Word: elders
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...move freely around Afghanistan. The Taliban destroyed satellite phones, and the Afghan ambassador in Pakistan moved down to Quetta for more secure contact with Taliban leaders in Kandahar. Taliban police are checking beneath women's body-length veils for disguised spies and keeping an eye on any tribal elder receiving guests or a sudden flow of money...
Meanwhile, tribal chieftains such as Achakzai have their own game plan against the Taliban. In Quetta, the elders of the 23 million-strong Pashtun tribe, which is spread across western Pakistan and most of Afghanistan, are moving to bring back Mohammed Zahir Shah, the deposed Afghan King who is living in Rome. In high-walled and guarded villas, these elders receive a stream of whispering chieftains, Afghan ex-army generals, mujahedin commanders and Pakistani officials--all eager recruits for an uprising against the Taliban. "It's happening so fast," says Hamad Karzai, an influential Afghan Pashtun elder who is backing...
...costumes undulate in time to a disco beat. There is an air of anticipation?and it's not for the party's black, 250-km/h centerpiece. Suddenly, amid a mob of paparazzi, two women prance in wearing body-clinging leopard-print dresses. As the crowd shrieks, Kyoko Kano, the elder of the slinky duo, dismisses the dancing girls with a flick of her green contact-lensed eyes. "They're the kittens," she purrs, "and we're the big cats...
Koité could not have provided a bigger contrast. Despite referring to Mapfumo as, “My elder brother,” Koité—a relative newcomer in West African music compared to superstars such as Baba Maal or Salif Keita—comes from a new generation of African musicians. The sound of Koité’s band escalated as each member arrived on stage and added their instruments to the burgeoning sound before Koité himself arrived and added his high-octane acoustic guitar playing and stunningly pure, flexible voice...
...Quetta Miraculously, I get permission to travel to Chaman, the last Pakistani outpost before Afghanistan. The border is no more than a chain. Rafiq Ahmed, a mustached Pakistani youth in his mid-twenties, hovers uncertainly, unsure whether he wants to cross into Afghanistan. "My elder brother left home to join the Taliban," Rafiq says. "I must find him and bring him back home before he is killed." But Rafiq has fears about his quest. He's worried he'll be beaten by the Taliban for not having a beard, or dragooned into fighting for them. Swallowing hard, he finally crosses...