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Afghanistan ‘08- Day Five

Today we rode in a convoy to Camp Blackhorse, another small base around Kabul. The only live entertainment they’ve had in the last year was a military band that played Celtic music so, needless to say, we were well received.

Prior to the show I joined one of the soldiers and a local interpreter for a traditional Afghan meal. The food didn’t scare me- it was actually quite good- and it was great to learn about the culture from a native. Not only that, he was seriously hot in a sweet, smart, has-no-idea-how-much-pussy-he-could-get-in-America kind of way. He told us how he fell in love with a woman but her father wouldn’t let her marry him so now he’s engaged to a woman that was arranged for him. He said that’s still very common in Afghanistan (even among cousins) and although he claimed he’s fallen in love with his fiancé, I thought I detected a bit of disappointment. If there had been any alcohol on the table, I totally would have tested his affections for her.

Naturally I had to ask him how familiar the Afghans are with American films and movie stars. He said they mostly watch action films and enjoy stars like Arnold Schwarzenegger and Jean-Claude Van Damme. That made me laugh- I’d forgotten what a big star Van Damme used to be. Coming here is like stepping into a time warp. But he said they’re not totally behind and many enjoy the show “24″ and would trade 72 virgins for Angelina Jolie in a heartbeat (okay, that’s not how he put it but you get the point).

He also expanded on the concept of “Brotherly Love Thursdays,” which I’d heard about from a lot of the soldiers. They had told me that the women here are primarily for reproduction and the men turn to each other for a good time. The interpreter said the practice is not as prevalent as the soldiers suggested but that it’s also not unusual for men to be with other men- or more specifically with boys. I didn’t care to get further details after hearing that.

This was the first location where I was housed in the regular soldiers’ quarters with two roommates. The accommodations were tiny, the tampons were plentiful. I swear, I stepped into the bathroom and thought this was a shrine to the tampon gods. Apparently a lot of companies donate items to the soldiers. Too bad it’s stuff like tampons instead of high speed Internet and toilet seat covers.

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