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The Challenge for Ethiopia

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The Challenge for Ethiopia – Jonathan Dimbleby (2003)

The following address was given to Society members by Jonathan Dimbleby after the 2003 Annual General Meeting. One of the Society’s policies is to publish Occasional Papers whenever it has interesting or significant Ethiopia-related material. While the Society must remain strictly non-political and cannot therefore endorse everything which appears in its Occasional Papers we believe in this case that what Jonathan Dimbleby said on May 8th ought to reach a wider audience. We feel that although parts of it might be deemed controversial by some it has a message of obvious importance which deserves our considered thought.

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 It is a daunting prospect for me to address the Anglo-Ethiopian Society. I look around and see that collectively – and in many cases individually – you know far more about the subject than I do.

I must remind you of the essential difference between a specialist and a journalist. The specialist starts off knowing a lot about a little; the journalist, a little about a lot. As they go through their respective careers, the specialist knows more and more about less and less while the journalist knows less and less about more and more. By the time they retire, the specialist knows everything about nothing while the journalist knows nothing about everything.

In the case of Ethiopia, all I can say is that I will yield first place to no-one in my concern for and delight in this remarkable country. Ethiopia eats into the soul and the country and its people have eaten in to mine to lasting effect.

For me, this relationship began 30 years ago this September. Then, in 1973, I was a ‘fireman’ reporter – covering political crises, wars, earthquakes and famines all over the world. I was working for This Week which was ITV’s answer to the BBC’s Panorama – where my father, Richard Dimbleby, had been the founder anchorman and where my brother, David, then worked as his successor.

In the early summer of 1973, I reported from Senegal in the midst of a serious drought. This was at the time when people were beginning to worry about the southward movement of the Sahara. This was my first visit to Africa and my first contact with what everyone used to think of as ‘natural’ disaster.

Then in September, by chance, I stumbled on something which has had even more influence on my life – professionally and personally – than any other: I got a ’phone call from a friend of mine from university. She was Sri Lankan and doing a PhD in Amsterdam. She had met a group of Ethiopian students there who told her about what they said was a terrible famine in the northern part of Ethiopia. They were desperate for someone to take an interest, but no newspaper or politician in Holland could be persuaded to take notice. Students in the town of Dessie had allegedly been shot and killed by the military authorities for drawing attention to what was happening. On This Week, we decided to send a researcher to Addis Ababa. We knew that the Ethiopian authorities had acknowledged that there was a ‘problem of drought’ but they had made no request for international aid.

Our researcher met a remarkable Catholic priest working for the Irish agency, Concern, which had long been established in Ethiopia. Kevin Doheny took him to the north and he then got in touch with our office in London. The message that he wired from Addis was couched in very discreet language to protect Kevin Doheny and to ensure that we had some chance of getting into the country.

I thus became the first foreign journalist to witness what became known as the 1973 Famine.

I will never forget the journey up from Addis to Dessie. The beauty and majesty of the country was breathtaking. And it still has the same effect, even though I have now made that pilgrimage many, many times.

And then in Dessie: stumbling upon human suffering on a scale that I could scarcely believe. People dead and dying on the road side and in make-shift camps in the towns and villages round about. I saw piles of bodies waiting to be buried, entire families: mothers and fathers, children and tiny babies. In that famine, 200,000 people perished.

One image I shall never forget: three little children, lying entwined on a wooden pallet of branches, naked, eyes wide open, skin like parchment over empty bellies, the flies tormenting their dead bodies.

There was no-one – or almost no-one – to help. There were no relief supplies and virtually no food or medicines. That was the price of calling it a ‘drought’ and not acknowledging that it was a famine on a massive scale.

Later I discovered that key ministers knew what was going on, though I remain convinced that they had kept the bad news from the Emperor until it was too late.

No less disgraceful was the fact that five months before my arrival the UN agencies in Addis had a pretty good idea of the looming catastrophe. A good friend of mine in UNICEF travelled in the region and discovered overwhelming evidence that cholera had broken out in a variety of locations. Cholera is, of course, a notifiable disease but the Ethiopian government refused to acknowledge the facts. As a result, UNICEF failed to report this grim news. As a direct consequence of this, scores of thousands died who might otherwise have survived.

It was not ‘a natural disaster’. In fact hardly any so-called ‘natural disaster’ is really natural. It is true the rains had failed. But the soil was also eroding fast. Trees and forests had been cut down to provide fuel. Water storage and irrigation systems were conspicuous by their absence.

And, most notably to me, it was notable that only the poor succumbed while the rich – the landowners, the merchants, the officials, the ministers and the generals – continued to prosper.

This was a country where one in five children died before they reached their fifth birthday; where there was very little clean water and almost no medical services; and where only a tiny proportion of the children went to school.

