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Road Kill


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           In these memoirs of an American career diplomat during and after
        the Cold War, I have recorded many extraordinary occurrences in our
        nation’s  overseas  affairs,  but  few  remain  in  my  mind  with  the
        vividness of the events I am now about to relate. The incident did
        not,  thank  God,  appear  in  stateside  newspapers,  so  the  State
        Department was able to avoid a potentially embarrassing inquiry and
        consequent scandal. The isolation of Jolibana contributed to that lack
        of publicity at least as much as did official reticence; I don’t think a
        North American journalist sets foot in that arid landlocked African
        nation  but  once  a  decade,  and  then  only  to  write  a  “Travel  and
        Leisure”  piece  on  the  romance  of  thousands  of  square  miles  of
        savannah inexorably desiccating into desert every year.
            It was, however, that very isolation and desolation which drew an
        unusually  diverse  cast  of  characters  into  the  foreign  community  of
        Falidougou, the capital of Jolibana. Years of drought and decades of
        infrastructural degeneration had brought an endless stream of experts
        and  consultants  from  abroad,  flush  with  millions  of  dollars  and
        grandiose development schemes. Few of these projects, regardless of
        scale,  were  appropriate  to  local  conditions,  and  were  doomed  to
        failure—but  not  before  Jolibanan  officials  had  skimmed  a  healthy
        percentage  of  the  allocated  funds  for  their  own  uses.  An  entire
        suburb of  half-built villas for the visiting  dispensers of useful  cash
        and  useless  technology  sprang  up  on  the  northeastern  edge  of
        Falidougou,  each  progressing  toward  completion  at  a  rate
        commensurate with the arrival of foreign money in the pockets of the
        property  owners,  all  of  whom  were  part  of  the  same  military-
        bureaucratic complex.
           Several  European  countries  felt  the  need  to  donate  resources,
        impelled in most cases by genuine concern for the ecological disaster
        grinding the lives of poor Africans in the Sahel. One could almost
        predict,  oddly enough,  that the  smaller participants in this quixotic
        venture  (like  the  Dutch  or  the  English)  would  have  better  success
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