Washington Babylon — December 4, 2009, 9:33 am

Liberal’s lament: Afghanistan and Obama

From Garry Wills:

I did not think he would lose me so soon—sooner than Bill Clinton did. Like many people, I was deeply invested in the success of our first African-American president. I had written op-ed pieces and articles to support him in The New York Times and The New York Review of Books. My wife and I had maxed out in donations for him. Our children had been ardent for his cause.

Others I respect have given up on him before now. I can see why. His backtracking on the treatment of torture (and photographs of torture), his hesitations to give up on rendition, on detentions, on military commissions, and on signing statements, are disheartening continuations of George W. Bush’s heritage. But I kept hoping that he was using these concessions to buy leeway for his most important position, for the ground on which his presidential bid was predicated.

There was only one thing that brought him to the attention of the nation as a future president. It was opposition to the Iraq war. None of his serious rivals for the Democratic nomination had that credential—not Hillary Clinton, not Joseph Biden, not John Edwards. It set him apart. He put in clarion terms the truth about that war—that it was a dumb war, that it went after an enemy where he was not hiding, that it had no indigenous base of support, that it had no sensible goal and no foreseeable cutoff point.

He said that he would not oppose war in general, but dumb wars. On that basis, we went for him. And now he betrays us. Although he talked of a larger commitment to Afghanistan during his campaign, he has now officially adopted his very own war, one with all the disqualifications that he attacked in the Iraq engagement. This war too is a dumb one. It has even less indigenous props than Iraq did. Although Obama says he plans to begin withdrawal from Afghanistan in July 2011, he will meanwhile be sending there not only soldiers but the contract employees that cling about us now like camp followers, corrupt adjuncts in perpetuity. Obama did not mention these plagues that now equal the number of military personnel we dispatch. We are sending off thousands of people to take and give bribes to drug dealers in Afghanistan.

The worst part is that Obama is sending them off on the basis of a political calculation, not a military one. With his announcement, it became clear that Obama’s talk of delaying a decision for so long because he wanted to carefully weigh all the military options was bogus. He’s been mostly weighing the political costs and benefits: The situation in Afghanistan is hopeless and we can’t win there in any meaningful sense. But I can’t pull out because I don’t want to look weak and risk having the Republicans paint me as being too liberal. So I’ll send 30,000 troops for the sake of appearances and promise to pull them out in 18 months — which I can always change my mind about later if the political consequences appear too damaging.

Good luck, Obama. And keep your eye on Iraq because that’s another problem that’s not over yet.

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