For those of you who think that Darfur is the only killing field for
Omar Hassan al-Bashir, the indicted President of Sudan, let me add a
note for the record.
In the mid-to-late 1990s, I was the deputy executive director at
Unicef; in that capacity, I attended the annual meetings of the
Organization of African Unity. The presidents, all men of course,
gathered together in a bizarre ritual of camaraderie around the
conference table, despots and democrats alike, achieving little or
nothing of note, but greatly enjoying an orgy of self-congratulation.
Even though the continent was falling apart in places, you'd never
have known it from the OAU.
The value in attending lay solely in the opportunity to meet with the
leaders to discuss problems that might have relevance to one's own
organization and its work. For Unicef, one problem transcended all
others: the abduction of thousands of children from their homes and
boarding schools in Northern Uganda by the lunatic rebel group (still
extant) called the Lord's Resistance Army, and the forced transport of
the children to what amounted to prison camps in Sudan. In the camps,
the girls were routinely raped and the boys were trained to become
child soldiers.
Somewhere between 20,000 and 30,000 were abducted over the past 10 to
15 years. It is estimated that a third are dead, a third are lost
forever in the bowels of Sudan and a third managed to escape back to
Uganda. I've interviewed many of the escapees: You cannot imagine
children more abused, scarred, mutilated, traumatized and robbed of
their childhood.
The entire operation was sustained by an unholy pact between Mr.
al-Bashir and Joseph Kony, the madman who leads the Lord's Resistance
Army, and who also, appropriately, has been indicted for war crimes by
the International Criminal Court.
My job at the OAU on two occasions, once in Zimbabwe, and once in
Burkina Faso, was to meet with Mr. al-Bashir and beg him to stop
collaborating with the LRA and to return the children.
We met, along with his foreign minister. (I was accompanied by a
Unicef colleague well-versed in what was happening.) We sat on plush
couches in a cavernous conference room where, all around us, other
presidents, in their own little cordoned-off sections, were similarly
engaged with supplicants pursuing different agendas.
I made the case as persuasively as I might, pointing out that whatever
differences Mr. al-Bashir had with the government of Uganda (the
ostensible reason for the alliance with the LRA), they should not be
resolved over the bodies of children. The President categorically
denied that there were any children in Sudan who had been abducted by
the LRA.
It was a lie so palpable as to take one's breath away. I explained,
carefully and methodically, where the children were being held, how
many in each camp, and the precise location of the camps, right down
to the numbers of miles from Juba, the Southern military capital. I
reminded the President that Unicef had significant staff in Sudan, and
that we were incontrovertibly aware of what was going on. He didn't
laugh in my face; he just dismissed me with a flippant wave of the
hand.
On the second occasion, the exchange was rather more tense. It was a
year later, children were dying in large numbers, beaten and starved
and killed, and a great many young girls had given birth as the slave
wives of local military commanders. I told the President that enough
was enough, and that Sudan had to return the children and cut its ties
with the LRA. Again, he and his foreign minister scoffed; the
President got up and walked out. The foreign minister assured me, with
contemptuous words, positively reeking of falsehood, that under no
circumstances would they countenance such behaviour toward children
and if they ever heard of any of these supposed children in Sudan,
they would return them immediately.
I must admit that in all my time at Unicef, through the decade of the
nineties, I had never dealt with anyone like Omar Hassan al-Bashir. I
felt as though I had encountered evil incarnate. The fact that he was
knowingly presiding over the death and emotional dismemberment of
thousands of children mattered to him not one whit.
It's a matter of some irony, that in the years 1999 and 2000, Unicef
finally spirited some of the children out of Sudan, but we had to hide
them en route, and threaten international exposure before the
government of Sudan agreed to co-operate.
When, as in the last few days, assorted African leaders and omniscient
academics argue that the charges against Mr. al-Bashir be suspended or
withdrawn lest they compromise the fragile peace between the North and
the South of Sudan, please spare a thought for the thousands of graves
of children over which this man held thrall. It may not qualify as
genocide, but it certainly equals crimes against humanity.
This is neither a man nor a regime that can be trusted. His 19-year
record is one of unblemished brutality and carnage.