May
25: It appears that
"peace" is at hand, or to be more exact, that the final three pieces of the "general framework agreement" will be
signed tomorrow morning in Kenya. The honchos told Powell this on
Sunday when he called and the gang is gathering in Kenya. This is
actually still a step or two from the final peace agreement &
comprehensive ceasefire but it is a big hurdle passed, provided it
happens. With Darfur still a problem, we won't do much in response....
Been
taking it easy the last few days, even sunning myself in my garden.
Following closely the government's new and improved approach to
Darfur. Will have lunch here at home with the security/intell chief [note: Salah Gosh*] on Thursday. But then plan on smoking a peace cigar (in lieu of pipe)
Friday on the shore of the Blue Nile and then cruising into our
version of the Memorial Day weekend.
May
27: Yesterday, the
Sudan government and the SPLM finally signed agreements on the last
part of the framework for peace. It took a long time and there are
still a few steps to go before a final agreement. In fact, I spent
the day thinking about the remaining steps and also about the
conflict still going on in Darfur. Didn't think to celebrate or
anything. (Though I did tell the staff today -- it happened to be
the day of our Embassy awards ceremony** -- that they could be proud of
their efforts that contributed to peace for their country.)
On
the way home, I passed a large gathering in the center of town.
Stopped to take a look. It was an SPLM rally of celebration for
peace. When they realized the American Charge was there, they
invited me up to speak to the crowd and started chanting pro-USA
slogans. The crowd was mostly southerners, a couple of hundred, and
mostly students. The rally was organized by the SPLM Youth. The
group had been underground until recently. I met the leaders when
they declared their group openly several weeks ago. The leaders were
earnest young men with Western suits. We all were sweating. I spoke
briefly about the US support for southerners to be treated justly and
equally and about continuing to work for a peaceful, democratic and
united Sudan. They cheered. It only hit me then that for many
people, the signing yesterday means peace. They want peace. They
want to live normally and many just want to go home.
I
had forgotten that all this diplomacy -- words, threats, promises,
lies, truths, half-truths, hypocrisies, feints, etc -- was about
something very real to lots of people, peace.
May
28: Sometime this
afternoon while I was working in the office, a haboob came in. The
skies are cloudy and the city is covered in a dust cloud. From
inside my air conditioned house, it almost seems like dusk on a fall
day. Except that it's well over a 100 outside and the weak light
coming in through the windows casts a strange orange glow on
everything. Not unpleasant as long as the sand doesn't clog the AC.
Off
soon to have drinks with the Norwegian Charge and the guy who got us
the pig. Imagine me sitting somewhere in an orange glow drinking
something stiff and chatting about pork. When I've sunk deep enough
into that reality, I'll go to the home of the assistant president for
in-depth political analysis of post-peace agreement. He always has
tasty sweets and good coffee to make up for the lack of booze.
Finally, it'll be the Ethiopian Embassy to celebrate the 13th
anniversary of the overthrow of the previous government. Probably no
booze there either but by then I won't need any. Reality here is
heady enough.
Spoke
thrice with the Foreign Minister in the last 20 hours. On Darfur.
Our relations may spike upwards with the peace signing.
Note: * The first time I met one-on-one with Gosh, he put his hand on my knee and informed me that he could have me killed and get away with it. Indeed, in 1973 the US Ambassador and his deputy were assassinated by Black September folks never caught.
** A photo from our awards ceremony:
Note: * The first time I met one-on-one with Gosh, he put his hand on my knee and informed me that he could have me killed and get away with it. Indeed, in 1973 the US Ambassador and his deputy were assassinated by Black September folks never caught.
** A photo from our awards ceremony: