Ode to Afghanistan (a thread)
It reads like a fantastical piece of fiction. A tale of hatred versus love. A tale of barbaric extremists “justifying” their attacks through religion, believing that they will be delivered and forgiven for their actions.
The story began nearly twenty years ago.

From an impoverished, remote country, a deadly attack was planned and funded in complete secrecy. The warriors of this group — fanatical zealots all — plotted, trained, and immersed themselves
in a western country that they hated with all their hearts. And on a fateful day that would come to be known across the world as 9/11, they boarded planes and piloted them into American buildings, felling two of the greatest creations in America.
They would take the lives of 2,977 victims, topping even the Japanese, who had killed 2,335 in their surprise attack on Pearl Harbor sixty years earlier in 1941.

Al-Qaeda, under the leadership of Osama bin Laden, killed more innocent people
with box cutters, knives, and four commercial aircraft than the Japanese had with a coordinated attack of 353 planes and five submarines.

But like the Japanese before them, al-Qaeda had gone too far this time.
The United States might’ve mostly ignored the previous attacks by al-Qaeda that dated back to 1993, but they wouldn’t forgive or forget this one.

As the smoldering heaps darkened the sky over New York, a country united in spirit and grief.
Americans mourned. Americans rallied. Americans reacted.

The response would initially be directed toward a backward country listed on the maps as Afghanistan. The Taliban, a religious order that ruled most of Afghanistan, refused to give up the band of terrorists
serving in Al-Qaeda. So America added the Taliban to its list of foes that would feel the harsh wrath of an angry, wounded country.

And in this fight on foreign lands, America brought its richest resource. No, this wasn’t technology, airpower, or superior weapons.
Rather, America brought the one thing that had fed and fueled its expansion since settlers landed at Jamestown, Virginia, more than 400 years ago in 1607: It brought an ample abundance of optimism and can-do spirit.
And it would need it, in this broken and battered country that hadn’t caught a break in decades. Perhaps even in centuries.

Despite the fact that Afghanistan’s massive size rivals that of Texas. Despite the fact that its literacy rate hovers at 20 percent.
(Most countries average above 80-plus percent.) And despite the fact that the country had endured a nine-year war with the Russians, followed immediately by a twelve-year civil war, where it tore itself even further apart,
America believed it could not only destroy Al-Qaeda and the Taliban, but that it could also create a democracy in one of the poorest, most uneducated countries in the world.

Sadly, America did not rally its full effort for this task, sending less than 1 percent
of its population to attempt the impossible. Worse, it mostly ignored the fate of these men and women, quickly losing interest in this grand enterprise, caring more about the Sopranos, the Walking Dead, Game of Thrones, and a dozen other TV shows that dropped the past 20 years.
To this day, most Americans would be hard-pressed to name even three Afghan cities. I doubt many can even name one, to say nothing of the many historic battles, hills, and valleys where we spilled the blood of our people (and theirs), chasing an impossible dream.
The brutal truth is that we sent our professional Roman Legions to a far-flung land to defend us while we laughed and loved and dined on grapes and wine in the shade here at home.

And even in this GREAT unjustness, our U.S. service members never faltered in their duty.
They never complained. They never refused orders. Instead, they threw themselves into the task with the vigor and participation that should rival all wars in history.

Of the 800,000 that served in the country known as the “Graveyard of Empires,” almost 30,000 volunteered for
more than five tours there. (That number would probably be far higher, but many also served tours in Iraq.)

Twenty-three hundred would die in this harsh land of hills, snow-capped mountains, and sun-baked desert in the south (Helmand).
It was actually in the scorching oven of Helmand, where temperatures often topped 120 degrees, that more than four hundred British or American soldiers would be killed; more casualties than any other province.
The price was high — TOO HIGH — but even those Americans who survived the fighting in Afghanistan without physical wounds surrendered years of their lives, thousands of marriages, and their own mental stability.
To this day, most Americans remain blind to this offering and contribution by so many. It is an act that borders upon a crime.

Sadly (incredibly even), suicides among military personnel are 4x higher than deaths from operations, with more than 30,000 service members
paying the ultimate price after returning home safely from our two major wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.)

They have laid down their lives, no differently than their brethren and sistren who bled out in the retched poppy fields and maze-like mud compounds of the old world.
The footnotes are ugly; as gruesome as the IEDs favored by the enemy. Let us not dwell on these.

The headlines are prettier:

-- Osama bin Laden is dead.

-- Al-Qaeda has been dismembered.

-- America has been rendered safe.
And Afghanistan is now a mostly functioning democracy, in the fight of its life against a resurgent Taliban.

In a country that whipped men who shaved, forced women to remain covered, and executed offenders in a soccer stadium for amusement, America did the impossible.
We deployed our military more than eight timezones away to a land 7,000 miles distant, and in this unknown land, we chased our foes into the hills with near-reckless courage. Sometimes, even on horseback.
We created a democracy that Afghanistan can preserve, if it does not wilt in its fight.

We created something to behold. Something to cherish. Something we struggle to hold onto here at home, nearly two hundred and forty years after our founding.
In that barren, desolute country, we have created a miracle. We have created a democracy. One that sputters and needs fine-tuning, but a democracy nonetheless.

A place where women can be treated as equals and rise to the highest levers of power.
(A place where they already have, in fact. More than 20 percent of parliament are women. Females have even served as ambassadors, in a region where twenty years ago they were property; not even allowed to leave their homes without male escort.)
It’s impossible to know what the fate of Afghanistan will become. But let’s never forget what our courageous and brave American fighting men and women achieved there.
(With the help of Allies, of course, but let us never forget who bore the brunt. And who bore the grievous wound that started it all.)

America did not lose Afghanistan. Never believe those words, no matter who speaks them.

America built Afghanistan.
And we did it in the span of 20 years.

We showed them courage. We showed them equality. We showed them mercy (far too many times, when calls for fire were canceled for fear we might wound the innocent, while men screamed in terror and died.)

We taught the Afghans how to fight.
We taught them how to work hard. We taught them how to believe in something better. Something greater than themselves. Something worth sacrificing for.

Let us never forget this great accomplishment, despite what might happen in the years to come.
If you are a veteran who served in Afghanistan, thank you for your service. I know more Americans wish to thank you for all that you have done than you possibly can know. It’s not as high a number as you wish, nor as high as it should be,
but tens of millions of Americans are grateful for your service. (Millions more are children now who will seek to replicate your courage and honor in uniform themselves. I speak from experience on this topic.)

Your experience has inspired untold numbers and literally helped
change the world for the better.

My Afghan veterans, I beg you to be proud of what you achieved and do NOT view our withdrawal as a defeat. As something that was a failure.

Seek help when the monsters in your head are raging. Take it one day at a time. One hour, even.
Do not strip our country, nor your family, of your greatness.

We need you and we love you. And we will need your strength, wisdom, and discipline as our country continues to mend and heal its own democracy.

Find your new mission at home and may God grant you the peace
that you so richly deserve. And may the generations that follow, even one hundred years from now, proclaim the heroic, herculean efforts you achieved in that far-away land.

Likewise, let us not forget the local Afghans who are continuing the fight in the new-born democracy.
They face dangers and dark nights in the weeks and months to come, but they can hold. They must hold.

Democracy, my friends, is worth fighting for. It’s even, I hesitate to say, worth dying for. Thanks to all who served in that land. May you be richly blessed for your sacrifice.

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