It was also a country in which cruelty and corruption flourished. Where human rights were flagrantly violated. And where freedom of speech was denied.

It was the poorest country on earth.

To witness the suffering and the courage and dignity in adversity was – for me – an unforgettable and terrible experience.
Then, as now, Ethiopia was a country which relied on coffee as its main export. It was dependent on coffee for its foreign exchange – without which it could not purchase from abroad the means required – equipment, the tools or the skills – to escape the vicious circle of poverty and degradation.

It was a country which was at the mercy of international cartels which controlled and manipulated the global market in coffee to drive DOWN prices for producers while always putting them UP for consumers.

Ethiopia was part of the global economy but a victim of the way in which it operated. It was on the losing side of a grotesquely distorted and outrageously unfair and unequal global market.

I came to realise that so far from being ‘natural’, most disasters are usually the product of a complex set of interwoven causes – among the most obvious of which are poverty, injustice, corruption, repression and war.

As I say, I only came to appreciate this later.

In and around Dessie we were free to film what we wanted, essentially because our minder was so shocked by what he witnessed that he stayed in the hotel and said, “Do what you can and let us hope we can save some lives”. We returned to Addis with our film. By this time, news of what we had seen had filtered back to the Ministry of Information. The Minister berated me for my distorted filming. We had a furious row and though I did not fear for myself, I suspected that they might try to take the film away. We devised a variety of ruses to get the film out of the country, but in the end, I took it myself. I had a huge sense of relief as we taxied down the runway with the film safe in my hands. Then suddenly the plane braked and we went back to the apron. I assumed at once that the government had finally decided that the film would do such damage to Ethiopia’s reputation that it would have to be confiscated. In fact, our departure had been arrested by the outbreak of the 1973 Yom Kippur War.

We finally left a day later.

In their ignorance and innocence, the Ethiopian government sent an envoy to London in the hope of persuading ITV to drop the programme. Their envoy was Tafari Wossen who knew he was on a fool’s errand and merely went through the motions. He subsequently became a very good friend and I am delighted that he now plays such a prominent part in the Anglo-Ethiopian Society.

When the film was transmitted, the Ethiopian Ambassadors were instructed to write identical letters to leading newspapers in Britain, Europe and the United States, denouncing the film as fiction. Mercifully, they were ignored. Our film, which we called The Unknown Famine, had a huge impact, first in Britain and then around the world. The film was, of course, not a concoction, nor was it in any way political. It was in effect a simple plea for urgent assistance. As it happened, it worked. People all over the world responded and within six months, in today’s money, it raised in excess of £75,000,000.

Later, The Unknown Famine became a catalyst in the downfall of the Emperor, edited – crudely doctored – by some of those who later formed the Dergue. The Hidden Hunger as they called it, juxtaposed images of famine and death with the imperial high life. On the eve of the Emperor’s overthrow, this film was transmitted round the clock on Ethiopian television. It provoked fury, despair and shame – precisely the atmosphere the new guard required to ensure that there would not be a popular uprising against their removal of the Emperor from his palace.

I have been back to Ethiopia many times since. I witnessed the first years of the revolution – and, to my embarrassment, I was regarded as a hero. I met Menghistu and used the opportunity – to no avail – to urge the release of other members of the royal family and an end to the war in Eritrea. Though I was free to report, I became increasingly dismayed by the course of events. Finally, I witnessed the horror of the ‘Red Terror’ and denounced the Menghistu regime, not only in my film for ITV, but – probably more damagingly – on the BBC World Service. As a result, I was banned for almost a decade. Because I retained friends in Ethiopia, I knew all about the encroaching famine of 1984/85 but, despite strenuous efforts, I was forbidden a visa.

When I was finally allowed in again in 1987 I witnessed the worst excesses of the land reform programme – villagisation and the forced transfer of people from one part of the country to another. I also committed the cardinal sin of filming in Eritrea with the EPLF. Once again, I was banned by Menghistu. As you know, the regime finally crumbled in 1990, and I was welcome to return once more.

I was there most recently last summer to make a couple of radio programmes for the BBC and as President of VSO, to visit our volunteers and to promote our work in Ethiopia.

Today, 30 years on, this beautiful and beleaguered country is still one of the very poorest states in the world: it also by far the largest in that desperate category – a state which, by many millions, has the largest number of the poorest people on earth. And the population that has more than doubled in the last 30 years to more than 65 million.

But there is some good news. The risk of mass famine in Ethiopia is now, I am confident, low unless there is a catastrophic breakdown of order in the form of military conflict. There is an effective system for the early warning of impending crisis and a network for the distribution of relief that can stand severe strain. The principal anxiety therefore is that the ‘pipeline’ for the supply of relief is not allowed to empty. In 2000, this system managed to provide food aid for 10 million people. In any year, the figure is at least 4 million. Last October, the government of Ethiopia, in the person of the Prime Minister, waved his shroud to warn that 12 million people would be at risk of starvation in 2003. The reason why this has not happened is that the pipeline has continued to supply the food relief required.

