US State Department cables from places I have served plus items from my time as a UN peacekeeper. To increase public awareness of how diplomacy and peacekeeping are (were) actually done. All cables cleared by USG FOIA procedure. Cables are mostly those sent under my name from my posts but also others in which I was directly involved. UN documents and other items will also include occasional notes and background. Most recent in series on top with cables under the new series of UN documents.
Friday, May 20, 2016
99 Brasilia 02437: Castro Charms His Way Through Brazil
Note: All Embassy cables go out under the name of the Ambassador or Charge. The person listed as classifier was probably the drafter. The key word in the last paragraph is "ponder" not "poder," which is the Portuguese word for "power" or the verb "to be able" thus perhaps the slip of mind.
Monday, May 16, 2016
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Brazil Cables Begin: 99 Brasilia 02431
I worked at the NSC 1998-99 and covered, among others, Brazil. The President's nominee for Ambassador to Brazil -- Brian Atwood -- picked me to be his deputy (DCM). In the event, Mr. Atwood was prevented from serving because of opposition from Senator Jesse Helms. When I arrived at post in July 1999, and until leaving in January 2000, I served as chargé d'affaires. Over the next several months, I will be posting cables from Embassy Brasilia during that period as released through a FOIA request. I begin with the earliest.
Monday, May 9, 2016
A Belizean Interlude: Perhaps How Not to Say Goodbye
Served as DCM in Belize City 1994-96. The Ambassador was a political appointee from New Hampshire. The US had various international crime issues with the Belizean government and as my tour was drawing to a close, we thought I might be used to deliver a tough message through an interview with a local newspaper (the Reporter). The government was not pleased and suggested it would have PNG'd me but I was already leaving. (Clever American diplomacy in action.) The pro-government People's Pulse then responded. On the day I left, while at the airport with my son waiting for the plane, Belizean police approached me and suggested that they could, if they wished, plant drugs on me and use that to arrest me. What fun. Here follows the relevant press pieces.
Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Sudan: Final Words
The break-up of Sudan, aided and abetted by the United States,
can be seen as another example of ill-conceived outside interference in
an internal conflict in the name of democracy and human rights. The
record for holding together the multi-ethnic states left behind by
Western colonialism and former empires, without autocratic and often
brutal centralized rule, is slim. This is a hard truth. And once such
states are broken, they do not heal themselves.
The full piece on my final thoughts on the string of Sudan entries may be found on TransConflict: http://www.transconflict.com/2016/05/what-lesson-from-sudan-035/
The full piece on my final thoughts on the string of Sudan entries may be found on TransConflict: http://www.transconflict.com/2016/05/what-lesson-from-sudan-035/
Saturday, April 30, 2016
Final Journal Entries in Khartoum. August 2004
Aug 7: Now that Sudan is
a hot issue, all sorts of actors are in the policy-making mix. And they
know nothing so drift quickly into group think. The group think
-- even within US government -- is informed very much by the media and
the perceived need to respond to it. Washington does not do
policy anymore. It reacts to the day's press. Very
dysfunctional.
In the case of Sudan, policy was already in the hands of a small group of pols in USAID that saw the regime here in the same way that their counterparts in DOD saw Saddam. ([They] have a long history of support for the "Christians" in the south.) The regime is bad but we cannot simply push it over.... [N]ow that a USAID person has become AF Assistant Secretary, their capture is complete except.... (USAID already runs its own policy with the Darfur rebels.) Add the USAID angle to the group think and we are heading for a policy calling for things the GOS cannot do -- like disarm the jinjaweed -- that will lead to a confrontation that may turn Sudan into another Somalia. (The EU and Egyptians are quite serious about Darfur and are already afraid we will blow it.) Sent a cable on this yesterday but doubt anyone is listening. (Powell gets it but relies far too much on his "battalion commanders" like the new A/S.)
