Friday, September 5, 2014

Beats of the Antonov: New documentary tackles Sudan’s identity crisis

http://www.theniles.org/articles/?id=2432
(trailer is in the link)

from article:

KHARTOUM - In the first ever Sudanese film to premiere at the Toronto Film Festival, director Hajooj Kuka records life in the war zones of the Nuba Mountains and Blue Nile State. - See more at: http://www.theniles.org/articles/?id=2432#sthash.WBDrxyU2.dpuf

In his documentary, ‘Beats of the Antonov’, shown in Canada on Friday, September 5, Kuka challenges Sudan’s limited freedom of expression and shines a light on the nation’s diverse identity.

The film offers an unusual glimpse of citizens at the brunt of state-sponsored wars.

The opening minutes are split between people fleeing from an Antonov bomb and refugees celebrating and dancing in a camp. Their musical instruments are built by the refugees from recycled materials and the lyrics, often composed by the singers themselves, describing war and citizens fleeing.

Nuba Mountains, April 27, 2012.
© Marc Hofer
Displacement has reinforced the determination of citizens from the Nuba Mountains and Blue Nile State to preserve their culture. Music, dance and Nuba wrestling are central features of life in refugee camps. Thanks to this cultural pride, Beats of Antonov, which could be a gruelling tale, is rendered entertaining and human.

The subject of national identity remains politically divisive in Sudan. Often the remit of intellectuals or politicians, this film makes the dialogue national.
So, for once, the identity debate, which is typically loaded with the language of power politics, is addressed through the universal language of art and culture. It becomes accessible to non-organised citizens in a language or medium they can relate to.

Sudan’s conflicts have complex roots, but one underlying theme is the leaders’ post-independence failure to peacefully resolve the identity issues and manage the country’s diversity. The documentary is largely narrated by refugee camp dwellers from the Nuba Mountains and Blue Nile State and gives a new take on a topic often analysed from the perspective of foreigners. Local religious leaders and traditions also feature in the film, reflecting the region’s religious diversity.

More of Hajooj’s work on The Niles:
Tabanya: Rebuilding lives and homes

by Hajooj Kuka | in Society
It also gives a voice to prominent members of Sudan’s civil society. They criticise the regime which 25 years ago arrived with its “civilisation project”, bent on erasing diversity and “Islamising” and “Arabising” Sudan.

Beats of Antonov makes a big contribution towards rebalancing the Sudanese conversation on identity, including cultural, political and religious elements.

Although this it is premiering to an international audience, its real value will come with a screening to audiences around Sudan and its diaspora. As well as fuelling a fresh debate on identity, it will hopefully build bridges of empathy between those urban Sudanese population and diaspora communities who are tightly sealed off from the suffering of the residents of marginalised rural areas and conflict zones.

Nuba Mountains, April 25, 2012.
© Marc Hofer
Sudan’s vast geography, poor infrastructure and multiple wars have meant that many parts of the country are living on islands that never intersect. This isolation from the “other”, based on fear, state propaganda, dogma and ignorance has cemented stereotypes that foster racism, discrimination, and cultural and social ghettos.
And this is also the reason there is no popular anti-war movement to support the marginalised peripheries, regardless of persistent efforts by Sudanese youth movements since 2009.

‘Beats of the Antonov’ shatters both the dominant narrative and the enforced isolation of Sudan’s regions. It tells an important story which could build bridges and kick start a much needed citizen-based dialogue.
Thanks to the courage of the director, ‘Beats of the Antonov’ documents an under-reported war zone. Against the odds, it leaves its audience with a sense of hope, offering a glimpse of the abundant cultural life in Sudan’s regions, cultures which will flourish once peace is finally achieved.

About Hajooj Kuka
Beats of Antonov is Kuka’s second feature documentary covering a war zone in his native country. In 2007 he released Darfur’s Skeleton, which focused on explaining the causes of the conflict and the citizen suffering resulting from the war in Darfur. Just like Beats of Antonov, it was completely narrated by its main subjects — Darfuri citizens.

Kuka has an interest in animation, photography and fiction films; and is also an activist and a member of the non-violent youth-based Sudanese resistance movement, GIRIFNA.