In parenthesis, I should say that, unlike the Anglo-Ethiopian Society, which laudably focuses on much that is fine about Ethiopia – its cultural heritage, its religions, its arts and its peoples – my focus has always been on the negative. I regret this, though I think it matters. But my urge to be positive is made more difficult by the prevailing assumptions of my trade. Ethiopia is seen by the media as a ‘basket case’. So last October I was asked by a television programme that must remain anonymous to report on the ‘impending famine’. I said that I would do so but that I thought famine was unlikely (for the reasons I’ve indicated). I also said that there were some crucial, long-term issues that I would explore. The programme concerned agreed. Then a few days later, I got the message that there weren’t enough ‘skeletons’ to justify a programme for an ITV audience.

Anyway, that is a diversion. Back to the reality of Ethiopia.

Ethiopia is a state with a per capita income of around a $100 a year – which is a third less than what is regarded as starvation levels of income by the UN; and it is getting poorer by the year. It is an unendurable prospect.

Today in Ethiopia, only 25% of the people have access to safe water and only 15% have access to adequate sanitation; 49% of the population – more than 30 million people – are undernourished.

47% of the children are so grievously underweight that their physical and intellectual growth is permanently stunted. Only 40% of them are enrolled at school. And getting to schools often means a barefoot walk of perhaps three hours or more – with the ever-present risk, if you are a girl, of abduction or rape along the way.

Invariably hungry and listless from lack of nutrition, these 7 year olds finally reach their destination to find themselves crowded into a classroom designed for thirty but filled with a hundred other children, often without books or pencil and paper.

Though the government of Ethiopia is doing its best, there is precious little chance at the present rate of progress that Ethiopia will meet the UN target of primary education for all by the year 2015.

Now, I know this is a contentious statement and I have had some robust conversations with Ethiopian friends as a consequence. Ethiopia is not yet a democracy. People are not yet free. Human rights are not yet honoured. But, I do not think it is useful to judge the performance of the Ethiopian government on the basis of a snapshot. The question is whether the process of change is also progress. I believe there is progress. In Ethiopia now, as a foreigner, I find that people talk to me far more openly than ever in the past. I believe that Ethiopia is moving in the right direction. The progress is slow and we have to be patient, but when the country is still fragile, threatened by ethnic and regional conflict and by internal terrorism, it is not easy to transform an autocracy into a democracy with the speed that Ethiopia’s friends might wish.

And now – for lack of a better term – my broader thesis. For Ethiopia, you may, in these terms, substitute much of Africa and many other countries in the rest of the world where ideas of freedom, justice and fairness – wonderful concepts which trip lightly off the tongues of philosophers, preachers and politicians – are mocked by experience everywhere.

That for me is the great challenge facing humanity. It is the challenge of ‘sustainable development’. It requires us to recognise that a world in which hundreds of millions of children die before they reach the age of five is not sustainable. A world in which hundreds of millions go to bed hungry, have no access to clean water, or a basic education or even rudimentary health care, is not sustainable.

A world in which the pandemic of AIDS in Africa threatens to cause more devastation than all the wars and famines of the last thirty years put together – destroying lives (8,000 lives a day) – breaking up families, decimating communities, and disrupting the social and economic life of the nation, is not sustainable.

It is not sustainable that in Ethiopia alone, there are almost a million children who have been orphaned by AIDS – whose parents might still be alive if they had had access to the drugs which in the West are now routinely available to all.

Not sustainable either is a world in which 10% of the world’s six billion inhabitants receive 70% of its total income; and where the three richest men on earth have assets equal to the combined output of the world’s 48 poorest nations.

Which takes me – for a moment – to September 11th and much which has flowed from that terrifying horror.

It is sheer folly, self-deluding, self-indulgent blind folly, to believe that by waging a so-called ‘war against terrorism’ in Afghanistan or in Iraq – that the world will somehow become a safer place. Others have made the point: Tony Blair himself, Clinton – and most thoughtfully Chris Patten, the External Affairs Commissioner for the European Union, and the best leader the Conservative Party never had. He has written: “The idea that a rich world and poor world can co-exist without dramatic implications collapsed along with the twin towers on that day…”

He went on to say that the root causes of terrorism “go far beyond the networks of transnational crime and money laundering, drug dealing and arms smuggling… They include the de-stabilising division between haves and have-nots, the persistence of abject poverty”.

The point is this: it is not sustainable to presume both that you can exclude the poor from feasting at your table and that they will meekly submit. A sustainable future – any hope of lasting peace and security from fear – is inconceivable unless we are serious about waging war – on poverty.

