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Forever the outsider, September 20, 2009
This review is from: The Khaarijee: A Chronicle of Friendship and War in Kabul (Hardcover)
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Malcolm Garcia considers himself a good friend of the translator and driver who, during several sojourns in Afghanistan, ferried him around the dusty and war-shattered streets of Kabul, and occasionally, the dangerous, unpaved and war-gutted roads of the moonscape countryside.
But he cannot pronounce the man's (albeit simple) name, Khalid, and calls him Bro. It takes him several trips, over many years, before it occurs to him to ask the man's surname. This is a friend? No, the "khaarijee" of the book's title (meaning stranger) is the only thing Garcia gets right here. He has no genuine understanding of friendship, and even less of history, Islam or war.
Indeed, Garcia refers to virtually everyone by a nickname he concocts upon meeting them --- often disrespectful, and seldom replaced with a genuine name. Only on Garcia's fourth or later trip, in March 2004, does it dawn on the former social worker that a man might be insulted by his lack of concern for their feelings.
"Yeltsin, is that you," he shouts into his phone at 4 a.m., unduly taunting an Islamabad taxi driver first encountered less than eight hours earlier. "Yes, sir, but that is not my name, sir," the man replies. Several hours later, the driver has ferried Garcia (as requested) to Peshawar, the closest he can get to South Waziristan, where "Mr. Big" (Osama bin Laden) may have been captured. It's of course a false lead, and Garcia realizes en route that not only do Peshawar Pakistanis hate the U.S., but they also believe "Israel was responsible for your September 11 attacks to give Americans an excuse to attack Muslims." Moreover, despite repeatedly telling Garcia "you are our guest, sir," and assuring him that killings guests is "forbidden in Islam," Pakistanis can be easily worked into a murderous frenzy, and would just as soon kill him as treat him to tea.
In the same way, Garcia wants to look after six 13-ish Kabul war orphans he meets during the first five months of 2003. They sit outside his Mustafa hotel "on shoeshine boxes and hustle Westerners for change." He gives them "street" nicknames, too --- for the sunglasses or windbreaker they wear, or chocolate candy they crave. But Garcia never makes a firm commitment, to his driver friend Bro, or to his "boys."
Sure, Garcia gives readers some great Hemingway-like war stories here, complete with staccato sentences and the bereft feeling that the whole world's going to heck at the end of each chapter.
But the moral surely isn't one the author intended: Hearts and minds can only be lost (not won) in a country stuck in 1260, where life for 30 years --- no, centuries --- has remained rooted in fighting. The more troops and resources the U.S. invests in the effort, the faster hearts, minds and more lives will be lost.
--- Alyssa A. Lappen
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:
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Beautifully written, direct, honest and intimate., September 7, 2009
This review is from: The Khaarijee: A Chronicle of Friendship and War in Kabul (Hardcover)
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I was immediately taken by this absorbing and moving account of the war in Afghanistan. The Khaarijee: A Chronicle of Friendship and War in Kabul is beautifully written, direct, honest and intimate. J. Malcolm Garcia as a competent war reporter gives us important and enlightening journalism. He is generous in providing much needed perspective on the brutal and never-ending conflict in this devastated, war-ravaged country. But he also gives the reader so much more in this extraordinary memoir. He reaches deeply into the issues of the long-suffering, war torn people of Afghanistan. It is a gripping and intense story of their horror and outrage, of their anger and fear. Yet it is also a story rich with tenderness and poignancy, of humor and friendship, of culture and faith. Garcia with moving honesty reveals his own personal transformation over the seven years of his professional work in Afghanistan. As a former social worker in San Francisco, having worked for over fourteen years in a detox program for the homeless, he was drained and numb. He wanted out of social work, out of his life as it was, so he took up journalism and became an overseas newspaper reporter, landing in Kabul for the first time in November 2001, two months after September 11th. As an American reporter with limited journalism experience and no knowledge of the local languages, Garcia hired an Afghan interpreter/driver who would help him navigate through the political, social, and cultural maze in the capital of the conflicted, violent battleground of Afghanistan. His interpreter is Khalid, a 24 year Muslim of a Pashtun tribe who Garcia nicknamed "Bro." Likewise Bro named Garcia "Khaarijee", the outsider. After a short time of working together they became affectionate friends, eventually as close as brothers. With Bro as his guide, his protector, his friend, Garcia learns to love Afghanistan, its people, its history, its culture. Garcia found himself not only reporting on the war but immersing himself completely in Afghanistan. It became his professional and emotional center of gravity. He describes himself as the outsider seeking his place in the Afghan culture. He finds that place with the help of Bro in pursuit of his personal mission "to make a difference." It is in the lives of six homeless, war-orphaned boys who Garcia and Bro find scavenging for survival on the streets of Kabul that Garcia tries to make a difference. The story of Garcia, Bro and the six boys unfolds in a touching, profound way. I found it difficult to put down. I highly recommend The Khaarijee: A Chronicle of Friendship and War in Kabul.