His filming style conjures a dreamy magical realism with long grasping moments of silence. He shies away from talking heads, but when used they are powerful and engaging.
- See more at: http://www.theniles.org/articles/?id=2432#sthash.WBDrxyU2.dpuf

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Who is SPLM/A - Juba faction, Radio Tamazuj?

Of late there have been references to an SPLM/A- Juba faction in Radio Tamazuj news (possibly other sites as well, who knows). We have seen news of SPLA-Juba soldiers harassing people (e.g article 1) and of troops loyal to Salva Kiir,  references to a Juba government (article 2), Salva Kiir as leader of an SPLA-Juba faction -this in an article about when he was invited to Washington D.C as the president of the Republic of South Sudan (article 3), and we’ve also seen a cacophony of profiles on who’s who’ in the SPLM-Juba faction (e.g article 4). 

Initially I had assumed that SPLM-Juba was yet another newly minted group within -and yet trying to appear to be without -the main SPLM, i.e yet another faction. 
That is, until I read the introduction to the “Who’s Who’ series, which carries a definition of this SPLM-Juba faction: “SPLM, the ruling party of South Sudan, has fractured since the start of a civil war in December 2013. The faction of the party based in Juba remains under the leadership of President Salva Kiir. The SPLM-Juba faction controls the cabinet, the presidency, a remnant of the SPLA, and several governorships.

I think this was meant to clarify… but I remain very confused. If the ruling party and the national army is now relegated to a faction ( definition: fac·tion1: a small, organized, dissenting group within a larger one, especially in politics.), then who now is the main group/party? Did a coup actually happen and we are unaware?

And if the national government now controls a remnant (rem·nant1.  a small remaining quantity of something.) of the national army SPLA, then which is this new, larger army? And more importantly, who is in charge of it?

Lastly, I keep wondering if Tamazuj has single-handedly, and retroactively disenfranchised the 93% of us who voted SPLM  - our current political affiliations notwithstanding in simple words, whether we now think the government is legitimate or not is beside the point, and a matter of conjecture. Also, by denoting this faction as SPLM-Juba, does that mean that it has no membership/ support outside of Juba? None in Aweil? Wau? Rumbek? Kwajok? Yambio? Torit? Bor? Bentiu? Malakal? The rest of the country does not matter? 


1. https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/soldiers-harass-un-patrols-bentiu
2. https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/politics-s-sudan-rebels-accuse-juba-hampering-ceasefire-matrix
3. https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/kiir-expected-washington-machar-khartoum
4. https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/who’s-who-splm-juba-james-wani-igga

P.S: 

While this article is to a small degree tongue in cheek, words do carry weight. And how we choose to express certain things might be taken as evidence of bias. I would like to assume that all this is an oversight on the part of Radio Tamazuj, and if it is, then kalas kweis, let us move on and stop the sectarianism. But if its not… then this raises questions on impartiality and credibility.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

How can I drag my nation's name through the mud today?

I imagine that's what various government officials wake up thinking in the morning.
And to be fair , they do find various creative ways to do so.
Take this http://www.sudantribune.com/spip.php?article51459 for eg.
I have not heard one Sudanese support the whole stupid fiasco.I imagine any one with half a brain would think it was a bad idea any way you looked at it,
But it still happened.
And what aggravates me even more was that EVERYONE knew they wouldn't go all the way.
So petty,so irrelevant,ill timed as to be almost comical if a young woman's life didn't hang in the balance.

Thankfully she's free.
Hopefully it never happens again.
Until another official thinks of something stupid to do.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Cholera in Juba



Like we don’t have enough problems.

While driving back into Juba (from Mundri), saw a cholera treatment center  - white tents, health-workers in white overalls and gumboots, tanker trucks – I assume with chlorinated water – (I’d spent the past few days talking to health-workers about cholera- transmission, protection against, and management but I don’t think it had really hit home until I got to Juba.)

Went out to dinner with some friends, and everyone around the table was like, uhm, ya don’t bring any salads, actually anything uncooked…

Knowing Juba, and how swampy it is during the rainy season – I live in Tony Piny, there’s standing water everywhere – and the overall lack of clean drinking water, the really poor sanitation standards - one understands how dire the situation can potentially get.  Like we don’t have enough problems.

There are also cholera cases in Jonglei State.

Add to that talk of half of the country’s population on the brink of starvation. Half. And it really makes one wonder where we are headed.

Perhaps this is what defines a failed state. Some of us are despairing of the state of affairs – months after all this has started, we seem to lack direction, ideas of how to move forward, or anything that one could grasp at. 

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Mundri West! And Mvolo



I have the worst sense of direction- and I didn’t realize just how badly until the other day. I am currently in Western Equatoria State- WES (Mundri West and Mvolo Counties)

 The other day I went to have lunch at my regular spot in Mundri West town-Safari Hotel. If ever driving into the town, it is just after the South Sudan Red Cross, on the right side of the road, just on the edge of town. Can’t miss it! it’s a rather large restaurant and quite swanky by WES standards – shit, I’d wager by South Sudan Standards - at night they serve beer, and play Congolese music videos on the T.V. (If I lived here it would quickly become my local pub.) The owner, this nice lady named Night, caters to my needs (I have her phone number –and call from Juba when I know Im coming to Mundri –its that serious). Last week she made me the local specialty –Mbirinda, (which is a local bean that is ground, cooked with peanut butter and something called Combo – no I cant describe what that is, all I know is that its amazingly good. Yes, that’s my plug for the restaurant! 

Anyway, I have been going to this place all week. I’ve been going to this place everytime I’m in Mundri. But, on this particular day, when going back to the guesthouse, I took one wrong turn and got completely lost. I had NO IDEA where I was. All the tukuls and compounds and scenery were exactly alike. I kept taking turns and wandering into people’s yards (okay, it all looks like one big yard with huts strategically placed here and there). Once or twice I walked into families having lunch under their mango tree. One girl (after I passed her about 2 times- while trying to look nonchalant) finally asked whose house I was looking for. 

What’s really sad about this scenario is that twice, at night, I have made my way from Night’s restaurant– to guesthouse - by flashlight without getting lost. This incident was in broad daylight. And I promise  it wasn’t an ulterior move to find out what villagers do to fill out their days.

But yes,  I finally found my way. I wonder how anyone navigates here. It gets completely and absolutely dark at night. Very few people have any electrical/light source. And even during daylight, everything looks almost the same. (or is it just me)

Im back in Juba on Thursday – and I need to write about Juba. Im currently in Mvolo. Yesterday I witnessed a localized form of football hooliganism (maybe hooligan is too strong a word). I went to watch the local ‘league.’ Mvolo County (WES) vs Wulu County (Lakes States). Watching the game was in itself an event (why are there two soldiers – one with a gun – watching over spectators and making sure no-one crosses the chalk mark into the pitch, one team scored, and a group of women with umbrellas swarmed the pitch, why the umbrella I have no idea). Anyway, after the game- like 100 kids ran into the pitch, mobilized and organized and then took off singing and dancing into the town, completely blocking the main road for about 30 minutes.  This was the major ‘highway’ into Mvolo town (like 3 cars a day, but still).    I am not sure if they even knew who won. It looked like fun!

Friday, May 16, 2014

One of  Western journalists favorite descriptors for Sudan is failed state.
It's catchy,just vague enough to elude scrutiny,slightly patronizing and can be used in almost any story.
I guess you know how I feel about that term now,
However,every once in awhile something happens that's so ridiculous that it makes me pause and wonder if that descriptor is not actually accurate.
In today's newspaper, residents of Almulazmeen,Omdurman, described how they had a big tree on the main road,whose branches had started pushing against the High tension electric wires running down their main street{That the High tension wires running through a residential neighborhood are not the story should tell you something}.
A group of neighbors repeatedly called the authorities and after being passed back and forth determined that they should take matters into their own hands.
They started to cut down the branch,which then slid ON to the wires creating a precarious situation.
After filing a report with the Electric company,engineers were deployed by the company to asses and deal[ha] with the situation.
On arrival the engineers took a look and pronounced that this was not in their scope of work as the wire was not disconnected per se .
They told the local residents to call them WHEN the wire fell under weight of the fallen branch as it would then fall under their jurisdiction.
Before leaving they very helpfully informed the residents that the branch was a safety hazard and that WHEN it snapped , the surge could damage their home appliances.
I imagine they drove off to cheerfully to wherever at this point.
After reading the article{complete with catchy quotes from outraged locals and a picture of the offending tree and fallen branch},I put down the paper and had a big laugh.
Another day in Sudan.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Traffic Police

