Phillip Robertson

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  • "Look, Saddam is being pulled like a donkey"

    Kurds swarm into Kirkuk and take hammers to a hated statue of the dictator.
    By Phillip Robertson April 12, 2003

  • "Am-ri-ka! Am-ri-ka! Am-ri-ka!"

    After suffering years of Saddam's ethnic cleansing and a night of U.S. bombing, the residents of Mahad greet Americans with chants and stories and shouts of joy.
    By Phillip Robertson April 9, 2003

  • Sudden death from the sky

    The burning truck and scattered carnage bothered him and everyone who saw it. It became a mental fever that got worse the more we thought about it.
    By Phillip Robertson April 8, 2003

  • "All kinds of metal was flying through the air"

    Under withering Iraqi fire, I hunker down on a hilltop with a handful of U.S. and Kurdish soldiers -- and cheer the cluster bombs.
    By Phillip Robertson April 4, 2003

  • Village people

    In Sator, a Kurdish town caught between Iraqi guns and American bombs, the elder digs in his heels and refuses to budge.
    By Phillip Robertson April 3, 2003

  • Talking with the enemy

    The thin men sitting in the hut are the lucky ones: Iraqi soldiers who escaped U.S. bombs and Saddam's "execution committees."
    By Phillip Robertson March 31, 2003

  • Down from the mountains to die

    Three Islamist zealots descend a mountain in a driving rainstorm to kill their Kurdish enemies -- and themselves.
    By Phillip Robertson March 28, 2003

  • The war in the dark

    In the north, the Kurds watch the Turks and wait for a decisive U.S. strike against Iraqi forces -- and meanwhile hold their fire.
    By Phillip Robertson March 26, 2003

  • Bombs fall on the northern front

    As American airstrikes pound Mosul and Kirkuk, the small Kurdish town of Kalak is protected by lightly armed militia, as U.S. special forces hover nearby.
    By Phillip Robertson March 21, 2003

  • In Iraq, fear is blooming like a flower

    Refugees streaming north into Kurdish-controlled territory bring stories of midnight abductions and warnings of chemical attack.
    By Phillip Robertson March 19, 2003

  • How I invaded Iraq, alone

    On a moonlit night in March, the author slips out of Syria on a rubber raft and crosses the Tigris, headed toward war.
    By Phillip Robertson March 18, 2003

  • Inside the other police state

    As I try to cross over to Iraq, Syria's secret police follow me around like bad luck. But it's the Kurds who feel most of the heat.
    By Phillip Robertson March 8, 2003

  • A bitter pill for Blair

    A stunning parliamentary revolt against Prime Minister Tony Blair's pro-war policies means his political fate could hang on getting U.N. approval for an Iraq invasion.
    By Phillip Robertson February 28, 2003

  • Partying while Afghanistan burns

    While Westerners dance at end-of-the-world raves, the country slips back toward anarchy -- and the Bush administration does nothing.
    By Phillip Robertson October 28, 2002

  • On a secret Taliban trail into Afghanistan

    Walking the narrow goat trails of Kunar Province, Taliban and al-Qaida fighters can travel with their weapons to and from Pakistan. But which way are they headed?
    By Phillip Robertson September 19, 2002

  • U.S. airstrike near Asadabad

    In an Afghan province known for its hostility to the West, the U.S. is hunting for a fierce Islamic military leader.
    By Phillip Robertson September 6, 2002

  • Tribal Area dance

    Getting into Pakistan's autonomous region isn't so easy, but once you're there you can't go far without stumbling on the jihadis.
    By Phillip Robertson September 5, 2002

  • A land of guns and whispers

    Pakistan sweeps its tribal areas for criminals, riling its population and fueling rumors that Taliban fighters are nearby.
    By Phillip Robertson August 29, 2002

  • Can warlords make peace in Afghanistan?

    Donald Rumsfeld wants the U.S. to stay out of peacekeeping and build a national army instead. The problem is that first you need a nation.
    By Phillip Robertson February 26, 2002

  • The massacre at Oruzgan

    The killing of 21 pro-Karzai soldiers by U.S. forces illustrates how hard it can be to tell your allies from your enemies in war-torn Afghanistan.
    By Phillip Robertson February 21, 2002

  • Beware the highwaymen

    Crossing perilous bridges in a cash-filled Corolla, nothing is as important as watching out for black turbans.
    By Phillip Robertson February 6, 2002

  • The deadly children of Ghazni

    On the treacherous Kabul-Kandahar road, our correspondent falls into the hands of a gang of feral kids with Kalashnikovs.
    By Phillip Robertson February 4, 2002

  • Keeping the peace in Kabul

    As sporadic fighting breaks out around the country, our reporter tags along with a British-led peacekeeping force trying to maintain order in the Afghan capital.
    By Phillip Robertson January 31, 2002

  • Magic carpet ride

    I went to visit an Afghan opium bazaar -- but they wouldn't open their stalls until I returned with the police.
    By Phillip Robertson January 24, 2002

  • Love, Jalalabad style

    Since the Taliban fell, weddings are a time to sing and drink and party. But some things haven't changed: Nadar didn't meet his bride until their wedding day.
    By Phillip Robertson January 23, 2002
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