http://www.nytimes.com/2013/11/24/ma...ding.html?_r=0
Interesting tidbits with my criticisms:
Comment: You got your history wrong fool. The Romans were advanced with their kitchen war and structure and bathing.
Interesting tidbits with my criticisms:
"Hamid is ineligible to run for a third term, and it had been long rumored in Kabul that he would anoint his brother Qayum as his successor. Mahmood had made it clear that he wanted the presidency to stay in the family; he had even begun to raise campaign funds for Qayum, just as he once had for Hamid."
Comment: Interesting to see nepotism in action. Fascinating how secular militants hold others to idealistic standards but then rationalize this completely farcical excuse for how power will pass on.
Comment: Interesting to see nepotism in action. Fascinating how secular militants hold others to idealistic standards but then rationalize this completely farcical excuse for how power will pass on.
All this, along with Karzai’s angry rhetoric against the alleged misdeeds of his American backers, had caused some tensions around the family table. “I don’t feel comfortable talking to Hamid these days,” Mahmood said as we rode in his armored Land Cruiser, sandwiched between pickup trucks full of troops. “These ridiculous conspiracy theories. And his cynical view of the West. These ideas aren’t helping Afghanistan. I don’t think he understands the importance of a good economic policy.”
Comment: Mehmuda (feminized form) shut your big mouth. No one believes a word of this act of brothers at odds. This is a choreographed conflict and everyone with a brain understands this
“See over there — the grave with the old carved headstone?” he said. “That was my grandfather, the real leader of the family. He migrated to Karz from the west of the province and bought this land.”
Comment: Looks like AbbassinAfghan was right about Karzai's supposed roots being separate when the grandfather/spy Moin Jan generated links to the part of the province Karzai always touts as his ancestoral homeland.
"From the graveyard, we headed on into Karz, where the brothers spent their childhood. Low mud-brick houses flanked the road. “Imagine having to live in these conditions!” Mahmood said. “If I had my way, I’d demolish the entire village, rehouse everyone in apartments and turn this space over to agriculture.”
Comment: Mehmooda you are an idiot. Villagers' own lands are their own land and you trying to Chinafy them is ludicrous and retarded. Remember Zar, Zamin, Zan? You try and touch a Pashtun's zmaka and see what happens to your face.
Comment: Also, you admitted you are an implant to the area so you have no right to tell the villagers to live in any way, shape, or form.
After decades in the United States, where he started an Afghan restaurant chain, it all seemed a bit of a surprise to him: “Imagine hanging up goat meat in the sun in this heat! So unhygienic. . . . And all these people just sitting there. Do they have nothing to do, for crying out loud?
Comment: They could be Sharabyaan like you and get ahead by doing stupid crap. Also instead of stealing Kabul Bank Funds, their do nothing approach appears to be better for them then your do something approach
Just look how weak the retail community is here. Call these shops? What era are we in — the Roman Empire?”
Comment: You got your history wrong fool. The Romans were advanced with their kitchen war and structure and bathing.
I had asked to see the house where the brothers grew up, but after several false turns, we still couldn’t find the place. None of them had been back for years, not least because the village is now in the hands of a rival leader of the clan, their cousin Hashmat Karzai, and relations between the two factions of the family are not cordial
Comment: You cannot even find your own "ancestoral" house??? Are you really that much of a puppet and stooge and implant?
‘Nothing left at all? Just an empty space?” Hamid Karzai dropped a cherry into his mouth. “Not even the outbuildings?”
Another cherry followed the first: “I haven’t seen it since the 1980s, but I remember it all so well.” He paused to extract the two stones, lining them up neatly on a plate in front of him. “It was a typical Afghan village house,” he continued. “A mud house. With a long tunnel leading in from the main gate on the street. That was where I was born.”
Another cherry followed the first: “I haven’t seen it since the 1980s, but I remember it all so well.” He paused to extract the two stones, lining them up neatly on a plate in front of him. “It was a typical Afghan village house,” he continued. “A mud house. With a long tunnel leading in from the main gate on the street. That was where I was born.”
Comment: If the moronic thief brother cannot find his house that is one thing... but the President himself has not, in over a decade even tried to see his "ancestoral" house? Wa da kharijaan da laas aala; potlaay yey aw weh.
More to come.


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