So the point is: a war on terrorism will be for nothing in the absence of a war on poverty. I am not saying that you will win the war on terrorism if you wage war on poverty. But I am saying that you will most certainly lose the war against terrorism unless you wage war on poverty. Poverty is the swamp of alienation and misery in which the terrorist recruits converts to the cause.

That war – the war against poverty – has to fight at a number of levels and in many different ways. But it is even more complicated than you might think it to be.

Patten also wrote in the same context about “rising tensions over access to ever scarcer natural resources.” The point here is: we live in a world which is not only blighted by human suffering, but in which we collectively lay waste to our very means of survival.

Forty years ago, a great American environmentalist, called Rachel Carson, wrote a famous book called Silent Spring in which she observed that life on earth is “a complex, precise, and highly integrated system of relationships between living things which cannot safely be ignored any more than the laws of gravity can be defied with impunity by a man perched on the edge of a cliff”.

Now fast forward forty years to a United Nations document called the Living Planet Report – an update on the state of the world’s natural eco-systems and the effect of human pressures upon them. They call this impact mankind’s “ecological footprint.”

The report concludes that “at some time in the 1970s, humanity as a whole passed the point at which it lived within the global regenerative capacity of the Earth” and that today “our ecological footprint is at least 30% larger than the earth’s biological capacity”.

In short we are stamping over the planet with hobnailed boots and gradually crushing the life out of it. We tear up forests, we allow soil to erode, we extract water from rivers and lakes at a rate which dangerously depletes the water table, we pollute the atmosphere with carbon and other gases. And we do this at an unsustainable rate. And by unsustainable – in this context – I mean in a way which will, if unchecked, threaten the very basis of our survival on this planet.

The responsibility for averting that threat rests heavily on the shoulders of that minority of our species, who like you and me, live in the rich world – and who are the principal plunderers of the resources of our planet. We consume those resources at four times the rate of that majority of our fellow citizens who live in the poor world.

So: to make the world safer – from terrorism and all that flows from it – we need to be far more serious about the urgent need to combat poverty. The injustice of poverty, the gross inequalities of relative poverty between the rich world and the poor world breed resentment and anger.

But we can only wage war on poverty within the environmental and ecological limits of the planet. And that means not only that the future distribution of the world’s resources must be on a much fairer basis. It means that a growing share of the world’s wealth must go to the poorer countries and a diminishing share to the richer countries.

This is a huge challenge: but as I said before, I think it is the most important challenge facing humanity. It is the challenge of ‘sustainable development’. A challenge which embraces both the need to protect the global environment and to deliver economic development within a fair and just world order.

Fifty years ago, Albert Schweitzer, philosopher, seer, winner of the Nobel Prize wrote “mankind has lost the capacity to foresee and forestall. He will end up by destroying the world.” I don’t believe that. I am not a pessimist: I believe that just as we have the capacity to destroy our planet so, by the same token, we have the capacity to save it. And – it is an old cliché – I also believe that where there is a will there is a way.

Sustainable development is about securing a safe and sound future for life on earth, all life on earth. That means treating our planet with reverence, as if we were going to live for ever and hadn’t just dropped in for a weekend break.

And it also means sharing the great blessings of our planet equitably, with justice and fairness for all people. Not just the haves but the have-nots as well.

When I was in Ethiopia I went to a festival of drama and poetry in a town which is probably the poorest in the world. In the community hall, a group of young amateur actors were competing to make the next round of a national drama contest. They were exploring a whole range of personal, social and political issues. There was a packed audience, totally rapt.

The director of the Festival said to me “We are transforming ourselves, provoking dialogue, entering a new era. Our young people are poor but not primitive. They are not victims. They know a lot. I am an optimist because we are creating awareness. And from awareness comes strength. These young people are the future.”

They are – and we owe it to them that they should have a future. On our planet that means following through the diplomatic, economic, social and moral logic of what WH Auden wrote in that bleak autumn of 1939; “we must love one another – or die.”

There is nowhere in the world of which this is more true than Ethiopia.

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First published as an Occasional Paper in 2003

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September 22, 2008 at 4:50 am

A man-made famine

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Source: http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2008/apr/15/amanmadefamine
By Raj Patel, guardian.co.uk, Tuesday April 15 2008

There are many causes behind the world food crisis, but one chief villain: World Bank head, Robert Zoellick

For anyone who understands the current food crisis, it is hard to listen to the head of the World Bank, Robert Zoellick, without gagging.

Earlier this week, Zoellick waxed apocalyptic about the consequences of the global surge in prices, arguing that free trade had become a humanitarian necessity, to ensure that poor people had enough to eat. The current wave of food riots has already claimed the prime minister of Haiti, and there have been protests around the world, from Mexico, to Egypt, to India.

