All my top bros call me ditch weed |
Currently all the poppy fields are empty, but the Marijuana fields are getting ready for harvest. If the wind is right, the smell of pot is overpowering and the running joke is that even MREs (Meals ready to Eat - Meals rejected by Ethiopians - Mr. E's - Mysteries - you get the idea) start to taste good and help satisfy the munchies that a stroll through one of these fields gives you.
General Order number one governs bad behaviors by soldiers, and includes a strict ban on drug and alcohol use. We routinely do drug screening for the soldiers, just to make sure the temptation to pick some of the local foliage doesn't go without consequences.
The smile is because the Redskins are 2-0 |
The local Afghan population is pretty ambivalent to the illicit trade that goes on, but the bad guys get a big chunk of their income by 'taxing' the farmers and transporters of the harvest.
I am planning on decorating one of these 6 foot monsters as the Christmas tree at my aid station. I will definitely upload some pics of the Sticky Xmas Tree, and instead of cookies, Santa will probably enjoy some space brownies. Of course I am kidding, kind of.