benazir bhutto assassinated
My guess is that Pakistan is about to explode.
on 12/27/2007 at 09:36 AM
I have the distinct feeling that our however tenuous and fragile ‘ally’ in Pakistan held mostly by Musharraf is about to be wiped out by the Taliban/radical islamic extremists - and the terrorists will once again get a foothold in another country (which btw has nuclear missles) can we spell WWIII?
The lib sites must be going nuts with their bds - oh no another War! fears.
I truly wondered how a Woman could be so Taliban/Sharia supporting and elected to Office - sometimes wonder if this was a whole setup to keep the World out of Pakistan’s business while the radical islamists of the World had a place to run to, hide out and wheel and deal - under everyone’s noses because they appeared to be so moderate? Great disguise - but now that is over.
And I agree - Pakistan is about to explode - and I wonder where the first missle is going to be aimed?!?
"The Religion of Peace”.... yeah, I’m sure it IS peaceful in the grave.
This is sad to me.
In 1986, I visited Pakistan. I was on the USS Truxtun (CGN-35). Our Battlegroup showed up in Karachi, Pakistan a week after the Soviet battlegroup had left.
My first memory is that we had to anchor five miles outside the harbor and take the local ‘water taxis’ into Karachi. I’ve got pictures that I should probably scan and post. That was an adventure itself. An adventure there and back.
It was interesting. To roam the markets, haggle with the merchants, fend off the beggars (actually, not that different from Tijuana, but the Hindu women were far more attractive...)
I caught a movie while in Karachi. It was called ‘Sherlock Holmes and The Temple of Doom.’ In the States it was simply ‘Young Sherlock Holmes.’
I went seriously shopping the last two days of our visit. We were very well received (Seems the Ruskies didn’t have any money to spend). I walked into a rug merchant’s stall and promptly sat down and waited. Seems it was time for prayer. I respectfully waited until the merchant was done and then he was all helpful. I ended up buying six rugs (five of which I gave as gifts when I got home)
I also hired a horse carriage to the Street of Woodworkers. There I shopped and ultimately bought a carved wooden chest with brass inlay. I watched them finish it! Both the carving and the inlaying. Never seen such talent done so fast. We spent about an hour haggling (I had to keep in mind exchange rates, not just the exchange rates, but WHEN would this merchant submit the charges? Would he wait until the exchange rate was ruinous?) and finally we loaded the chest onto the horse carriage, and back to the waterfront we went.
This was the only time I personally felt threatened in Karachi, the carriage went past the Iranian Ministry, which had five guards with AK-47s. We safely passed them and got to the waterfront. I paid off the carriage, and waited for the next water taxi.
To be honest, I’ve always wanted to go back there. With my wife. The shopping and haggling alone would make her vacation. And I still want to go to Mohenjo-Daro. I was signed up for the tour, but it was canceled due to terrorist threats.
Karachi was my favorite stop on my one-time WestPac. It was better than Singapore, where I spent three hours haggling over a new camera. Mine had died. I bought a great one for half the price it would have cost in the States. The one that died cost me $20 to fix when I got home. I still have both.
A week after we left Karachi, Reagan bombed Libya. I saw the news footage of anti-American protests in Karachi. Sad.