The reason for the price rise is perfect storm of high oil prices, an increasing demand for meat in developing countries, poor harvests, population growth, financial speculation and biofuels. But prices have fluctuated before. The reason we’re seeing such misery as a result of this particular spike has everything to do with Zoellick and his friends.

Before he replaced Paul Wolfowitz at the World Bank, Zoellick was the US trade representative, their man at the World Trade Organisation. While there, he won a reputation as a tough and guileful negotiator, savvy with details and pushy with the neoconservative economic agenda: a technocrat with a knuckleduster.

His mission was to accelerate two decades of trade liberalisation in key strategic commodities for the United States, among them agriculture. Practically, this meant the removal of developing countries’ ability to stockpile grain (food mountains interfere with the market), to create tariff barriers (ditto), and to support farmers (they ought to be able to compete on their own). This Zoellick did often, and enthusiastically.

Without agricultural support policies, though, there’s no buffer between the price shocks and the bellies of the poorest people on earth. No option to support sustainable smaller-scale farmers, because they’ve been driven off their land by cheap EU and US imports. No option to dip into grain reserves because they’ve been sold off to service debt. No way of increasing the income of the poorest, because social programmes have been cut to the bone.

The reason that today’s price increases hurt the poor so much is that all protection from price shocks has been flayed away, by organisations such as the International Monetary Fund, the World Trade Organisation and the World Bank.

Even the World Bank’s own Independent Evaluation Group admits (pdf) that the bank has been doing a poor job in agriculture. Part of the bank’s vision was to clear away the government agricultural clutter so that the private sector could come in to make agriculture efficient. But, as the Independent Evaluation Group delicately puts it, “in most reforming countries, the private sector did not step in to fill the vacuum when the public sector withdrew.” After the liberalisation of agriculture, the invisible hand was nowhere to be seen.

But governments weren’t allowed to return to the business of supporting agriculture. Trade liberalisation agreements and World Bank loan conditions, such as those promoted by Zoellick, have made food sovereignty impossible.

This is why, when we see Dominique Strauss-Kahn of the IMF wailing about food prices, or Zoellick using the crisis to argue with breathless urgency for more liberalisation, the only reasonable response is nausea.

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September 21, 2008 at 3:56 pm

Indifference

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September 21, 2008 at 1:21 am

On the ground with an Ethiopian farmer

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UN World Food Progamme – Ethiopia, August 2008
http://www.wfp.org/hornofafrica/ethiopia_story_08_2008.asp

Daniel Gedisha holds up a fistful of the dry, yellow leaves he has been laboriously pulling from the ground. “This is my maize,” he says bleakly, then casts a glance around the field where he is standing. “Look at it.”

The field is blanketed with knee-high plants of withered, yellowing maize, all as desiccated as those in the 52-year-old farmer’s hand. “No crop this time,” he mutters, “nothing…nothing at all.”

Daniel is not alone. Virtually all of his neighbours who farm the hard, rocky slopes of Konso in the Great Rift Valley in southern Ethiopia face the same plight. Little rain has fallen in the district for a year, and that has spelled disaster for those whose crops depend entirely on the water that falls from the skies.

That includes just about everybody who dwells in the stone-walled villages that perch on Konso’s many hilltops, 600 kilometers south of Addis Ababa. Close to 98 percent of the district’s 250,000 people live off the land, tilling small, often tiny, plots of terraced land sculpted out of Konso’s hillsides.

In good years, Konso’s farmers produce two crops a season, one planted during the February-to-April “belg” rains, another during the August-to-November “meher” rains. The belg rains are the most important in Konso, a distinction from other parts of Ethiopia. Accounting for 80 percent of the district’s annual agricultural production, the short, springtime belg rainfall supports mostly maize, sorghum, barley, wheat, green beans and teff, the grain used to manufacture the ubiquitous flat, spongy, Ethiopian bread known as injera..

But this past year has not been good for any of Konso’s farmers, Daniel says. “The belg rains failed and it looks like the meher may fail too,” he says. “I would normally get around 10 quintals (around 1000 kgs) of maize from my fields. Now I have nothing but fodder. Maybe it will keep the goats alive.”

The goats, perhaps, but not Daniel’s wife, nor any of his eight children. Their survival will depend on outside assistance, much of it supplied by WFP. The Konso farmer and his family are among the more than 7 million people in Ethiopia whom WFP is currently helping with emergency food rations.

All have fallen victim to twin threats – the prolonged drought that is ravaging large swathes of Ethiopia compounded by the global phenomenon of soaring food prices.

Successive failures of seasonal rains

Daniel’s case is typical. Successive failures of seasonal rains have destroyed his crops, endangering his livelihood. At the same time, skyrocketing market prices for food have outstripped his ability to come up with the cash to buy alternative supplies.

