If the U.S. pulls of of Afghanistan that country will be forever ruled by outlaws. Who will intercede next time around? Certainly not Russia or the United States. Worse, Afghan women will be doomed to slavery.
The imagery is horrible. The heroin kingpin brother of the crooked Afghan president is apparently on the C.I.A. payroll. It’s becoming clear that we have no idea what to do in this part of the world. Stop digging the tires, even though it shames the U.S. Sometimes it’s best to admit defeat.
If it didn’t explore the last 25 years, I might see a Michael Jackson documentary. Otherwise, pass.
So I’m on the elevator at work. Halfway up the door opens. I hear a conversation. The conversation continues. As the door starts to close, one of those engaged in the chit-chat reaches out her hand to keep the door ajar. She continues yapping. I sigh loudly. The door begins to shut again. She begrudgingly lets it close, flashing me a dirty look before it shuts. As if I’m the rude one
In rat infestation. Perhaps Mary Norwood should jump in that Buick and steamroll the vermin.