One of the revelations in the Wikileaks dump was that the Afgan government, complained to the assistant US Ambassador that a private security company DynCorp was doing something that could cause outrage with the citizens of Afghanistan. The Ambassador told him that the US has no authority over the private companies the US hires and that the media is so lame that it won't be a problem.
What was DynCorp doing? Here's how the Guardian covered it:
A scandal involving foreign contractors employed to train Afghan policemen who took drugs and paid for young "dancing boys" to entertain them in northern Afghanistan caused such panic that the interior minister begged the US embassy to try and "quash" the story, according to one of the US embassy cables released by WikiLeaks.
The US Ambassador was right that the Western Media was so lame that it wouldn't be a problem.
As they reported it the story sounds a little strange but not something that would get an entire nation of stoners up in arms, well they already are up in arms as they consider AK-47's fashion accessories but you know what I mean.
What the Guardian, and US newspapers, didn't say was that the long tradition of that one tribe (not a tradition in most of Afghanistan) was for the men of village to have sex with the boys after they danced and then auction them off as possessions.
Our Ambassador to Afghanistan has said that the US has no authority to stop US companies, that are hired and paid by us, from pimping out little boys as sex toys and that the corporate owned media in this country won't report on these abuses.
At one time I called the reporters of the US Corporate owned media, “Corporate Whores” but I stopped when I realized that was demeaning to Whores.
If the reporters in the mainstream media were to do some soul searching they would be gone for six months and still come back without finding one.
At one time being a reporter meant trying to find and expose the truth, today what being a reporter means is that you are member of Satan's Personal Public Relations Firm.
By Darrell B. Nelson author of Alien Thoughts