The Real Afghanistan

*A very interesting read, a Marine’s View of what is really going on. This
young man is articulate and has a flare for colorful language, and
descriptive prose…..Scorpions, Chiggers & Sand Fleas/great letter, a must
read of a very interesting article. *

From a Recon Marine in Afghanistan

From the Sand Pit:
It’s freezing here. I’m sitting on hard cold dirt between rocks and shrubs
at the base of the Hindu Kush Mountains, along the Dar’yoi Pomir River,
watching a hole that leads to a tunnel that leads to a cave.
Stake out, my friend, and no pizza delivery for thousands of miles
I also glance at the area around my ass every ten to fifteen seconds to
avoid another scorpion sting. I’ve actually given up battling the chiggers
and sand fleas, but the scorpions give a jolt like a cattle prod. Hurts
like a bastard. The antidote tastes like transmission fluid, but God bless
the Marine Corps for the five vials of it in my pack.

The one truth the Taliban cannot escape is that, believe it or not, they are
human beings, which means they have to eat food and drink water. That
requires couriers and that’s where an old bounty hunter like me comes in handy.
I track the couriers, locate the tunnel entrances and storage facilities,
type the info into the handheld, and shoot the coordinates up to the
satellite link that tells the air commanders where to drop the
hardware. We bash some heads for a while, and then I track and record
the new movement.

It’s all about intelligence. We haven’t even brought in
the snipers yet. These scurrying rats have no idea what they’re in
for. We are but days away from cutting off supply lines and allowing the
eradication to begin. But you know me; I’m a romantic. I’ve said it before
and I’ll say it again: This country blows, man. It’s not even a country.
There are no roads, there’s no infrastructure, there’s no government.
This is an inhospitable, rock pit shit hole ruled by eleventh century
warring tribes.

There are no jobs here like we know jobs. Afghanistan
offers two ways for a man to support his family, join the opium trade or
join the army. That’s it. Those are your options. Oh, I forgot, you can
also live in a refugee camp and eat plum-sweetened, crushed beetle
paste and squirt mud like a goose with stomach flu, if that’s your idea of
a party. But the smell alone of those ‘tent cities of the walking dead’ is
enough to hurl you into the poppy fields to cheerfully scrape bulbs for
eighteen hours a day.

I’ve been living with these Tajiks and Uzbeks, and Turkmen and even a
couple of Pushtuns, for over a month-and-a-half now, and this much I can
say for sure: These guys, are Huns….actual, living Huns. They LIVE to
fight. It’s what they do. It’s ALL they do. They have no respect for
anything, not for their families, nor for each other, nor for themselves.
They claw at one another as a way of life. They play polo with dead calves
and force their five-year-old sons into human cockfights to defend the
family honor. Huns, roaming packs of savage, heartless beasts who feed on
each other’s barbarism. Cavemen with AK-47’s. Then again, maybe I’m just
a cranky young bastard.
I’m freezing my ass off on this stupid hill because my lap warmer is
running out of juice, and I can’t recharge it until the sun comes up in a
few hours.

Oh yeah! You like to write letters, right? Do me a favor, Bizarre. Write
a letter to CNN and tell Wolf and Anderson and that awful, sneering,
pompous Aaron Brown to stop calling the Taliban ‘smart.’ They are not
smart. I suggest CNN invest in a dictionary because the word they are
looking for is ‘cunning.’ The Taliban are cunning, like jackals and hyenas
and wolverines. They are sneaky and ruthless, and when confronted,
cowardly. They are hateful, malevolent parasites who create nothing and
destroy everything else. Smart! Bullshit! Yeah, they’re real smart,
they’ve spent their entire lives reading only one book (and not a very good
one, as books go) and consider hygiene and indoor plumbing to be products
of the devil. They’re still figuring out how to work a Bic lighter.
Talking to a Taliban warrior about improving his quality of life is like
trying to teach an ape how to hold a pen, eventually he just gets
frustrated and sticks you in the eye with it.

OK, enough. Snuffle will be up soon, so I have to get back to my hole.
Covering my tracks in the snow takes a lot of practice, but I’m good at it.

Please, I tell you and my fellow Americans to turn off the TV sets and move
on with your lives. The story line you are getting from CNN and other news
agencies is utter bullshit and designed not to deliver truth but rather to
keep you glued to the screen so you will watch the commercials. We’ve got
this one under control. The worst thing you guys can do right now is sit
around analyzing what we’re doing over here, because you have no idea what
we’re doing, and really, you don’t want to know. We are your military, and
we are only doing what you sent us here to do.

*From a Jack Recon Marine in Afghanistan. *

*Sempre Fi *.

“Freedom is not free, but the U.S. Marine Corps will pay most of
your share”.

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