Saturday, October 28, 2006

Outskirts of Herat

Outskirts of Herat, from above. There is significantly more water/greenery here than lots of other places... The little white bit in the corner is the wing of the airplane.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Activate Cloaking Device!

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Not Kabul

I got a chance to leave Kabul a little while ago; first time in a while. It was a nice break.

UXO. (UneXploded Ordnance). Obviously Russian; obviously sitting here a while. Despite the decades, it was clear that the Russians were struggling here; down to the last. Whether any of them made it out alive or not, only Allah knows...

ANA regulars with RPG launchers!

The famous Blue Mosque.

Alley in Herat. (Taylor, the boy is in "Man-Jammas").

New Condos in Herat... compare & contrast with the previous pic. While it is gaudy, it is progress; things have gotten better. This wouldn't have been there 5 years ago.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Stupid Comic Books

From the site:
Since when did leopard packs include chimpanzees?
Since when did leopards
have packs?


Also: Who knew Superman was such a dick?

Lots of other goofy comics here.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006


It'll be nice to again one day have the freedom to move around a town or city, at will, and in relative safety & comfort.

In the mean time, I am attempting to grow a beard. It sucks so far, but I'll give it another couple of days.

There is a lot more I'd like to say, but feel obligated to not say. Regarding Kabul, lack of freedom of movement, reasons for growing a beard--they are all related.

Can't wait to get home... Only 6 more months!--I'm halfway done.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Fall - Change in the Air

The weather is changing. Days are not hot; nights are chilly. The winds--and the dust--have picked up. Sometimes you can't see the mountains for all the dust in the air. When you go outside, your scalp gets filled with sand and dirt; like being at the beach, but without that primal feeling of peace you have at the beach.

It's Ramazzan. That's the local pronunciation of what people in the states call Ramadan. There is no eating or drinking of anything during daylight hours--by the locals; it's not polite for Infidels to eat or drink in front of them, but we can eat & drink; just inside, out of sight.

I've almost been here 6 months. The days stretch on, but the weeks fly by.

The work is good, but the work politics... Not the co-workers; they, the immediate, day-to-day co-workers, are all great--at a higher level though, the politics and the stupidity... The institutional level, ugh.

And Kabul is a different place than it was 3 or 4 months ago. It's more timid, but more on edge. Less hopeful, though still positive. There are still lots of good signs of reconstruction, rebirth; but there certainly is no lessening of police or military or security barriers.

The longer I am here, the more benefits I see in my having decided to do this; everyone in America should have to live in the third world for a few months--even if they live in relative luxury--electricity, running water safe enough to shower in but not drink, clean bottled drinking water, plenty of warm food every meal--while living in the third world.