Khartoum is a pretty congested city.
Designed by the British as a sleepy Administrative town,it;s since exploded into a sprawling, overcrowded city.
Naturally the streets were not designed for such capacities and since city planners are unheard of here,the problem compounded.
Enter the traffic police.
Dressed in chalky white uniforms{which look oppressively hot} ,they man the main intersections,supposedly redirecting traffic.
Other duties include random stops to check license and registration ,check for tinted windows{illegal except for government officials and hotshots or people who can pay the bribe} etc.This is a source of income to the force ,so bribes or not they are pretty enthusiastic about fining you for something as this will likely help pay there measly salaries.
They generally lurk around a bend in the road and pop out in front of your car with gleeful expressions{gotcha bitch!}.
This in turn causes mayhem as rickshaws{which are not licensed for main roads but drive along them anyway}and unlicensed cars bust U-Turns and peel out the other way.
The other day I was pulled over{the officer jumped in front of my car and banged the hood also with a gleeful gotcha bitch! expression}.
I handed over my license and registration.After frowning over them he asked me to turn on my lights.Finding nothing amiss he asked me if I had a fire extinguisher at which point I lost it and started bellowing.He looked me over and waved me off,looking for easier fish.
Some incidents I've witnessed at these impromptu traffic stops:
-A rickshaw driver gunning straight for the traffic police{trying to scare him off the road I guess},and the traffic cop pulling a spectacular spin{pivoted on his right foot anti-clockwise} then diving in the backseat of the speeding rickshaw in one smooth motion.Needless to say as I pulled over{along with everybody else},I found the officer choking the rickshaw driver and screaming very colorful expletives.People actually cheered him on.
-A rickshaw driver tried to swerve away from the officer{with the gleeful gotcha bitch! expression} and flipped over the rickshaw.The officer pulled him out of the overturned rickshaw and started slapping it at which point the driver beat the lights out of the traffic cop{people also cheered him on}.
-An old lady with questionable driving skills got freaked out by the traffic police jumping out in front of her and pressed the gas pedal in lieu of the brakes.Traffic police flies in the air and lands on her hood then rolls to the ground.She opened the door walked around and took a look at him and burst into sobs.The traffic police got up,dusted himself off and disgustedly waved her off{still sobbing}while his colleagues held on to each other and bend over laughing.
-An old man pulling out a horsewhip from his trunk and chasing the traffic police around his car{he really was nimble too}while people tried to calm him down.No idea what he was stopped for.
-Two traffic police wrestling with a young driver and him heaving like a bull and throwing them both off.People intervened and he was walked to his car and the cops made no move to stop him.No idea what sparked the altercation.


Tuesday, April 22, 2014

The slow death of the Sudanese economy

Khartoum these past few days has been blistering hot and dusty,bleakly brown.
Which is a pretty good description for Sudan's economy.
The exchange rate is steadily climbing to unbelievable heights.What this means to your average Sudanese is that basics are becoming a luxury.
That's not the worst part.Economies do fail due to no one's fault sometimes.
But when the government of Sudan's short sighted economic vision coupled  with no hard currency flowing in,rampant corruption, policies that seem determined to squash local business and investors ,entrepreneurs finding no support whatsoever,facing an economic embargo{which is targeting the Sudanese population not the government}, an opposition that flails like a headless chicken, and one is left with little hope.
Which is partly why I have not been posting that much,it's depressing.
And yet life goes on.
I'll try and write more about the little joys and struggles Sudanese face in day to day life which is what we started out to do in the first place.


Monday, April 21, 2014

Embracing Victimhood to Celebrate Victimization


It was a bit disturbing to hear news of our citizens in the IDP camps (where they are seeking protection and shelter) celebrating the recapture of Bentiu -in light of what this recapture actually occasioned.