Like 7.5 million other Ethiopians, Daniel is a participant in the Ethiopian government’s innovative Productive Safety Net Programme (PSNP), a scheme designed to lift poor families out of chronic food insecurity by creating community assets – roads, bridges, terraces, wells, watering ponds etc. – and minimizing the loss of household assets like farm tools, laying hens, milking cows, ploughing oxen and other livestock.

Recipients receive either a monthly cash grant of 30 Ethiopian birr (roughly US$3) or a monthly food grant, supplied by WFP, of 17 kg of cereals, usually maize or wheat, in return for participating in various public works.

Rising food prices

But Daniel’s 30 birr is not going to buy much on the local markets in Konso: where a quintal of maize, which cost 150 birr a year ago, now costs 600; where a quintal of teff has doubled to 900 birr over the same period.

To come to the aid of Ethiopians trapped in plights similar to that facing Daniel, WFP is planning to deliver US$384 million worth of food relief assistance to more than 4 million people affected by the drought. WFP will also extend food assistance to another 3 million people enrolled in the PSNP in drought-stricken areas.

Food supplies to support this effort have proven difficult to obtain. The relief effort is currently short some 123,000 metric tons of mixed commodities, valued at more than US$99 million, while supplies for PSNP beneficiaries lag 38,000 metric tons, worth US$30 million.

The shortfalls have forced WFP, in consultation with the Ethiopian government, to cut the monthly rations for beneficiaries by one-third, reducing the cereal ration from 15 kgs to 10 and trimming the non-cereal ration to three kg of blended food, one kg of pulses and 0.3 kgs of vegetable oil.

In places like Konso, where more than one-third of the population is in need of food assistance, the ration cuts have had a severe impact. Among those most affected have been the children.

Malnutrition among children under 5 is on the rise in Konso, as in some other areas of Ethiopia hardest hit by the drought. Close to 700 children are currently being treated at Konso’s stabilization centre, a health clinic set up to deal with the most severe cases, or in the district’s nine therapeutic feeding centres.

Targeting pregnant women, nursing mothers and young children

To help deal with this problem, WFP is working with government health officials as well as UNICEF and NGOs to provide targeted supplementary feeding in drought areas across Ethiopia to 737,000 pregnant women, nursing mothers and children under five years of age who are suffering from moderate acute malnutrition.

One of those centres operates not far from Daniel’s ravaged maize crop, in the village of Fasher. Several hundred women are gathered on the grounds of an elementary school, receiving lessons in basic nutrition while they await delivery of food rations designed specifically to combat malnutrition.

Every three months, the women receive 25 kg of blended food fortified with 23 vitamins, minerals and other micronutrients as well as three litres of vegetable oil fortified with vitamins A and D.

“Only the women receive the ration,” explains Dawit Belete, an official with the Ethiopian government’s Disaster Preparedness and Prevention Agency. “If we gave it to the men, they’d sell it right away.”

In addition to the thrice-monthly ration, the women also receive nutrition lessons, learning about correct food proportions, proper breast feeding and the need to provide complementary foods to young children.

“We have two aims here,” says Dawit. “We want to rehabilitate women and children suffering from malnutrition and we also want to provide the women with basic knowledge about nutrition that they will share with the rest of the community.”

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September 21, 2008 at 12:28 am

Hunger levels soar in East Africa

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THIS IS A MAN-MADE FOOD CRISIS!!! IF AFRICANS HAD ACCESS TO A FAIR TRADE, THIS WOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED…AMERICA WANTS/NEEDS FAMINE BECAUSE THAT IS HOW THEY SUSTAIN THEIR OWN AGRICULTURAL SECTOR (USAID) …THAT DOES NOT HELP THE AFRICAN FARMER BECAUSE HE WILL BE UNABLE TO SELL HIS OWN HARVEST…USAID IS A FAKE FIX…UNFAIR TRADE IS THE PROBLEM…IMF/WORLD BANK IS THE PROBLEM…SELFISH WESTERN GOVERNMENTS ARE THE PROBLEM!!! IN THE MEAN TIME, INNOCENT POOR PEOPLE ARE DYING BECAUSE OF AN AID/TRADE SYSTEM THAT FAILED THEM! God will judge us for this…
“There is a sufficiency in the world for man’s need but not for man’s greed.”

Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/africa/7626562.stm


Nearly 17 million people in the Horn of Africa are in urgent need of food and other aid – almost twice as many as earlier this year, the UN has said.

Some $700m (£382m) in emergency aid is needed to prevent the region descending into full-scale famine, it said.

Top UN humanitarian official John Holmes said food stocks were critically low in parts of Ethiopia, Somalia, Eritrea, northern Kenya and Uganda.

The area has suffered from drought, conflict and rocketing food prices.

The number of those at risk could rise still further “as the drought deepens and the hunger season continues”, Mr Holmes said.

