“Cruelty that knows no ethnicity”
(this is a thread of portions autotranslated into English)
“I left Kabul…with memories of a city that is no longer a city, of a country that is no longer a country…
Unemployment and poverty breathe here…
[i know many people in the center of any city in Afghanistan], who eat only one meal a day…And that's not real food, something that looks like food, something to trick the stomach to last until morning…
poverty knows no ethnic boundaries, hunger does not require a passport…This pain knows no borders, this sorrow knows no ethnicity, this poverty embraces everyone…
The Taliban, with those black turbans and long beards, have swallowed their own people first and foremost in the name of Islam and tradition…
This should not be forgotten, this should be shouted out…
The oppression of the Taliban is a class oppression that hides itself behind the mask of ethnicity and religion. And this is the most accurate description of this monster: the enemy of all the poor, of whatever ethnicity and religion they may be…
Girls who have been taken from school and have no future but forced marriage or eternal homelessness. Boys who must either join the ranks of the Taliban and become oppressors, or remain in the ranks of the hungry and die…
the Taliban do not rule only through fear and hunger; they have built a sophisticated surveillance apparatus. Their intelligence has become terrifyingly strong during this time. They have eyes in every corner of the city, ears in every crowd. If anyone says, writes, or even whispers something that they do not like, they are arrested that day. The domestic media has no right to broadcast this news…
I got out of this hell. I came from Kabul to Bamyan, to this poor hut under Mount Baba. I tried to calm myself down, to tell myself that this is how things are and that we must get along. I couldn’t, and I can’t… I have not fled, I have just come to a distant point for a few days to better see the extent of the disaster. And from this distance, Afghanistan is a hell whose map has been drawn not on paper, but on the skin of the hungry…
I cannot accept a world order that, in the name of aid, keeps us alive for further slaughter. This I cannot, is the essence of what can be called anarchism: the rejection of any centralized power that, in the name of God, law, ethnicity, or humanitarian aid, humiliates man.”
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