The difficulties
of being Solheim
or Helgesen
Before peace negotiation
sessions begin (I wasn't there for the last one in Thailand) there
is a ritual that is enacted. Even though G. L. Peiris and Anton
Balasingham and those team captains come in entourage, you see the
figure of Erik Solheim early morning, in and around the conference
area, and he is usually twirling his cellphone around his little
finger.
He is a tall
gangly figure, and you would generally expect someone like him in
a volleyball or basketball court than in some conference area in
a place called Rose Garden. He has the slightly rumpled manner of
a woolly headed schoolmaster, and that is as opposed to the dress
and manner of a suave yuppie company executive type. (Vidar Helgesen
is more in that latter mould.)
But Solheim
may look a little washed out and has-been sometimes, but he is anything
but. What does that cliché say, don't go around judging books
by their covers?
Solheim, Vidar
Helgesen, Jon Westborg and even that other tall and gangly man for
all seasons, their understudy Mr Thomas -- these are people caught
in some vast in-between in today's Sri Lankan political culture.
They are all
wooing the Sri Lankan public, the way Sri Lankan politicians do
it except that Solheim cannot do it with posters on the walls of
the Bambalapitiya Milk Board. Neither can Solheim appear on television
and try to demolish some poor fellow who dares to talk to politicians
on the phone at some phone-in talk show.
Even though
Solheim wants all Sri Lankans especially the Sinhalese to see him
in a good light, he for instance cannot wear the national dress.
Most Sri Lankans who want to show the people that they are standing
by them discard their slacks and creep into a national suit. Solheim
alas does not have this option, and neither can he drape a red colour
shawl around is neck.
Vidar Helgesen
and Jon Westborg have this problem too -- but they are like new
kids on the block compared to Solheim who has the sharp eyes and
the ruthlessly focussed looks and manner of
. let me see
..
the comparison is at the tip of my tongue
. Oh yes, of
Prabhakaran.
You think that
is not done, comparing this schoolmasterly but stern Norwegian to
a man in the bunker, then you do not know Solheim. Solheim will
be flattered with a comparison to Prabhakaran. From the land of
the midnight sun, why wouldn't they be flattered being compared
to the Sun god? Solheim is a man who has good body language, specially
with Anton Balasingham with whom he has a hail-fellow-well-met manner
.
and he called him HE (his Excellency) so you can be certain he must
be making sure that there are HIS and HERS towels for Bala and Mrs
Bala at the Rose Garden digs. Proper monogramming is part of good
mediating, the Norwegians are bound to tell you, and that's basic
as saying proper equipment is the best part of proper broadcasting.
But, the trick
for the Norwegians most of the time is that they must try to look
as if they are not too pushy, so that they are not accused of neo
- colonialism and all those unkind things. So they try to disappear
into the furniture, and this they try to do by being dressed as
plainly as possible to merge into the furniture, or at least to
the accompanying scenery. This is why this whole team including
Helgesen and Thomas and the lot wore shirts unbuttoned at top, and
the un-smartest of casuals for a conference with government officials
at the Jaffna kachcheri building.
But compared
to what the government officials were wearing in war ravaged Jaffna,
the men from Oslo in their relatively tony blue shirts soon began
to look as conspicuous as the back of a bus. The Norwegians have
always been telling us that this peacemaking is a very tough thankless
business, why don't we believe them?
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