Life so far

On turning 60, I thought I should take stock to ponder if have spent my years usefully.

So what have I actually achieved?

  1. I started my professional career working for a couple of years organising hand dug wells for water, and check dams for soil conservation, in rural Ethiopia and Eritrea.
  2. Then I designed a piped water system for a quarter of a million war-displaced people outside Jalalabad in Afghanistan.
  3. After pushing papers in Oxford for a year or so I led a water, sanitation and public health programme for a quarter of a million war-displaced people in the besieged cities of the Angolan interior for the best part of five years.
  4. During that time I caught a sailfish off the coast of Angola. Tagged and released it.
  5. After Angola I learned to dive.
  6. Then I earned a PhD.
  7. I was appointed director of Anti-Slavery in 2006 and immediately had to organise its financial turnaround.
  8. I successfully advocated for making slavery eradication a post-2015 development goal.
  9. I found a woman who’d put up with me.
  10. I contributed to the introduction of a new statute in British law proscribing forced labour.
  11. I ran a marathon, very slowly.
  12. I helped expose slavery in the manufacture of garments for Western high street brands.
  13. I won Mastermind with the specialist subjects Michael Collins, the novels of Dennis Lehane, and Abraham Lincoln.
  14. I helped develop the jurisprudence around “abuse of a position of vulnerability” as a means of trafficking in the case of Chowdury et al v Greece at the European Court of Human Rights.
  15. I helped obtain inclusion of victim protection and supply chain transparency measures in the UK Modern Slavery Act (2015).
  16. I achieved recognition of forced marriage as slavery in the International Labour Organization’s 2017 estimates of global slavery.
  17. I published my 1st novel – The Undiscovered Country about the investigation of a murder during the Irish war of independence.
  18. I learned how to take a better photograph.
  19. I played a key role in mainstreaming anti-slavery in a major UN migration and livelihoods programme in Myanmar.
  20. I published Ethical Leadership: moral decision-making under pressure, based on my doctoral research and including consideration of how the concept of ethical leadership should be deployed in the struggles against slavery and climate change.
  21. I published my 2nd novel – Some Service to the State about how an enquiry into the fate of a missing girl exposes the damage caused by partition to modern Ireland.
  22. I worked out how to end slavery. Wrote it down in a forthcoming book chapter called “Justice against Power: Marshalling a credible response to slavery eradication.”
  23. I’ve been an expert witness in over 200 trafficking cases.
  24. I began writing a play on the life of Frederick Douglass.
  25. I’ve started writing my fourth book on the Irish peace process… which has given me the idea for another play.

I think, on reflection, I have not led a life of quiet desperation. But that doesn’t mean it’s been without crushing disappointments.

Still, once more onto the breach, once more.

Vietnam (mostly) street photography

Summary: “In a country where they turn back time/ You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre/ Contemplating a crime

Tranquil Books, Hanoi
Lunar new year’s best, Hoan Kiem lake, Hanoi
Dressed for Tet, Hoan Kiem lake,Hanoi
Street vendor, Hanoi
Having the craic, Hanoi
Making the Banh Mi baps
Tea time, Hanoi
In thought, Hue
Traces of battle, imperial palace, Hue
From a gate of the imperial palace, Hue
An Cu Lagoon
Hoi An, Old Town
Lanterns, Hoi An
Hoi An waterfront
From the ashes, Hoi An.
Boat lantern, Hoi An
Facing the rising sun, Phu Quoc
The clean-up crew, Phu Quoc
Saigon
Cu Chi
Cu Chi
Cu Chi
Saigon

Public Art

Summary: an evolving collection of images of pieces about movements -in the broadest sense of the word – that have, by and large, stirred the conscience of the world, if only a little

Massachusetts 54th, Boston
Kindred Spirits (the Choctaw memorial), Middleton, Co.Cork
Broken Chair (landmines memorial), Geneva
Velvet Revolution, Prague
Gormley in Folkestone
Free Derry Corner
Mr John in Prague

Sudan stories III: war by remote control

Summary: Elphaba on some disturbing new trends in the Sudanese conflict

We are constantly learning how this obsene tit-for-tat war goes between groups who care nothing for the folks in the middle. Towns fall to one side and then are re-taken, new weaponry allows for new tactics in an unclear strategy. 

So it is that drones this week hit Singa taking out the power supply and with it the water. I imagine a person many miles away with a computer programme and some coordinates playing an online game with lives. Of course on the ground there has been a rounding up of people suspected of guiding the missiles to their targets.

There is a deep weariness as people say: “Ah so we’re back to that again” and for how long?My family member, Ax, says they came in the middle of the night Wednesday and it took several attempts to hit their target.  The noise sent people scurrying outside. Some left Singa again, crossing the river as they were revisited by the trauma and fear of last year. He kept the family indoors more worried about the risk of falling debris than immediate re-occupation. But that grim possibility is never fully out of mind.

The scaling up of threats from RSF (they hit the airport that the government was boasting they would re-open soon, they claimed to have taken Fasher, they threatened cities beyond Sudan that support the Govt) and counter attacks from the government (they killed the leadership of communities in Kordofan as they met last week) seems to be in preparation for talks in the US – talks that although reported are hotly denied in Sudan. Even talking about them is risky.

Meanwhile Ax and I mused on the differences between towns in England and Sudan: a mini tale of two cities. Where in dying town-centres in UK the shops all seem to be nail-bars, second-hand clothes shops and takeaways, in Singa  every shop is a pharmacy, mini-clinic or something medical related.

We are hoping this latest wont lead to something more serious.  

Sudan Stories II: Not Exactly a Getaway Car

Summary: second in a series of guest blogs from “Elphaba” on the ongoing war in Sudan

There was some great excitement in Singa this week as it was announced that many vehicles had been found and owners could bring proof of ownership and reclaim theirs. Ours was a battered, old, much-loved and very unreliable crate. She appeared to have some kind of sentience: working on a whim for some and not others. Opening and closing the windows was an act of will power (no winders that worked). But she had given great service carrying sheep, produce, people and everything in between for several years before she was taken at gun point last summer

A family member, Ax, went to see if she was there. He said the site was depressing. It was full of lines of metal shells, most with no wheels, broken windows and some with little or no innards. 

At the back of his mind in going to look for the vehicle, apart from the fact that it is “something to do” when daily routines are still restricted, was a potential to get her back “in case we need to run”. But then you are an easier target in car than on foot. Behind this is the reality that although our family are for the most part fine, there is a thin ice feeling.

On the 4th October a friend in El Obeid rang and we were delighted to hear all was well. The next day he rang to say that they had been bombarded with drones. Omderman has also been hit. Nothing is resolved. And South Sudan is still unravelling.

One of the fall-outs of the war coupled with climate change (I think) has been a steep increase in Dengue fever. We also hear disputed reports of cholera outbreaks. Now at the tail-end of the rains is the malaria season 

In the end we could not locate our vehicle. We laughed that she was never exactly a get away car, except in the sense that we seemed to get away with paying very little road tax over the years. In this seemingly endless war, the citizens who have lost most of what we think of as essentials are expected to pay significant amounts to reclaim their cars at a time that inflation in the costs of everyday needs, and the continuing devaluation of currency, bites.