Death in the Corn: Part I of III


Published: 15 September 2008
Helmand Province, Afghanistan

FOB Gibraltar: made from an abandoned farmer’s compound.

The soldiers are living like animals at a little rat’s nest called FOB Gibraltar. They call it “Gib.” Named after the lynchpin of British naval dominance in the Mediterranean, this cluster of mud huts in the middle of hostile territory is more like Fort Apache, Afghanistan. The British soldiers from C-Company 2 Para live in ugly conditions, fight just about every day, and morale is the best I have seen probably anywhere.

The few outside visitors arrive in helicopters that are sometimes spaced days apart, so that if a visitor stays overnight, he could be stuck for a week or more. The closest Afghan dwellings are a few hundred meters away, and each is surrounded by a mud wall. The Brits and Americans call these dwellings “compounds,” because in fact they are little forts. Most Afghans here are a primitive lot who live far outside of cities, and even villages. The Brits say that locals live as their ancestors dwelled in the fourteenth century. Iraq is by comparison extremely advanced and familiar. Local homes are made of mud, straw, and poor-quality bricks that were dried in the sun, not fired in a kiln. Farmers in this area of Afghanistan keep their animals within the compounds, and so the families live in private zoos, and the Brits are in the middle of clusters of zoos that I call Jurassic Park. Though most compounds immediately around Gib are abandoned, crops grow nearly up to the concertina, tripwires, claymore mines and fortifications that form the perimeter of the base.

In September, the corn around Gibraltar is 10-11 feet tall.

Crops grow close to the perimeter of the FOB, giving “Terry” Taliban plenty of concealment.

Earlier this year, the farmers were growing wheat and opium poppy.  Wheat is becoming more expensive than opium, so poppy production decreased this year for the first time since the war began. The brown stack amid the corn is poppy harvested earlier this season.  The poppy provides less concealment for the Taliban, but helps pay for their operations.  Whereas our supply chains originate from places like the U.S. and U.K., with convoys at the mercy of Taliban in Pakistan, the Taliban supply chain starts right outside the bases.  In addition to terrorist and criminal interdictions of convoys, the Pakistan government can, on a whim, shut down most of our logistics convoys.  The vast majority of US and NATO/ISAF forces and contractors conduct support/logistics functions, while a relatively small number actually fight.  Meanwhile, the Taliban support/logistics functions are organic.  The corn grows 20 yards from the place they eat it.  The farmers can double as informants, hoteliers, and fighters.

When the poppy is lanced, it weeps opium, leaving tear stains on the cheeks of the bulb of death.  The tears of opium are collected, processed, refined and finally infused into the bloodstreams of millions, whose suffering and human tears finance our enemies.

Jurassic Park

Helmand Province is the largest producer of opium in the world. During the poppy season, Gib is surrounded by beautiful flowers. From the guard towers, or out on patrols, the soldiers can see the full cycle. Farmers plant the poppy; it grows and blooms producing beautiful flowers like in the Wizard of Oz; the bulbs are lanced and the opium harvested. The final part of the opium cycle lasts all year, and can be seen almost every day, when the British soldiers at Gib take small-arms fire and RPG rounds paid for by the crop they watched growing just outside the wire.

View from one of the guard towers, which the Brits call “sangers.”

The soldiers at Gib have no internet, but can call home, and they receive mail and care packages by the sackful. (Note to folks at home in the UK: Packages to British soldiers are extremely welcome and true morale boosters. The cubbards are overflowing with dry foods that require hot water, but most other items get snapped up quickly.)

The soldiers at Gib have only a handful of major activities: exercise, clean weapons, eat, sleep, and fight.  That’s about it.  Except for the regular firefights, the place is boring.

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    Brian Blumenthal · 10 years ago
    I want to say great job. There are pleanty of us that want to keep up with Afghanistan. I have a special intrest in Sangin, I was there in early 08 with the Echo Company 2/7. I was the Civil Affairs guy. It looks like the FOB has changed a little from the pictures. Are the Royal Marines still there in the area. Watch your ass in the green zone to the south of the FOB. We took alot of fire frome there and the IED's.
    Semper FI
    SSgt Blue
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    S · 9 years ago
    God bless you...the brothers i never had...
  • This commment is unpublished.
    S · 9 years ago
    God bless you...the brothers i never had...
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    Leyla · 9 years ago
    Your words and photos really tell a story! I am blessed to be able to read and see your journey and know what's like to be a soldier. Yes, God bless you and the brothers I never had!


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