January 24th, 2011
10:30 AM ET
Generations of opium addiction
Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan - In a far flung corner of northern Afghanistan, Aziza reaches into the dark wooden cupboard, rummages around, and pulls out a small lump of something wrapped in plastic.
She unwraps it, breaking off a small chunk as if it were chocolate, and feeds it to four-year-old son, Omaidullah. It's his breakfast - a lump of pure opium.
It seems like we Americans manage to make a mess of things everywhere we venture and Afghanistan is no exception to the rule! I say that isolationism is a very good idea whose time has come!
Very well stated,George. Thank you for yor imput.
Never can understand ..wish they have better food than this