I came across a candid post by an Afghanistan veteran, on what she thought of the U.S pulling out of the country. You should have a read, but here is an excerpt:
We use people up and throw them away like it’s nothing.
And now, finally, we are leaving and the predictable thing is happening. The Taliban is surging in and taking it all back. They were always going to do this, because they have a thing you cannot buy or train, they have patience and a bloody-mindedness that warrants more respect than we ever gave them.
I am Team Get The Fuck Out Of Afghanistan which, as a friend pointed out to me today, has always been Team Taliban. It’s Team Taliban or Team Stay Forever.
There is no third team.
And so I sit here, reading these sad fucking articles and these horrified social media posts about the suffering in Afghanistan and the horror of the encroaching Taliban and how awful it is that this is happening but I can’t stop feeling this grim happiness, like, finally, you fuckers, finally you have to face the thing Afghanistan has always been. You can’t keep lying to yourself about what you sent us into.
No more blown up soldiers. No more Bollywood videos on phones whose owners are getting shipped god knows where. No more hypocrisy.
No more pretending it meant anything. It didn’t.
It didn’t mean a goddamn thing.
Source: Laura Jedeed
Another vet shared this on his Twitter
What weighed heavily in my heart today and what angered me is that when a minority group of people have the influence and power to change other lives for the better, as it often is the case around the world, the outcome is usually that generations of innocent people suffer. Why does that have to be the case?
Minh Quang Duong 
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