Concussive bomb thunder and smells of gunpowder aren’t unusual for citizens of Nangarhar, the Afghan province where U.S forces recently dropped MOAB, the largest non-nuclear explosive device ever used.
This zone of my native country has been a battleground since the 1980’s Soviet war, which was followed by infestations of Osama bin-Laden’s al-Qaeda, the Taliban, pro-Pakistan mujahideen, and the Haqqani network. The latest plague – and target of that Mother of All Bombs – is Daesh, the Arabic acronym for the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS).
Although I have written before about Afghanistan’s failed state, I dream of a day when the primary product of this land is tourism, not terrorism.
We have beautiful national parks, mountains, lakes and rivers, historic shrines and museums. You can look them up on Trip Advisor.
Sadly, some of these mountains and much of this land has been usurped by Daesh, as it was by other zealots before them.
Why Afghanistan? Three reasons, as they say in the real estate business: location, location, location.