In the case of Sudan, policy was already in the hands of a small group of pols in USAID that saw the regime here in the same way that their counterparts in DOD saw Saddam. ([They] have a long history of support for the "Christians" in the south.) The regime is bad but we cannot simply push it over.... [N]ow that a USAID person has become AF Assistant Secretary, their capture is complete except.... (USAID already runs its own policy with the Darfur rebels.) Add the USAID angle to the group think and we are heading for a policy calling for things the GOS cannot do -- like disarm the jinjaweed -- that will lead to a confrontation that may turn Sudan into another Somalia. (The EU and Egyptians are quite serious about Darfur and are already afraid we will blow it.) Sent a cable on this yesterday but doubt anyone is listening. (Powell gets it but relies far too much on his "battalion commanders" like the new A/S.)
August
19:
Just back from a three-hour GOS/UN meeting that started at 7:30pm.
The goverment started its behavior in Darfur to try to ensure it did
not become "internationalized." So they end up talking
about how they will investigate rape cases to a room full of
foreigners.
August 27: Well,
my tour is complete. Went and briefed Rev. Jackson this afternoon.
Looked a little older than I last saw him but still sharp. Pointed
him in a few directions. Meanwhile,
a hijacked Libyan plane sits on the local runway.
August
30: Spent part of the
day with Senator Corzine and Dick Holbrooke. Worked well. Corzine
is a regular guy, as perhaps only a self-made millionaire elected
senator can be. ...
Holbrooke
has a big ego but seemed also to be able to figure out quickly if
someone knows his shit. I was frank in explaining why
I am leaving this week, in the middle of things.
Spoke
to Treasury Secretary Snow this evening too. Corzine's banker friend
Collins (whose private plane he came in on) called Snow about the
Sudan embassy's banking problem and then handed the phone to me. I
briefed him on the Sudanese Embassy's banking problem.
Note: I departed Khartoum for home on September 2. Coming soon, Brasila cables.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Whatever you do, save the silverware!
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
More Journal Entries for July: The Secretary Calls and Darfur Events
July
18: Had a busy day
with a cable to write and some meetings. Was driving ... when I got a call from State Ops. The
Secretary wanted to speak with me. That was a first. He
was going to make some calls and wanted to check in with me.
Said he was reading my cables closely. Talked maybe 4-5
minutes. Sudan is hot.
Tonight off to the British Ambassador's for dinner. I'm not complaining.
Tonight off to the British Ambassador's for dinner. I'm not complaining.
July
20: I had some 25
Darfurians over tonight for a reception/meeting. I wanted to
give them a space to start the reconciliation process free of
government interference. We were also "consulting"
them about a further US role. Went well. Had Arabs and
Africans, nomads and farmers and some jinjaweed. Told them we
may be able to help but they must solve their own problems.
Felt strange to be hosting such a group all in their turbans on my
front lawn in Khartoum, me a [guy] from Jersey. What a long
strange trip its been.
Darfur leaders with Charge & poloff
July
26: Last nite I went
to meet a group of Arabs from Darfur who wanted their side of the
story heard. Reality is always more complicated up close.
There are no good guys involved in the Darfur story and everyone is
at least partially right. They were concerned that the outside
world sees all Arabs as "jinjaweed." This is a
danger. But at the end of the discussion, one little guy accused the U.S. of being anti- Arab everywhere, Iraq etc.. I
had had enough by then of self-serving bullshit -- including one guy
asking how we knew the women really had been raped -- so I asked if
they knew how many atom bombs we had left and that if we were
anti-Arab, there would be no more of them left. They sobered up
quickly and I bet they gave the little guy a tough time after I
left. Which I did not do right away since at 10pm, I was
informed we were going to eat dinner. Got home at 11 and of
course this morning I got up tired.