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2 of 3 people found the following review helpful:
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Interesting, yet annoying memoir of travels in Afghanistan, November 20, 2009
This review is from: The Khaarijee: A Chronicle of Friendship and War in Kabul (Hardcover)
Malcolm Garcia's book, "The Khaarijee" is an account of his journalistic experiences in Afghanistan (and to a much lesser extent Pakistan). It is interesting less for the facts and events recounted (there are far better written and more informative books about Afghanistan out there), but as an account of the country by a relatively unsophisticated man, and also for an account of what mundane, daily life was like for journalists in the country earlier in the decade. His lack of experience in international journalism, or with the culture and peoples of the region provides a perspective that most writers and journalists could not or do not provide.
His incomplete, rushed transition from social worker to local news reporter to international affairs is very noticeable throughout the book. While I found this unique view interesting, I also (like many other reviewers) got annoyed with Garcia. Giving people nicknames due to his inability or unwillingness to learn names that are alien to him is not only bizarre, but rather rude. While I got the impression that Garcia viewed this as something that readers should find endearing, or at least "cute", I only found it uncouth.
Like most readers, I thought that it was great that he saved "Maggot". However, his behavior with the dog afterwards was shockingly insensitive given local customs. He must have learned that Afghans/Muslims typically disdain dogs and view them as unclean. Garcia appared not to care at all. He gave himself the right to bring his dog whereever he went. Even in dog-friendly countries in the West, are we to believe that he would bring a dog into a meeting with a Minister or Cabinet Secretary? Would he bring his dog to his favorite restaurants in Kansas City? This is just stupid, insensitive behavior. He exhibits this same behavior with his drinking, making no attempt to keeping his beer consumption out of the view of locals who, as Muslims, revile alcohol consumption. At othertimes throughout the book, the author comes across as the prototypical "ugly American" overseas. Why he seemed so unwilling to try to adapt to local cultural mores is beyond me.
The way he handles the poor boys is another case in point. Garcia clearly responded to the deprived in Afghanistan the way 99% of us would, by simply giving or spending money and hoping for the best. Setting up charitable foundations and work like that would not be something I or most people could do, and I obviously do not critique him for not doing that. But the way he handled (or maybe still handles) the situation with the 6 boys appeared incompetent, if not insensitive. He was repeatedly warned by "Bro"/Khalid that the boys would have expectations, both financial and emotional. Garcia seemed to think that simply saying "sorry, I'm going to have to leave" was enough for him to escape these committments. On a certain level, his humanity and honesty was appealing, as he obviously makes no attempt to make himself into some kind of hero. But the way I understood the end of the book was that he is proverbally shrugging his shoulders and giving up due to his later logistical difficulties in getting money for the boys (are we really to believe that it would be all that difficult to send money there?! Even Western Union operates there!)
In conclusion, Garcia absolutely lived up to his title as the "khaarijee", forever an outsider in spite of all his time spent in Afghanistan. I seriously debated whether to give the book 2 or 3 stars. I give it three stars because I found that the author's foibles provided a perspective rarely seen in books, and it's account of the "behind the scenes" life of a journalist was also interesting.
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