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The Cameraman and the Diplomat
by Maria Tomchick
Mazen Dana, father of four young children, Palestinian, award-winning
cameraman for Reuters wire service, was shot dead at close range by a US
soldier while filming the damage from a mortar attack on an Iraqi prison.
Sergio Vieira de Mello, father, Brazilian, UN envoy to Iraq, was killed
when a truck bomb exploded beneath the window of his office in Baghdad.
They both died within 48 hours of each other.
Iraq is a dangerous place right now, still in the grip of war, where US
soldiers, young and petrified, are stuck in automatic-kill mode. All cars
are suspect. Driving too fast or turning the corner into an unmarked
roadblock can get a whole family slaughtered by automatic weapons fire.
Hold something up to your face and a terrified soldier might see a gun or a
grenade launcher where none exists. All targets are soft in a guerrilla
war.
What did Mazen Dana and Sergio Vieira de Mello have in common? A lot. Mazen
Dana's home was in the city of Hebron in the West Bank, where he filmed
Israeli military incursions into the West Bank, and where he'd been shot
and beaten, camera in hand, several times in the past three years. Sergio
Vieira de Mello was the UN's triage specialist, handling refugee
populations in Kosovo, Bangladesh, Cyprus, Peru, and Sudan. He stepped into
the aftermath of a horrific Rwandan genocide overlooked by the Clinton
administration and spent three years guiding East Timor on a rocky road to
independence.
Both men, it turns out, were witnesses to conflict and genocide, to murder
that comes in the middle of the night, kicks down the door, irreparably
separates families, destroys homes, and leaves its mark as brown
bloodstains on the floor.
Such witnesses sometimes become ambassadors for the dead. Mazen Dana's
recordings of the terrible destruction of his homeland are a window into
the world's worst continuing conflict, now unfortunately forced into the
background by another war--the one that's killed him.
Other such witnesses try to help living victims cope with the aftermath of
violence. Sergio Vieira de Mello stepped into the role of UN High
Commissioner for Refugees to do some of the hardest and most rewarding work
imaginable: to bring the half-dead--the homeless, stateless, displaced, and
dispossessed--back into the world of the living. Both Dana and Vieira de
Mello straddled the boundary between life and death.
Both men were also internationals, world citizens. There was no nation that
could claim Vieira de Mello's full allegiance, unless it was the whole
world community. And, truly, there is no nation for Mazen Dana and the
people of the West Bank and Gaza Strip, and all hope of one seems to be
receding further with every passing day.
Both men belonged to a small community of fearless people. Not the
"courageous" boys who go to war, gun in hand, to defend a lie. Vieira de
Mello and Dana were part of the fearless community of people who walk into
danger with nothing in their hands but a camera, a pen, a sack of grain, a
handful of medicine, a canvas tent, or a press pass--the people who meet
violence with only their humanity as a shield. This takes a kind of courage
that simply can't be comprehended by the people who are running this
inexplicable war.
Take, for example, the man supposedly in charge of US forces in Iraq,
George W. Bush. He recently visited my home, Washington State. It was a
one-day, breathtaking smash-and-grab. After lecturing us about salmon
restoration while standing next to a dam that has nearly extinguished
several salmon runs, Bush bypassed Seattle entirely so he could rub elbows
with multi-millionaire, suburbanite cellphone magnate Craig MacCaw and
collect $1.4 million for his reelection campaign. With cowardice leaking
from the pores of his sweating face, Bush rode an armored limousine into
Boeing Field and hopped onto Air Force One so he could beat it out of town
before sundown. The Wild West scares him half to death. Six hours and not a
single face-to-face meeting with an ordinary human being.
It's ironic that the UN, which has now been attacked by both sides in this
unforgivable war, must sit quietly and listen to Colin Powell's demands for
more international troops in Iraq. Powell, surely, has become the
anti-Sergio Vieira de Mello: a man who is the ambassador from nowhere and
represents nothing. The Bush administration has undercut him so many times
now that he can't be taken seriously anymore. Instead, the international
community turns its ear to Donald Rumsfeld, the man who's obviously in
control in Washington DC. Rumsfeld, however, is the anti-Mazen Dana: a man
who can't show us any proof, tell us any truth, give us any facts or
figures, or describe Arabic people as anything but terrorists or victims.
If Dana and Vieira de Mello were ambassadors for the disaffected, for
people who are literally dying to find their way to some kind of freedom
and peace, then Rumsfeld and Powell are surely the undertakers for Empire.
In a world run by the exterminators, men like Vieira de Mello and Dana, who
routinely walk into war with only their wits and honor for weapons, are
destined to die in some violent and terrible way. Did their deaths have
meaning?
Certainly the international community will remember Mazen Dana. Of course,
they had more access to his film footage than we Americans do. We've only
been allowed to see film stock taken by reporters in bed with the US Army,
flat on their backs with their conscience squashed beneath them. Mazen Dana
inspired a whole generation of reporters in Israel and Palestine who
admired and loved him and were inspired by his professionalism and courage.
The real news will continue to flow in his honor, even if the wave never
reaches our shores.
Sergio Vieira de Mello, likewise, will be mourned by the international
community that had hoped he might one day replace the retiring Kofi Annan
as UN Secretary General. Vieira de Mello's death has already had a serious
impact on the international community: the Bush administration's few allies
in Iraq are having second thoughts about participating in this
ill-conceived war. Poland has withdrawn its troops from a 1,000 square
kilometer region just south of Baghdad. Japan has postponed deployment of
1,000 troops to Iraq. Thailand also is reviewing its original commitment to
send 400 troops. Even Turkey, eager to gain access to the northern oil
fields in Iraq, is suffering second thoughts: its parliament may not
approve a commitment of 10,000 troops promised by the Turkish military. And
other nations that haven't made firm commitments--India, Pakistan, Egypt,
Germany, Russia, France--have carried the burden of peacekeeping operations
in Africa, Eastern Europe, and Southeast Asia with little or no help from
the United States. What goes around comes around.
In the end, Mazen Dana and Sergio Vieira de Mello might both, in death,
become ambassadors for peace. We can only hope, and try to help make that
happen.
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