Elephantine
path to the top
A journalist friend of mine who tends
to become irascible in the face of what he perceives as cronyism and
political partiality, emailed me a list of diplomatic appointments
recently approved by President Chandrika Kumaratunga.
Besides noticing
the names of some who I knew personally and have associated with
during
my journalistic days in Colombo, I also noted that we are to have
a couple of new missions.
Nothing wrong
with that if we have the money for it and there would be some gain
in economic terms. Politically there is very little to gain in a
world that has been stood on its head since the end of the Cold
War, unless, of course, we are seeking to be in the frontline in
the international scene and need all the support we can get.
Having just
attended a non-debate at the London School of Economics on Global
Civil Society before and after September 11, I was still wondering
how our new set of envoys would use their particular skills to ensure
that the human race is not Bush-whacked, when the second email arrived
from the same source.
This time it
was a lament by the president of some private elephant owners' association
bemoaning the fact that in 10 years or so there will not be elephants
to participate in festivals such as the Kandy Perahera.
This message
was accompanied by a cryptic sentence which simply said refer previous
email.
As one who
was born in Kandy, had witnessed many of the annual festivals, it
seemed to me that the Esela Perahera without the gaily decorated
pachyderms, though now and then they have run amok, would be like
Hamlet without the Prince of Denmark as the weathered saying goes.
Among the new
diplomats were some who had been UNP members of parliament. There
was Rupa Karunatilleke who was in the 1977 parliament and who I
last met about two years ago at a supermarket in Kirillapone. Mr
Karunatille is due to go to The Netherlands where I'm sure he can
still feast on the Dutch breudher that our own Burgher ladies loved
to make come Christmas time.
Also in the
list is U.B.Wijekoon, a Peradeniya university contemporary of mine
and one time minister of textile industries (if I remember correctly)
who I have not seen since he got out of active politics. Well, he
might still be able to spin a few yarns when he presents his credentials
to Vladimir Putin.
Another former
parliamentarian is Ariya Rekawa, who was deputy chairman of committees
(again if my memory serves me correct) who is scheduled to go to
The Philippines.
There are a
couple of other UNP supporters but I suppose those who could legitimately
be called elephants are the three former MPs, because their party
symbol- like that of George W Bush's Republican Party- is that of
the elephant.
It is not generally
known that Sri Lankan elephants had a military history that dates
back to Alexander the Great. When Alexander's armies were pushing
through central Asia and invading India, it was the Sri Lankan elephant
that was used in warfare. Alexander's generals found the Indian
elephant unsuitable for war because it was not aggressive enough.
So elephants
from Lanka were ferried across in specially constructed rafts from
the port at Mantota in the northwest, that was to become an important
entrepot for trade between east and west.
Former President
J.R.Jayewardene was no Alexander when it came to warfare, though
he might have matched the Greek, a student of Aristotle, in political
philosophy. But Junius Jayewardene was ready to use the elephant
in his battle for power with Dudley Senanayake for the party leadership.
This story
told to me by 'JR' as he was popularly called but rarely to his
face, must however await a longer story I have to tell in the pages
of a book.
No doubt other
members or supporters of the UNP have found themselves in our 40
or so diplomatic missions around the world. Every government in
the world posts its party members, supporters and donors to diplomatic
missions. That is the pay-off ( no doubt at tax payers' expense)
they get for whatever services they have rendered. Several decades
ago the then US president was trying to send a chain stores owner
and a strong party supporter as US ambassador to Colombo. At the
US senate hearings he was asked for the name of the prime minister
of Ceylon, who at the time was SWRD Bandaranaike.
Naturally the
presidential nominee Maxwell Gluck did not known the name and even
if he did, he could not pronounce it.
I hardly think
that our own parliamentary committee that scrutinises high appointments
would want to stump friends, colleagues and fellow politicians of
one vintage or another. After all, as Mark Antony said of those
who stabbed Caesar in the back, front and wherever else, "they
are all honourable men".
It seems the
only one who could not pass muster was President Jayewardene's former
secretary Menikdiwela who has been struck down by President Kumaratunga.
But then as
another journalist friend emailed me from Hong Kong, if John Glenn
can go into space at the age of 80, why not Menikdiwela to the land
of the rising sun and hara kiri.
But governments
should learn to strike a fair balance between career and political
appointments. If the plumb posts are going to political appointees,
irrespective of whether they are capable of functioning effectively
in those positions or not, whether they have political/economic/
diplomatic savvy or not, why have a foreign service at all. When
the prime minister of the country was also foreign minister, Mrs
Bandaranaike ran a career-oriented and efficient foreign service.
It was also the time that Sri Lanka played a leading role on the
international stage.
Attempts to
create an efficient and knowledgeable foreign service in recent
years where at least 70-75 per cent of our heads of missions should
be career diplomats or high officials who attained their positions
by academically or professionally qualifying, has been vitiated.
It is a pity
that while those who have dedicated themselves to pursue a diplomatic
career are languishing at the number two or three levels, those
whose capabilities at the highest diplomatic levels might be questionable,
are catapulted to high office and then lost in the mists of time.
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