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Inside Afghanistan. At last. After weeks of signing up on countless lists, sending in dozens of ID photos and trying to ingratiate myself with any bearded man who pops through the iron gate of the Quetta consulate of the Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan, I'd about given up hope of entering the last remaining Taliban strongholds. Then, last Monday, the Taliban started issuing visas to every reporter in sight. TIME magazine was right up there with Mexican TV and Swedish radio...
...Quetta, a friend was drinking tea with some Afghans, and two woman walked by in burqas. It was almost like the women were in mini-skirts. Hidden under yards of cloth, who knows...they could've been toothless hags. But the Afghan men's imagination was inflamed. They swooned when a breeze hugged the women and made it possible to see the slightest contour of their hips, a fluttering of the burqa around their ankles. So maybe you can understand why there are hundreds of Afghans perched on the wall of our compound watching the four or five women...
...aircraft were sent to help.) The Taliban also claims it seized an airdrop of 600 AK-47 rifles meant for Karzai. The regime insisted that he had been "under siege" and was airlifted out of Afghanistan on Saturday. But in a call later that day to his family in Quetta, Karzai said he was safe and still in Afghanistan...
...just Alliance soldiers who welcomed a change. One month into the conflict, the U.S. war effort is under siege from a global chorus of critics-chiming in everywhere from the streets of Quetta to the hallways of Congress-who say the campaign to crush the Taliban and seize Osama bin Laden is hurtling toward either humiliating defeat or inescapable quagmire; that U.S. bombs are doing either too much damage, not enough or both at the same time; and that the U.S. had better produce some "wins" soon, before the Muslim holy month of Ramadan (which begins...
...That's when the Edhi ambulance picked him up. From there, he was taken to the civil hospital in Quetta, where he still awaits an operation to remove the bullets. Abdul Halim, was beside him, gently massaging his brother's hand. Hekmatullah was bearded (of course), and he had a gaunt, ascetic pallor; it was like a deathbed scene by El Greco. "Why has this happened to my brother?" cried Abdul Halim in disbelief. Under the circumstances, I couldn't bring myself to explain about "collateral damage...