---------------------------------------------------------------The Email below is very sad and you may have preferred that it was not
circulated. However, we need to be reminded of the sacrifices that field
colleagues are sometimes called on to make.
Tony
Sent: Friday, 08 September, 2000 1:26 AM
To: Ogino, Yuichiro (FAORAP) Food and Agriculture Organization
As you may know, sad news hit us yesterday; three UNHCR staff were
savagely burned to death in Atambua, West Timor, Indonesia. I attach
below the last email sent by one of them, hours before the rampage,
because I believe it should be read by as many people as possible. The
email was read out by UNHCR Sadako Ogata herself in the Security Council
yesterday.
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"From: Carlos Caseras
Date: 6 sept. 2000, 6:05 a.m.
Subject: Are you still there? - Reply
My next post needs to be in a tropical island without jungle fever and
mad
warriors. At this very moment, we are barricaded in the office. A militia
leader was murdered last night - he was decapitated and had his heart
and
penis cut out. Segments of Timorese society must be some of the most
violent and gory people anywhere on Earth: Atambua suddenly shut down
when news spread that trucks and buses full of militias were coming from
Betun (my former home) to Atambua. The town suddenly deserted, and all
the shops were boarded up in a matter of minutes. Traffic disappeared,
and the streets are strangely and ominously quiet. I'm glad that a couple
of weeks ago we bought rolls and rolls of barbed wire.
I was in the office when the news came out that a wave of violence would
soon pound Atambua. We sent most of the staff home, rushing to safety. I
have just heard someone on the radio saying that they are praying for us
in the office. The militias are on the way, and I am sure they will do
their best
to demolish this office. The man killed was the head of one of the most
notorious and criminal militia groups of East Timor. These guys act
without thinking and can kill a human as easily (and painlessly) as I
kill mosquitos in my room.
You should see this office. Plywood on the windows, staff peering out
through openings in the curtains hastily installed a few minutes ago. We
are waiting for this enemy--we sit here like bait, unarmed, waiting for
wave to hit. I am glad to be leaving this island for three weeks. I just
hope I will be able to leave tomorrow.
As I wait for the militias to do their business, I will draft the agenda
for tomorrow's meeting on Kupang. The purpose of the meeting: to discuss
how we are to proceed with this operation.
Carlos"
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Share it with others if you can.
Shin