The butchers of Lahore
As I look back, there is a parallel theme to my four-and-a-half years at war: love. By that I mean love – there is no other word for it – I came to feel for the troops, and the overwhelming sense of personal responsibility I developed for them. Toward the end of my time in office, I could barely speak to them or about them without being overcome with emotion. Early in my fifth year, I came to believe my determination to protect them…was clouding my judgement and diminishing my usefulness to the president, and thus it played a part in my decision to retire. read more...
