My comrade-in-arms Naheed Mustafa once used the phrase “a tidal wave of fuckery” to describe the immature, pervy and unnecessarily vicious social drama that washes over everything and everyone in Kabul.
It stuck with me because it’s a great expression, and one that deserves its own acronym for the internets. Hence, I give you TWOF.
Use it wisely, kids.
Here’s a good context:
Last night, I tried to visit a friend at the Park Palace, a well-known Kabul hotel that has recently come under new and decidedly sketchy management. The teenage receptionist prevented me from visiting my friend’s room, implied I was a hooker (“You want to do something illegal in Afghanistan” and “You are a bad woman”), and threatened to have the guards remove me from the premises. TWOF!