Neglect of Sudanese, regrettably, follows historic patternHmm. Tristan offers a rather depressing perspective. So it goes.
In following events in Darfur, I value stories that stay close to the ground and don't try too hard to analyze or explain. I want to read testimonies, hear what eyewitnesses say. I think it's important for the victims too, to be able to tell their stories. Maybe because they feel it's all they have left, or they feel the need for a human connection after the most dehumanizing trauma. I don't know. It's something Jerry Fowler of the Holocaust Memorial has talked about (
Stories of Refugees from Sudan's Darfur Echo Horrors of Holocaust).
I know it's not easy for the victims to speak. They have to overcome feelings of shame, hold back tears and painful memories. (
Women Tell of Brutal Rapes in Secret Camp). And if they are in Sudan still and talk to foreigners, they risk being beaten, persecuted, killed, disappeared. (See
Government should stop intimidation and arrests of civilians speaking to foreigners, the latest press release from Amnesty;
Sudanese Refugees Told to Stay Silent On Government, Militia Abuses, and so on.) And it's of course quite ironic that the
Janjaweed are hidden in plain sight, while the plain truth must be kept hidden from the authorities and smuggled out when the opportunity arises.
Journalists too have been persecuted by the government of Sudan. Notably Al Jazeerah was ejected (
Press Freedom in Sudan), and recently
Sudan threatened BBC with legal action. Amnesty International and Human Rights Watch have been denied access. Aid workers must be careful about what they say, or speak anonymously (e.g.
After Rwanda, the West said never again. We must act now).
I usually value news stories about ordinary people more than accounts of decision making bodies or the pronouncements of heads of state. Under the circumstances in Sudan, that goes double. These stories from the camps are precious, and I am thankful to be able to read them.
There's another dimension too, perhaps. Something like genocide I can appreciate intellectually, and international relations, the way the geopolitical world is shaping up in my lifetime. I can see it like a puzzle cube, or an atomic model. I doubt most people share my fascination that way. A story, though, people will follow. A good story moves people. If people get to the end of a story and their only response is like a cry of despair, well, that's what it is. I don't know if you can explain what's happening any better than that.
So as much as I wish the public were better informed about the world, and governments were transparent and we could talk freely about human rights and dignity and rationally agree upon what kind of world we all want to live in, I'll settle for swapping stories and cross my fingers that something good comes of it.