophobic warrior culture.

 Western aid workers et al were so fixated of bringing immediate "equality" to Afghanistan. A land where, circa 2001, women weren't even allowed to leave their homes without a relative male escort and then had to be fully enveloped in their burkas to do so or face severe public lashings. Enough of these "aid" workers were genuine in their endeavors to help Afghan's females. But what most failed to appreciate is Afghanistan was/is one of the most male oriented societies in the world. Seeking to 

 

Friday, December 25, 2020

Leonard Cohen: EVERYBODY KNOWS

 Everybody Knows






Lyrics
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long-stem rose
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Oh, give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
When you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still picking cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows
And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows
And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
Everybody knows

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

AMERIKA 2020: THE GREAT PSYOP CRISIS 2020: BEZMENOV WARNING RE-EXAMINED



 

Just re-read Bezmenov's Love Letter to America. Chillingly, published in 1984, (we're talking "Orwellian" stuff here) under a pseudonym. Please download and read it carefully.  Here is the link:
https://www.scribd.com/document/188262230/Love-Letter-to-America-by-Yuri-Bezmenov

QUOTE "We rarely use guns to kill people and take their country. The cleanest way is to blackmail, pervert, bribe, lie and intimidate the POLITICIANS and the MEDIA (caps are original), and they will destabilize and disunify their own country for us. Then all we have to do is arm the pro-communist or simply criminal factions and we have a coup and another "liberated" country. As neat as that."

Yuri Bezmenov, 1984.

Sunday, November 15, 2020

AT THE PRECIPICE: BEZMENOV'S WARNING TO AMERICA (1984)


Sun Tzu: Highest art of warfare is to win without fighting....

If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle. Sun Tzu (544 BC-496BC), Chinese Military Strategist



 

Thursday, November 12, 2020

IF by Rudyard Kipling






 IF

By Rudyard Kipling
(1865-1936)


If you can keep your head when all about you
 Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
  And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
  And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
  And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son.

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

A MAN IS HE WHO IS RESOLUTE.....Khushal Khan Khattak

 A Man is He Who is Resolute

By Khushal Khan Khattak
(1613-1689)


A man is he who is resolute
And who will share his blessings,
Who's gentle with his fellow men.

In all he does in life;
His face, his face-- his word, his word.
His promise always kept.

Who never lies, never deceives,
Never succumbs to greed;
Whose words are few, many his deeds,
All silently performed.

Who's like a rosebud, smiling mouthed,
His breast open to see;
When there is talk of lowliness
Or else stateliness.

Who's like the heavens in his grandeur,
Or humble as the dust.

In dignity like to the cypress,
But in bounteousness
Like to the vine, its branches laden,
Spread in all directions.

His face bright as a new blown rose
That makes the garden fair,
While all around the nightingales
Pour out their joyous song.