Sudanese 'Strategery'

Everyone screws up here and there...everyone. No matter how perfectionist, how focused, how inspired, impressive, or impeccable, sooner or later the individual or individuals will balk, and screw the proverbial pooch. That's why I had to laugh the other day, in a sick, twisted kind of way, when I heard about how those silly, genocide crazed, ethnic cleansing enjoying, blissfully bloodthirsty Sudanese Air Force bombers, working in conjunction with ground militias and (most likely) the Janjaweed, kinda pulled a 'oopsy'.

In Bahai, over the past couple of months, it's been a recurring and common knowledge problem that the Sudanese Air Force, on their day to day bombing runs, trying to eradicate the opposing rebels (who for some reason don't agree with this whole genocide thing), and the opposing rebels' supply routes, have time and time again crossed over the border into Chad. In our morning security briefings it is sometimes thrown in for good measure, and it often arises at UNHCR security meetings orchestrated for the other NGOs, that these aircraft have been sighted again doing these illegal maneuvers and have scared the bejeezes out of a bunch of already paranoid and vulnerable refugees. For its part, and on a different note, I believe the UN has failed to follow it's own rules when dealing with international refugees by leaving them in a camp only about 1 mile from the country that wishes to wipe them off the face of the planet. But anyway...

So on this particular, shining morning, not too long ago we got another report of the mischievous, trespassing Sudanese at it again. This time it came with a sad twist for quadruped lovers around the world.

It would seem that the airplanes came in and targeted a large area just to the east of Bahai, in an effort to accomplish what I had mentioned above regarding the rebels. They bombed and bombed and bombed to their little hearts contents, and then bombed some more for good measure. The dust and smoke mixed together and blew around, presenting the already sand storm prone area with even more condensation nuclei to lower the visibility. The dust settled (a bit) the smoking craters, barely discernible from the rest of the void sand box around, quit smoking. The ground forces moved in to count the dead and review the carnage.

For it's part the government of Sudan on this particular day did a lovely job using it's bombs to kill a total of 142 rebel....(drum roll please!).... goats! Damn terrorist goats, newest members to the international axis of evil. The bombing did produce countless more happy soldiers, however, with the abundance of fresh and piping hot brochettes. Pass the pepper Mahammat, s'il vous plait. Mmm, mmm, good. Strategery at it's finest!