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As long as there is pUTdah .. , the Mul- this time, not to mention that of the northern Iraq in summer. Although
lahs and other evil-disposed factions will rapidly retrenching local Taliban? outsiders are not welcome, tradition
hatch all manner of intrigues and vil- Among the fierce tribal territories also stipulates that once there, ifpeace-
lainies behind it, and we can never real- that stretch for a thousand miles along able, they be treated well; along with
ly know what goes on or prevent it. ... the border between Afghanistan and purdah, Wazirs also follow pashtun-
-British Commissioner Pakistan, Waziristan is the most re- wali-an ancient tribal code under
Richard Bruce, on his ill-fated 1894 bellious and remote. On paper, the which the requirement of hospitality is
mission in Waziristan 4,473-square-mile region-almost the second only to that of revenge. Since
sizeof Connecticut, with about a quar- the United States went to war in
Afghanistan in 2001, Waziri-
JOlting through a dry stan has become a destination
riverbed road in a curtained for Al Qaeda and Taliban
Jeep last year, I squinted fighters not only because they
through three layers of veils, are fellow Pashtuns and Sun-
looking for signs of Ibrahim ni Muslims but also because
the Snatcher, the local bad- these men are engaged in a
mash. It is said that Ibrahim fight against feranghis (for-
and his gang sometimes kid- eigners), whose presence
nap an entire earful of people threatens the purdah by which
for ransom. Although my Wazirs have kept their realm
companions and I had just "pure and veiled" since 600
successfully, and illegally, B.C. In the interim, Wazirs
passed through the six armed have successfully resisted the
checkpoints maintained by authority of Alexander the
the Pakistani government Great and the British Empire,
along its tribal borderlands, among others. Between 1936
the real danger seemed ahead of us. A ter of the population-has been part of and 1947 alone, the British lost at least
year earlier, on my first visit here, the Pakistan since 1947. But the Wazirs 800 soldiers at the hands of the Wazirs,
locals had claimed to like Americans are first and foremost ethnic Pashtuns, finally abandoning the re-
and treated us as honored guests. I and for the most part practice purdah- gion altogether.
wondered how they would receive us
now after a year of U.S. bombings just
across the border. Had our relatively
a systemic cultural isolationism that
shuns outsiders. Geography favors their
isolation. To the west, high crags inlaid
I n 2001 the day U.S. air strikes be-
gan, I had found myself in [anikhel
worldly Wazir hostesses misjudged the with caves (Tora Bora is just across UOHN-ee-hell], one of Waziristan's
extent of their neighbors' tolerance the border) give way to the hard- thousands of uncharted villages, in-
packed desiccated plains of eastern vited, then carefully smuggled there-
Eliza Griswold lives in New Yark City, Waziristan, similar to the flatlands of along with American photographer
of a hill. Tehmina clutches at her begin to rock the car chassis, veils ~hat evening, as Uzma and her
bosom. This trip is a little more than aflutter. We are underneath the mother offer evening prayers on the
she anticipated. Barkatullah ex- jeep when the driver shouts. In the veranda, her little brother, Momin,
plains, "The Talibs hate America distance, over the flat scree plain, a comes skulking through the green
and believe that America is against column of what looks like smoke is gate, very pale. He's been playing
our religion and trying to change rising: dust kicked up by an ap- cricket, and the cuffs of his white sal-
us." He explains that the mullahs proaching car. We veil ourselves. war kameez are gray with dust. He
came to power here because there
was no law to stop them. 'This war
will never end," he says, squinting
toward the village. "Hundreds of
Qaeda fighters passed through this
way. Most stayed in this village."
The high wooden doors of the vil-
lage are locked. An armed sentry
speaks to Barkatullah and looks to-
ward the car. The gates creak open,
and we are led to a building that
looks like a lighthouse made of mud.
Inside sit three women. "We've nev-
er seen a war like this before," says
Itwar Bibi, the widow of Mohammad
Salan, one of the Taliban fighters
from the village killed in December
2001 at Khost, they say by an Amer-
ican bomb." ow none of us can
leave the Islamic brotherhood," she
adds, rocking a crate hanging from
the ceiling that serves as a crib. An-
other of her children chases a chick- Barkarullah chuckles. A black Dat- perches on the edge of my charpai
en around the tiny room, where a sun pulls up and stops before us, five and says in English, "The Taliban
crowd of women has now gathered. dark-turbaned men inside: Taliban. know you're here and they're coming
Each sold her wedding jewelry to One climbs down to help us, and to get you tonight."
raise money for the T aliban. the truck rattles away. He is young "How do they know we're Ameri-
"This war will go on forever," It- and doesn't seem to know what to cans, or even here at all?"
war Bibi continues, smiling politely. do with the tire either, but after a "I dunno." He frowns and shuffles
00 Beauty Unperceived
1 Cobblers; 2 Females; 3 World War Mary Oliver .
I; 4 All three; 5 Zero; 6 The strike; 7 Insecurity underfoot
Grover Cleveland; 8 Ronald Reagan; Robert Mic.hael Pyle
9 Joe Hill; 10 U.S. president; 11 New
York Tribune; 12 half ... half; 13
W.E.B. DuBois; 14 Convicts.