Mr. Old Bills has been busy as it’s been my objective to
clear the books of these old obligations before I leave in a month or so,
easing the burden to my successor. The
locals know it and have been bum-rushing my office hoping to hear the Ka-Chunk
of my stamper. It hasn’t been working
for them. The last three Committee
sessions I chaired resulted in nothing approved representing in some $55M in
old claims still sitting around. They
are getting nervous and so am I since the prevailing leadership winds around here
are saying “no”, mostly on principle. My
strategy for the next month while I tee up the options for leadership is
simple; make Afghans produce good paper (and excuses), let them sweat a bit to
instill discipline, and keep myself safe for another day. If I say “no”, now then my cloak of
invincibility loses its mojo, putting me and my team at risk. I just don’t need this shit.
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