My home state of Montana shares some things in common with
Ethiopia. Each location enjoys rugged mountains with many peaks over 11,000
feet. World famous rivers, the longest on each continent, originate in both
places. Agriculture dominates both economies. But the similarities may end
there.
Ethiopia is at least 3,000 years old. Foreign occupations
have been rare and brief, so the outside world seems unable to help or hurt
this ancient culture. When I visited 10 years ago, barefooted shepherd boys
played together in the highlands while tending their flocks. A waterfall
cascaded 1,500 feet into darkness. A kindly, middle-aged scout took his first
automobile ride. The people and traditions there awoke a vibrant part of my
being that I had hardly known before!
Yet starvation and disease were rampant. Many more blind
people, beggars, and homeless folks lined the streets in Ethiopia than any
other place I have been. According to Parade Magazine in 2009, Ethiopia was among the world’s 20 poorest nations and
had one of the 20 worst dictators: Prime Minister Meles Zenawi. The people and crises
there awoke in me a fierce sense of justice and love for the unloved that I had
rarely felt before!
Following Ethiopia’s 2005 elections, former President Jimmy Carter praised what he felt was a free and fair vote. Weeks later,
poll discrepancies were common knowledge; scores of protesters were massacred;
hundreds of political prisoners were taken; streets and shops were eerily
vacant. I was there that frightful June, and while Mr. Carter could not have known such
tragedy was around the corner, his praise likely assured many that Mr. Zenawi’s
“democratic” government deserved foreign aid.
At least forty cabdrivers, lawyers, businessmen, and others decried
their leader as a despot or an ex-hero lapsing into totalitarianism—three Ethiopians
defended him. Armored vehicles conveyed Mr. Zenawi’s control everywhere. If the
majority was right, America’s $500 million in annual aid to Ethiopia needed review
if Washington was to assist only honorable and responsible parties.
On my fifteenth day in Ethiopia, a local resident and I hired
a midday taxi for a 45-minute ride to the Lalibela airport, en route to the
capital, Addis Ababa. The resident and driver asked questions one typically
asks foreigners, but they soon digressed to American-Ethiopian relations.
Condemning U.S. “leniency” toward Mr. Zenawi’s “corrupt”
government, the men boldly stated that America intrudes in Ethiopian affairs every
time it offers money to Addis. “America should cut its aid to our country,”
they said, certain that only the government would suffer. They hoped this might
sever the lifeline of tyranny. But as such, they wondered each day whether they
would return home alive.
These gentlemen were not peasants or unskilled laborers. Well-educated,
they supported the local nonprofit organization, engaged provincial politics,
and followed current events. They were fairly well off compared their peers. They
were respected members of their community.
In June 2005, the world’s eight richest countries offered a
massive debt cancellation deal to many of the poorest nations in the world,
including Ethiopia. Yet while developed countries hailed this generosity, these
two men denounced it, saying it would “absolutely” help only their government,
not their people. Foreign aid could help their land under good leadership, they
felt, but ostensible generosity would little assist them. They literally feared
for their nation’s future.
As we neared the airport, the men asked how America could be
so great and Ethiopia so poor. It is a difficult question to answer. They pled for
help, but alone, I can only make ripples in the ocean. Dealing with dictators
is hard.
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(Originally published by Yahoo! Voices.)
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