“What we need essentially is more funds, and more funds now, otherwise the situation is going to become even more catastrophic than it is today.”

The estimated total for the rest of this year for those in need is $1.4bn. Almost half of that has been raised, Mr Holmes said, but there remains a shortfall of $716m.

“We may need significant funds after that period – this is not the end of the story,” he said.

The UN Food and Agriculture Organisation blames worldwide rises in food prices for helping to push 75 million more people into the ranks of the world’s hungry last year – bringing the total to 925 million.

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September 20, 2008 at 9:26 pm

‘ODE TO THE HUNGRY STOMACH’ By Ghelawdewos Araia

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True words on the fate of Ethiopia…this poem is on point!

ODE TO THE HUNGRY STOMACH
Ghelawdewos Araia
http://www.africanidea.org/ode.html

That Ethiopian belly once again starving

My people once again dying

The Ethiopian nation altogether crying

That Ethiopian mother for her children mourning

 

Though she herself fails to appease the dust

Struggles in vain to survive that won’t for sure last

She may even wish to make the transition fast

For she would become hopeless, helpless without trust

 

Oh! Mother Ethiopia who gave birth to the hero in agriculture

The repository of complex rich culture

The protagonist in early horticulture

What an irony to die of man-made drought and not of nature

 

The Ethiopian peasant, reservoir of human faculty

He who incorporated divine power of fecundity

Legend in handicraft, pottery-making infinity

Now, your soul is compromised by famine lack of alacrity

 

You master of granary, now starve and go hungry!

Witnessing the demise of your cattle, defying veterinary

What a cruel testimony and a bizarre twist of history

That enrages me, makes me mad and angry

 

You master of the soil, terrace, and landscape

You master of the cattle on all land and cape

Sadly, you are unable to skip death and escape

What an agonizing ordeal that I wish I could fake

 

You master of the honeybees that furnish bactericide

I can’t believe you are let down to genocide

Those who brought you death don’t contemplate suicide

They may want to superimpose on you the culture of homicide

 

But you are indefatigable master of self-sacrifice

You don’t even bring your cattle for sacrifice

I bow in your honor once, twice, and thrice

 

 

 

You master of gallantry, Ethiopia’s pride

You probably don’t know the culprit that hide

All the food that you produce including skin and hide

You are then devastated by the famine tide

 

It is simply unfathomable, unconscionable

To see my Ethiopian hero seek any food edible

This to me is beyond comprehension, incredible

A shattering encounter, an ordeal so terrible

 

You master of the waters, architect of shallow well

Now with a hungry stomach you have faced a dreadful spell

The world is focused on you; people have a story to tell

While you countenance that earthly hell

 

An earthly hell in the Ethiopian pastureland

Now an arid zone degraded soil wasteland

Could there be some mystery too grand?

A chemical that undermines fertile arable land

 

Chemical fertilizer can cause soil acidity

As opposed to manure dung organic tranquility

And our hero knows it from his daily activity

Although cynics emphasized on his stupidity

 

Our hero knows why he is starving

Despite the disillusioned public but caring

They think that nature impeded him from grain buying

And they wrongly assume that he was destined to dying

 

Early on the Ethiopian land degraded by ecological disaster

Coupled by the introduction of chemical fertilizer

Globalization that makes the Hero a panhandler

Lack of comprehensive development it engender

 

Oh! My Ethiopian hero in agriculture, animal husbandry

I am sorry to see your pasture and farm dry

The whole of Ethiopia grief and cry

I will extend my hand; I won’t let you fry

 

I will, we will come to your aid

Before the time elapses, the Sun fade

We will avenge you before other culprits invade

We will expedite famine relief and development upgrade

 

Hang on my peasant hero, stay alive

With your vision and our commitment, you will survive

With development and appropriate technology, you will revive

And you will harness nature, the time will arrive.

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September 19, 2008 at 10:26 pm

2008 Article ‘Ethiopia – another famine, another avoidable disaster’

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ust 20, 2008 –

It was at a railway crossing near Diri Dawa, the provincial capital in the Ethiopian Ogaden desert, that I saw them: small children’s hands, blackened by sun, clutching at the slats of a cattle truck dumped on a siding. The year was 1984, the height of the Ethiopian famine that claimed about a million lives. These young things must have expired, hours later, of heat and thirst in temperatures peaking at about 48C, in the truck where they had deliberately been left to die.

I know it was deliberate because I took quick photographs, muttered a few words they couldn’t understand, and headed in to Diri Dawa to get help. The famine relief office officials shrugged and directed me to the military police commander. He cut me short: yes, he knew where they were. They were ethnic Somali kids – Somalis, the majority population of the Ogaden, had been in rebellion against Ethiopian rule for years – and they had been caught throwing stones at a train.

But they would die, I persisted. He lit a cigarette. “So what: they knew the risks and they must pay the price.”

