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to millions of innocents around this poor planet. Not just Afghanistan, of course. But Afghanistan is personal for me.
I learned the what, but not the why, during Vietnam, and have ever since tried to resist that evil force. They massacred Vietnamese for no reason that I then understood and they supported the Khmer Rouge against its rivals and even when that evil group massacred those it had subjugated.
Not much later, the "why" became understandable.
While that was going on an odd combination of circumstances found me and a marginally scarfed, tight blue jeaned, female companion entering and traveling through Afghanistan on public buses and staying in public accommodeations and walking around in Herat, Kandahar, and Kabul.
My first and only ever instance of utterly mind-boggling culture shock. I had been overland through almost all of Europe and Turkey was not that different from Greece and Iran not much of a change from Turkey, but entering Afghanistan was like crossing into some alternate universe, where nothing was like anything else I had known.
You can read through the older posts in my journal for some of the details on that, but here I want to draw attention to the slow but organic process of social change toward greater freedom for all that I saw taking place at that time,
Top on the list was that my companion and I were never harassed. Engels wrote in the 1850's that the Afghans were a moderate and tolerant people, and that was still true in 1970-71. We were guests, not intruders or bandits. The near absence of motorized transport or electricity were part of it, but the burqa was one of the most shocking indicators that we were now encountering something completely different.
Yet my companion and I were always treated well. Nomads traveled freely and villagers in remote regions got by with no more covering than the famous Afghan Girl photo showed. And in Kabul the educated elite went around freely with nothing more than a headscarf. There was change taking place. It was something I saw happening and wondered about.
Over time this dynamic (and other intrigues re: king and army and who killed who first) resulted in a progressive (by any measure, but a bit over the top and utopian in terms of trying to mandate change).
Of course, instead of allowing this progressive government to find its way by whatever decisions it made, or fail as a consequence, the US began, with the ISI and and Saudis, importing truly insane religious crazies and the kinds of insane nutters that had been alien to that "moderate and tolerant" society before then.
As a result, instead of a unique, and admirable in very many ways, culture and society moving bit by bit forward, we see mass killings, millions in refugee camps, more millions driven from their destroyed sustainable ecosystems into begging or petty crime in the urban centers. And the monsters who own our land wage mass mu8rder, mass pain, mass suffering there, with the goal of controlling them and their resources as completely as they have done here.
I cry for the people of Afghanistan. I cry for the people in the US who allowed this crime. I am shamed by being one of those who have seen the evil, done what I could to resist it, but failed to stop it. I am shamed by being a part of society that allows and supports such evil.
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