200 civilians [allegedly] killed in a mosque. Non-Nuer civilians and foreign nationals targeted and killed. Nuer men and women in a hospital killed for not being supportive or rather celebratory over the rebel forces ‘success’. Hate speech broadcast on a local radio station, calling for the rape of women.

Were we celebrating that a group of us now have to run and seek protection and shelter?  Disturbingly, were the victims of this war celebrating the victimization of others? Are we seeing the creation of a ‘permanent victimhood’ that denies the existence of an equally victimized ‘other’? Historically this kind of moral ambiguity has been a prelude to victims becoming perpetrators whose actions, regardless of scale - they themselves perceive as warranted and a form of self-defense. This is a disturbing development.

In addition, does this mean that we have no empathy for those who are currently hiding in the bush and are not concerned when even more of us join them? The 800,000+ South Sudanese men, women and children whom we know are not in United Nations Protection of Civilians (PoC) camps, but we do not know where they are.

Also, what does it say about the international community, when we only condemn the actions of one group of actors, in this case the youths in Bor, and fail to equally condemn the actions of the actors in Bentiu?  The international media widely reported the Bor massacre; international actors correctly condemned the actions of the youth involved. However, there has been a lack of condemnation of the actors in Bentiu, there has been no widespread calls for an investigation, despite that the Bentiu massacre took place in the same week as the Bor massacre.

Do the people of Bentiu not deserve equal consideration and if this is so, we should sincerely ask ourselves why. Because this makes us appear to be only quick to condemn actions that seemingly hold the government culpable (in this case in their failure to protect the IDPs) but then we remain silent on the need to hold the rebel army equally culpable. If this is the case, then we must question not only our partiality but also our humanity.

Lastly, perhaps we should be even more apprehensive when we hear reports of community youths reacting to this crisis with violence. Thus far, the communities of the affected have not engaged either the rebels or the SPLA, and have instead remained on the sidelines. About two weeks ago, there were reports of the Shilluk community mobilizing to form a community defense force (granted, this claim has since been retracted) and now we hear of youths in Bor attacking a group of the defenseless that they associate with the rebellion.  I wrote an earlier article about the need to engage with the communities of the affected, in order to avoid an escalation of this kind of reaction. This needs to happen, sooner rather than later. We also need to begin to engage with the Nuer community – these are their sons and daughters – these actions cannot be culturally acceptable even if this were blood feud or retaliation.

This has been a horrible week for South Sudan. I reiterate that time is running out for us, we are on a precipice. Let us do all that we can to ensure that we do not fall into the abyss.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Where would you find such beds?



I work for an international NGO… We support primary health-care services- meaning we contract out other NGOs to provide direct support to the health facilities: to improve health services, provide equipment, make infrastructural improvements (mainly minor renovations) etc.

The health facilities we currently support were previously supported by another organization which had quite similar in objectives to this; improving the standards of the health facility and to strengthen primary health-care system. So for about 5+ years, these facilities have been donor funded

Last week I was out in the field, for supervision, and basically to see how things are going, what improvements are being made etc. One of my key focus areas is infection prevention.

I walked into the admissions ward of this particular health facility and these are the beds I found. This was not an abandoned room, this was a room being used to admit critically ill patients.

The walls of the health facility have not obviously not been painted in ... years, stains are visible on  the floor and the walls. This room is STILL in use.

Not only is this obviously a prime source of infection- considering the clients admitted to the admissions wardmost likely already have a compromised immune system, but it is unacceptable to allow anyone (even someone healthy) to sleep in matresses in this state. These mattresses should have been burned a long time ago. Not discarded, burned to ash- at least if we are being serious. 
It would be better to lie on the floor, to be honest as one would probably be less at risk of picking up infection(s).

All this has left me wondering and questioning: what exactly are we doing?  How can we honestly say that we are funding primary health-care if this is the state of our health facilities, a year, almost two after we begun supporting them?

Not only that, at one health facility there was no soap for handwashing. And the supporting agency was very quick to say; there is no budget. 

Soap costs 2 South Sudanese pounds.  


I really question this whole idea of donor funding.