In the last few weeks, many people have been troubled and outraged by Donald Trump’s decision to withdraw from Syria. I am chief among them. I have lost many close friends while fighting against ISIS in Syria.
In 2015, before any US soldier set foot in Syrian Kurdistan, I went to there to join the Kurdish armed forces fighting against the hideous evil that shocked the world. I was not alone, and was joined by like-minded people from all over the world who, without any recruitment or social pressure, felt the personal call to protect the innocent. I lived the maxim of Edmound Burke: “The only thing necessary for the Triumph of Evil is for good men to do nothing.” So after seeing images and hearing stories of ISIS massacring villages of men and selling women into sex slavery, I dropped my studies and took a flight to Kurdistan and picked up an AK-47.
My American comrades and I were never paid with money; we were only paid with the satisfaction that we were freeing the people who lived there, and that we were protecting our own homelands from ISIS. Our president is currently threatening to take away both rewards, as ISIS has yet to be defeated. Many of my close friends died trying to protect this freedom, and never got to see what happiness they gave to those freed from the chains of ISIS. This land was paid for in American blood, and now Trump is threatening to give up sacred ground to hordes of jihadists, waiting like vultures for our departure.