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MTA is too busy spending outrageously excessive amounts of money on construction and maintenance. It's easily the filthiest public transit system I've ever been on (admittedly a small sample size). I'm always paranoid about other people, particularly crazy people, and try to stand near the wall if anyone is around.https://www.vice.com/en/article/bvn...iaerRw-ZroSqvVbqkdZHo4lRc_7oWCBOKMCfnUjAMo_E8
Other Countries Have Gates That Would Have Prevented NYC’s Subway Killing
Advocates have been calling on the MTA to install subway platform doors for years to prevent exactly this kind of tragedy. Instead, the MTA hasn’t built any.
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The casual way the guy in the first video talks about it "we were wearing masks, nobody understood each other so we had a brawl. I got a bruise, no one got hurt, thats that" (Paraphased)Getting wild out there.
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Terrible news
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By that logic...I already provided the source in a post earlier. He wanted to become the 4th axis power but his demands were rejected.
Yes that's what you posted earlier too.
Good so its a fact.Yes that's what you posted earlier too.
Absolutely worthless conversation, thanks.Good so its a fact.
DittoAbsolutely worthless conversation, thanks.
I'm not entirely convinced of this. Afghanistan was occupied by a foreign power trying to impose a foreign political culture on it. The coalition were saying here's your democracy, be nice to women and the gays. This was a completely alien culture to the people of Afghanistan. They were just saying 'sure boss, can we have some more cash and guns?'. They were never invested in the political system that the coalition was trying to sell them so it was of no surprise that it all fell apart so quickly.
I accept that I framed that post in poor language but I'm not really sure what you're trying to say here. I was specifically talking about the Afghan leaders and army installed by the coalition that effectively surrendered in short time to the Taliban in 2021.The arrogance. The smug moral superiority. Disgusting.
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2021/09/13/the-other-afghan-women
In 1989, the Soviets withdrew in defeat, but Shakira continued to hear the pounding of mortars outside the house’s mud walls. Competing mujahideen factions were now trying to carve up the country for themselves. Villages like Pan Killay were lucrative targets: there were farmers to tax, rusted Soviet tanks to salvage, opium to export. Pazaro, a woman from a nearby village, recalled, “We didn’t have a single night of peace. Our terror had a name, and it was Amir Dado.”
The first time Shakira saw Dado, through the judas of her parents’ front gate, he was in a pickup truck, trailed by a dozen armed men, parading through the village “as if he were the President.” Dado, a wealthy fruit vender turned mujahideen commander, with a jet-black beard and a prodigious belly, had begun attacking rival strongmen even before the Soviets’ defeat. He hailed from the upper Sangin Valley, where his tribe, the Alikozais, had held vast feudal plantations for centuries. The lower valley was the home of the Ishaqzais, the poor tribe to which Shakira belonged. Shakira watched as Dado’s men went from door to door, demanding a “tax” and searching homes. A few weeks later, the gunmen returned, ransacking her family’s living room while she cowered in a corner. Never before had strangers violated the sanctity of her home, and she felt as if she’d been stripped naked and thrown into the street.
In 1992, Lashkar Gah fell to a faction of mujahideen. Shakira had an uncle living there, a Communist with little time for the mosque and a weakness for Pashtun tunes. He’d recently married a young woman, Sana, who’d escaped a forced betrothal to a man four times her age. The pair had started a new life in Little Moscow, a Lashkar Gah neighborhood that Sana called “the land where women have freedom”—but, when the mujahideen took over, they were forced to flee to Pan Killay.
Shakira was tending the cows one evening when Dado’s men surrounded her with guns. “Where’s your uncle?” one of them shouted. The fighters stormed into the house—followed by Sana’s spurned fiancé. “She’s the one!” he said. The gunmen dragged Sana away. When Shakira’s other uncles tried to intervene, they were arrested. The next day, Sana’s husband turned himself in to Dado’s forces, begging to be taken in her place. Both were sent to the strongman’s religious court and sentenced to death.
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The family, penned between Amir Dado to the north and the Ninety-third Division to the south, was growing desperate. Then one afternoon, when Shakira was sixteen, she heard shouts from the street: “The Taliban are here!” She saw a convoy of white Toyota Hiluxes filled with black-turbanned fighters carrying white flags. Shakira hadn’t ever heard of the Taliban, but her father explained that its members were much like the poor religious students she’d seen all her life begging for alms. Many had fought under the mujahideen’s banner but quit after the Soviets’ withdrawal; now, they said, they were remobilizing to put an end to the tumult. In short order, they had stormed the Gereshk bridge, dismantling the Ninety-third Division, and volunteers had flocked to join them as they’d descended on Sangin. Her brother came home reporting that the Taliban had also overrun Dado’s positions. The warlord had abandoned his men and fled to Pakistan. “He’s gone,” Shakira’s brother kept saying. “He really is.” The Taliban soon dissolved Dado’s religious court—freeing Sana and her husband, who were awaiting execution—and eliminated the checkpoints. After fifteen years, the Sangin Valley was finally at peace.
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One night in 2003, Shakira was jolted awake by the voices of strange men. She rushed to cover herself. When she ran to the living room, she saw, with panic, the muzzles of rifles being pointed at her. The men were larger than she’d ever seen, and they were in uniform. These are the Americans, she realized, in awe. Some Afghans were with them, scrawny men with Kalashnikovs and checkered scarves. A man with an enormous beard was barking orders: Amir Dado.
Ya, I saw your post a second after seeing this, so was already in a pretty foul mood about these blanket statements about western victims.I accept that I framed that post in poor language but I'm not really sure what you're trying to say here. I was specifically talking about the Afghan leaders and army installed by the coalition that effectively surrendered in short time to the Taliban in 2021.
No problem. I agree. All such interventions will be, at least, two faced.Ya, I saw your post a second after seeing this, so was already in a pretty foul mood about these blanket statements about western victims.
My point was that while the Americans might have been seen as the bringers of liberal freedoms (which locals mostly didn't care for), they also brought in an awful corrupt govt propped up by despised fanatics and goons. Much more to it than Afghans rejecting women's rights or democracy.
(And you can apply the same thing to the Soviet invasion, which built girls' schools while killing a million people- it's tough to separate when both are being done by the same force).
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