You did not have to be caught throwing stones to “pay the price” in 1984. That famine in the Ogaden, the worst-affected region in Ethiopia, was far deadlier than it need have been because, until the international outcry forced it somewhat to relent, the Marxist Mengistu dictatorship blocked food aid to rebel areas, using it as a weapon of war.

What the world saw back then they are seeing again: heart-rending photographs of wide-eyed famished Ethiopian children. What the world did not hear much about then was the criminal exploitation of suffering. What the world will not see clearly, even now, is that disasters like drought can cause crops to fail, but should never, in a half-decently run country, lead to mass deaths from malnutrition. Famines in this day and age are man-made, if not by the sins of commission perpetrated by the thuggish Mengistu regime (and by North Korea’s) then by culpable omission coupled with lousy policies.

Mengistu was overthrown in 1991, fleeing Addis Ababa to retire in the congenial climate of Robert Mugabe’s Zimbabwe. Because Meles Zenawi, the Tigrayan rebel leader who ousted him, shed some of his Albanian-model Stalinist baggage, he was fêted by Westerners as a moderniser and showered with development aid.

A spot of election-rigging in 2005, followed by the shooting of up to 200 pro-democracy demonstrators, caused some temporary tut-tutting, after which aid quietly resumed and, in Britain’s case, doubled. Not so quietly, the Ethiopian Army is again cracking heads in the Ogaden, burning villages and, according to Human Rights Watch, torturing and publicly executing not only rebels of the resurgent Ogaden National Liberation Front but also civilians sympathising with them. In the Ogaden, famine looms. Plus ça change.

Still, Meles and Mengistu are not la même chose. Meles is a bit of a thug, but he has introduced some judicial and commercial reforms, devolved powers from Addis Ababa to the regions, improved education, curbed child mortality through anti-poverty programmes and, importantly, advocated greater equality for women. He has also ploughed 17 per cent of government spending into agriculture, three to four times as much as most other African governments. He claims that farm production is growing by 10 per cent a year, and boasts that, two years ago, the country actually exported maize (odd, that, when in a “good” year millions of Ethiopians rely on foreign food aid).

After the last big drought, in 2003, the Ethiopian Government worked with donors to create a system designed to make famine history. It includes a Productive Safety Net, a public works programme providing seven million poor Ethiopians – nearly a tenth of the population – with food or cash, and a Famine Early Warning System that measures rainfall, livestock prices, household spending and signs of malnutrition.

Textbook stuff, and in stark contrast with the junta’s attempt to hide the 1984 famine from the world. And yet… how, then, has the failure of the “little rains” this spring, and the consequent loss of a single harvest, translated into a huge emergency affecting ten million people, by the aid industry’s probably inflated account, and 4.6 million by the Government’s defensively conservative assessment?

Why are its emergency grain reserves so depleted that food rations have been reduced by a third, at least 75,000 children are already severely malnourished and hunger affects two thirds of the country and has, this time, spread to the towns? Why is Ethiopia, a country with lush two-crop breadbaskets as well as deserts and eroded hill farms, still so vulnerable that, as Meles himself admits, “one unexpected weather event can push us over the precipice”?

There are two big causes, and drought is not one of them. They are within the power of politicians to tackle, and tackled they must finally be, with the requisite sense of urgency. The first is Ethiopia’s population explosion; with families averaging 5.4 children, it has soared from 33.5 million in the 1984 famine to 77 million now. In a country where 85 per cent of the people rely on farming for a living, this means that, per head, food production has actually fallen since 1984 – by more than a third – and farm plots get smaller and smaller. A fifth of Ethiopian farmers try to survive on areas no more than 20 metres by 40 metres per person, yielding no more than half their cereal needs.

The second is Meles’s purblind refusal to reverse the Marxist folly of his 1995 law that put all land under state ownership. “Land holding certificates” graciously permit farmers to till land that their forebears have farmed for generations; but surveys show that 46 per cent still expect to lose their farms.

The policy is a disaster. It discourages careful land management; it deprives farmers of collateral to raise bank loans to buy fertiliser and agricultural tools; and they cling to plots too small to feed their families because, with nothing to sell, they have no alternative. The coffee and infant rose-growing sectors apart, most Ethiopians farm as their ancestors did, with hoes, wooden ploughs, oxen and an anxious eye on the skies.

Enough food aid is once more pouring in to stave off serious famine; but it will not remedy Ethiopia’s deepening aid dependency and rural despair. With a smaller – because more mobile – landowning rural population, able to access loans to invest in higher-yield seeds, tractors and drip irrigation, Ethiopia could feed itself. But will donor governments champion the farmers’ right to get back their land? On past experience, pigs will fly. And the next famine will be a matter of time.

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September 8, 2008 at 4:02 am