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Journal Entries for July 11-15, 2004: The Life of a Diplomat
July
11:
Just back from
UK poolside party. Took NYRB and New Yorker writer Samantha
Power there. Spend a few hours chatting with her during the
day. Hopefully won't actually see my name in print. Spent two
hours also with Mubarak [Al Mahdi] and [Foreign Minister] Mustapha.
July
12: Went on Hash
today. It was a very pleasant walk through rural Khartoum to
the Blue Nile. I promised the UK ambassador's two sons that I'd
do it. Two bright lads, 13 and almost 17. Was otherwise
busy with meeting another tribal chief, etc. Spoke to the
Minister this evening about freeing political detainees.
July
15: Just attended the
first “JIM” (Joint Information Meeting). Four hours (8pm-midnight) that was mostly surreal.
The only new GOS information was unbelievable -- about 100,000
voluntary refugee returnees and another 158,000 IDP returnees.
Otherwise, challenges to us to present specific info on what we said
about continued insecurity, continued jinjaweed activity and
government attacks. As far as GOS sees it, they are taking actions
-- more police, arrests -- and Darfur is getting more secure. Says can't
disarm all jinjaweed right away while rebels are still attacking.
Friday, April 1, 2016
Journal Entry for July 9, 2004: Some Personal Reflections on Doing US Diplomacy
Saw a sight
today that hit me in my stomach. On the side of a road, a women
-- she would have been tall if the could stand upright -- walking on
her feet and hands. I see such people every few days, walking
through the city on their hands and knees or feet. It was as if
she was a four-legged animal loping along. She appeared young
and two small children were following her. Her children?
My god, what a story she lives everyday, a story so different from
ours, a story of love no doubt, a human story, but one full of things
I can only imagine, so many common indignities.
Last night at bowling, the guy who works there, who's job it is to smile and hover over the patrons, especially the foreigners, approached me. The sort of person you learn to accept, expect in the Third World. He had asked me before if he could give me his papers. Last night he had them, he'd been holding them for me. I accepted. Turns out this smiling, inconsequential person was a rebel in Ethiopia for years. His side won but the faction he was in lost favor. He was arrested and imprisoned various times and finally had to flee to Sudan. Lt. Solomon, formerly a major in the new Ethiopian army, demoted before his last arrest. He has applied for asylum in Sudan and exists with a series of three month passes from the UN while it considers his case. Been living that way for the last few years. Now he wants my help.
We are trying to help these people help themselves. Yet we are dancing with real devils, smiling, courteous killers. I have gone out on various limbs, am standing on some thin ice. Sometimes I feel that I've lost my way.
I feel so far from home. And I worry sometimes that I'll never find it again. Where can you ever be at home when you see what we have done to ourselves? But when I do get there, I think I'll stay. I have asked to stay here, will feel dissed if they don't want me. But I think I need to get out of here. If they don't want me, I'll serve it out and leave without regrets.
Last night at bowling, the guy who works there, who's job it is to smile and hover over the patrons, especially the foreigners, approached me. The sort of person you learn to accept, expect in the Third World. He had asked me before if he could give me his papers. Last night he had them, he'd been holding them for me. I accepted. Turns out this smiling, inconsequential person was a rebel in Ethiopia for years. His side won but the faction he was in lost favor. He was arrested and imprisoned various times and finally had to flee to Sudan. Lt. Solomon, formerly a major in the new Ethiopian army, demoted before his last arrest. He has applied for asylum in Sudan and exists with a series of three month passes from the UN while it considers his case. Been living that way for the last few years. Now he wants my help.
We are trying to help these people help themselves. Yet we are dancing with real devils, smiling, courteous killers. I have gone out on various limbs, am standing on some thin ice. Sometimes I feel that I've lost my way.
I feel so far from home. And I worry sometimes that I'll never find it again. Where can you ever be at home when you see what we have done to ourselves? But when I do get there, I think I'll stay. I have asked to stay here, will feel dissed if they don't want me. But I think I need to get out of here. If they don't want me, I'll serve it out and leave without regrets.
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