Independent Diplomat : Dispatches from an Unaccountable Elite

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Belgium, the Netherlands and Luxembourg. Reproduced from CITIZENS: A CHRONICLE OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION (Published by Viking/Alfred A. Knopf Inc., © Simon Schama 1989) by kind permission of PFD (www.pfd.co.uk) on behalf of Professor Simon Schama. A much-misused term, but in this context it meant chemical, nuclear and biological weapons, and missiles of over 150km range. The United Nations Monitoring, Verification and Inspection Commission: this is my footnote in history since I invented UNMOVIC’s name, late one night during the negotiations on Security Council resolution 1284 , which established the agency. We must all be grateful to President George W. Bush who, albeit inadvertently, revealed the truth of the direct and demotic nature of real diplomacy at a G8 summit in July 2006. Overhead on a microphone, he tells Prime Minister Tony Blair (after thankin... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Chapter 11 : Conclusion the End of "Diplomacy"
11. CONCLUSION THE END OF “DIPLOMACY”? “Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them.” Paul Valéry All politics, said Tip O’Neill, long-time Speaker of the US House of Representatives, is local. He was wrong. There is not one aspect of our contemporary lives, save our private emotions, which is not in some way affected by what is going on elsewhere in the world. Perhaps even our emotions are not immune, given the omnipresent and insidious effects of our economic, cultural and physical environment. Globalization has done for the notion of locality what the internet has done for the paper letter. All politics is international. The spread of global markets and global production has made us familiar with how jobs in south Wales or Pennsylvania are affected by wage levels in the Pearl River Delt... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Chapter 10 : Independent Diplomat, or the Other Side of the Table
10. INDEPENDENT DIPLOMAT, OR THE OTHER SIDE OF THE TABLE “…The wise man belongs to all countries, for the home of a great soul is the whole world.” Democritus, quoted in Karl Popper, The Open Society and its Enemies Hargeisa, Somaliland We are driving along the long road from Berbera on the Red Sea coast, back to Hargeisa, the dusty capital of Somaliland. I am with Edna Adan, the 69-year old foreign minister of Somaliland, a government driver, Magan from the Ministry and a bodyguard. This has not always been a safe road; a year ago, a German aid worker was ambushed here and his Somali companion shot dead. We’ve spent the day in Berbera to witness and celebrate a significant moment in Somaliland’s development as a state. Fifty long steel containers, loaded with wiring and machinery for a large state electricity company, have been delivered by ship at Berb... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Chapter 9 : The Negotiation (2)
9. THE NEGOTIATION UN Security Council, New York 1999 In December 1998, the US and UK bombed Iraq in Operation Desert Fox, in retaliation for Iraq’s failure to cooperate with the weapons inspectors during a test period earlier that year. It was not until 17 December the following year that the Security Council was able to decide a renewed — but not united — approach to Iraq, on both central issues of sanctions and weapons inspections. That year encompassed some of the hardest work of my life. The product — resolution 1284 — adopted by 11 positive votes, with none against and four abstentions, was one of the longest and most complex UN resolutions ever. In January the following year, while still at the UK mission, I wrote an article to commit the negotiation to the record. I did so with publication in mind so I utilized the sort of language that I thought was required: the conventional discourse of states a... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Chapter 8 : Star Trek, Wittgenstein and the Problem with Foreign Policy
8. STAR TREK, WITTGENSTEIN AND THE PROBLEM WITH FOREIGN POLICY “Ever since men began in time, time and Time again they met in parliaments, Where, in due turn, letting the next man speak, With mouthfuls of soft air they tried to stop Themselves from ravening their talking throats; Hoping enunciated airs would fall With verisimilitude in different minds, And bring some concord to those minds; soft air Between the hatred dying animals Monotonously bear toward themselves; Only soft air to underwrite the in- Built violence of being, to meld it to Something more civil, rarer than true forgiveness. No work was lovelier in history; And nothing failed so often: knowing this The army came to hear Achilles say: ‘Pax Agamemnon.’ And Agamemnon’s: ‘Pax’” It’s a... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Blasts from the Past

The Ambassador
7. THE AMBASSADOR The moral limits of the diplomat and “going too far” “You cannot think without abstractions; accordingly, it is of the utmost importance to be vigilant in critically revising your modes of abstraction. It is here that philosophy finds its niche as essential to the healthy progress of society. It is the critique of abstractions. A civilization which cannot burst through its current abstractions is doomed to sterility after a very limited period of progress.” Alfred Whitehead, Science and the Modern World “You must realize this: that a prince and especially a new prince cannot observe all those things which give men a reputation for virtue, because in order to maintain his state he is often forc... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

The Embassy
2. THE EMBASSY Bonn 1992–95 My first full posting as a diplomat was to Germany and its then capital, Bonn. The British embassy in Bonn was an ugly concrete block on the main road connecting the city and its suburb, Bad Godesberg. Everything about it was gray — the carpets, the walls, the faces of the people working there. My office overlooked the often-rainswept car park. If I craned my neck, I could see the road beside the embassy where cars sped between Bonn and Bad Godesberg. My title was Second Secretary (Political), a junior diplomat, an embassy workhorse. The embassy had a large staff of diplomats, whose work was divided into many sections. My job was to report on German foreign policy. To do this, I would get into my car ... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

War Stories
4. WAR STORIES WMD and Noble Half-Truths Years after the United States and Britain invaded Iraq, the world remains polarized over the war. Supporters thought it necessary, while many opponents believe a false case was deliberately manufactured for it. This allegation has been reinforced by the discovery of a putative intellectual justification for such deceit, the idea of the “noble lie” propagated by the late University of Chicago philosopher Leo Strauss, one of the strongest intellectual influences on the neo-conservatives. According to Strauss, élites in liberal societies must sometimes create “myths” to hold those societies together, for fear that they would otherwise collapse through selfishness and indiv... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

The Negotiation (1)
3. THE NEGOTIATION UN Security Council, New York, 2001 What is a fact? This was not a post-modern philosophical debate; it was a negotiation of what was to become international law. But this essential question bedeviled our discussion. We could not agree on the facts. We were meeting day after day, for several hours at a time. Our discussions took place in a narrow, cramped room called the NAM caucus room. NAM is the acronym for the Non-Aligned Movement, the grouping of those states that during the Cold War saw themselves as associated with neither NATO nor the Warsaw Pact. Although the Cold War is over, the NAM lives on, as does its room, which is next to the room next to the UN Security Council (perhaps a situational reflection of the NAM... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

Introduction
1. INTRODUCTION Back at the UN Security Council in New York. A cockpit of world affairs, this is also my workplace. The Council chamber and its maze of adjoining rooms and corridors are familiar to me. I know all its nooks and corners — where to make discreet phone calls reporting discussions back to London (or to my girlfriend), where to twist the arms of colleagues in private (this place was made for corridor diplomacy), the spot to grab a moment’s peace without being bothered by other delegations or journalists (a former French ambassador once wrote a book on the best places to sleep at the UN: there were many). It feels like home ground. The formal Council Chamber is located deep in the UN complex. To reach it you must make ... (From : TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)

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