Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Launching my humble ‘Artwork’ Blog
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Water shortages, ‘four-gear gifilis’, ‘futtaru’ garbage dumps and ‘transshipment ports’
Like most Maldivians living outside Male, Shameema and the rest of the eighty odd residents of the Mulhadhoo store their rainwater harvested from their corrugated iron roofs in polyethylene kalhuhan tanks; dispose their waste onto a dump on the seaward futtaru side of the island; and defecate into holes dug, as-and-when-nature-calls, on public beaches or ‘four-gear’ gifili latrines.
Meanwhile an army of Maldivians, mostly men anointed by their mighty political parties and financed by deep-pocketed bigwig resort-owners are preparing for their ritual once-in-every-five-years onslaught on islands like Shameema’s Mulhadhoo. This year an unprecedented 465 of them, sipping Italian Lavazza espressos in trendy cafés in Male or savoring the taste of an exotic vilaathu-sherbet in one of Maldives’ top-class luxury resorts, are meticulously planning their onslaught. Their arsenal will comprise of, among other things, an ostentatious display of verbose rhetoric on democracy, human rights, accountability and several other clichéd but little understood terms. There will also be a fool’s paradise of desalination plants that would, so they say, ensure a copious supply fresh water to all the households; diesel generators that would keep the fans and air conditioners running in houses with corrugated iron roofing sheets exposed to 12 hours of merciless equatorial sun to create an ambience that could perhaps be the envy of people living high up on the Swiss Alps. And there will also be an abundance of brand new 6 cylinder Yanmar engines that would propel fishing vessels out to the vast expanse of the Indian Ocean to enable diminutive weather-beaten fishermen to catch a glimpse of the mythical ‘minikaaraajjey gaskara’.
Shameema is no stranger to the chicanery of the Machiavellian planners. She knows that in a few weeks time she would be unable to stretch a leg without poking either a ‘rayyithunge khadhim’ or one of their lackeys. And though Shameema portrays an outward sense of nonchalance, she has a secret little reason to celebrate as well: the ephemeral treasures that come along with the politicians. The last time she was very lucky to grab a handful of those notes adorned with pictures of ‘medhuziyaaraiy’. But she remains unimpressed and nonchalant. And so are the majority of the people of Ihavandhippolhu and the rest of Maldives, for their taste for fantasy desalination plants, diesel generators bridges and flats have been cloyed by countless empty promises on phantom projects like the USD 300 million transshipment port that the previous government decided to ‘build’ in Ihavandhippolhu in the run up to the last parliamentary election.
I recently asked a good friend who I consider to be perhaps my small country’s version of Jeffrey Sachs, if he has anything to say about our politicians and Shameemas. His answer is simple. “Don’t put the blame only on the politicians. For as long as we have 142 islands with populations of less than a thousand people, there is no end to the stories of ‘empty-kalhuhan’, ‘four-gear gifilis’, ‘futtaru’ garbage dumps --- and the ‘transshipment ports’ are only a phenomenon deployed, not perhaps to camouflage trickery or finesse evil but to keep hope alive in an otherwise squalid and desolate environment”. As someone who as a child only accidentally escaped from the world of ‘fenthaangi/four-gear gifili’ induced Ascariasis,; and after thirty years, is still morbidly terrified of those horrid parasites that, ahem, creep out of the rectum after a spoonful or two of that slimy abhorrent stuff called ‘antipa?’, I can’t find any reason to disagree with him.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Our Special friendship with India: beyond the mirch-masala of Bollywood?
We have with India strong military cooperation; bilateral trade, albeit, heavily skewed in favour of India; assistance in human resource development; and of course there is India’s unwavering relief and rescue, come the tidal surges of the south-west monsoon.
With a retired Lieutenant General as our government’s envoy in India, the relationship that was fostered under Gayoom, particularly in the aftermath of ‘Operation Cactus’ was largely centered around ‘defense and military cooperation’ which left us with, among other things, white elephants like INS Tillanchang. I, of course, don’t downplay the significance of IGMH, MITE, the recent USD 100 million budget support loan and the innumerable times
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Thank you President Nasheed
Friday, March 13, 2009
Carbon Neutrality: Can A.S.I Moosa beat Pope Benedict XVI?
I did a bit of googling on the idea of carbon neutrality and to my utter surprise the task President has assigned to Sappe is in fact far more challenging than I initially thought. To succeed in his assignment, A.S.I Moosa would have to tussle, for the next ten years, with none other than Pope Benedict XVI. Almost a year and a half before President Nasheed set the carbon-neutral goal for our small country, the Vatican announced its plan to become the first carbon neutral state in the world through its climate forest in Hungary. Four other nations - Iceland, New Zealand, Norway and Costa Rica, have the same plan.
Carbon neutrality refers to achieving net zero carbon emissions by “balancing a measured amount of carbon released with an equivalent amount sequestered or offset”. Whether this is a feat A.S.I Moosa could possibly perform for our small, acutely resource constrained island nation that the UNDP has identified in its Oil Price Vulnerability Index (OPVI) as the most vulnerable country in the World to oil prices hikes, remains to be seen.
We are yet to know how A.S.I Moosa plans to go about to confront his daunting task. I don’t have any background knowledge to say anything about the issue from an environmental angle. But one thing I know for sure is that a lot of Maldivians are convinced that we need to do something to reduce our precarious dependence on imported fossil fuels. When oil prices hit USD 147 in July last year, I, for one, thought doomsday wasn’t too far away for our small country. With the unprecedented oil price hikes of 2007-2008, we were clearly caught off-guard as no developments plan in the country had factored in oil at the prices prevalent in the world market during that time. We were saved from an oil-price induced bankruptcy only by the dampened demand for oil brought about by the global financial meltdown.
Most Maldivians would presumably agree that despite the presence of high levels of sunlight and vast expanses of ocean which are potential sources of alternative solar and tidal energy for the country, our government under Gayoom did little to tap into these sources of power. This might very well be the approach A.S.I Moosa would take in his bid to beat the Holy See in the race to become the World’s first carbon neutral country.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Development plans and ‘the art of doing nothing’
It’s been a while since I started maintaining a small personal archive of documents covering key economic areas of the
The sad story, though, is that there is no single institution or agency in the
1. Seventh National Development Plan, Ministry of Planning and National Development, 2006-2010
2. Strategic Economic Plan, Ministry of Planning and National Development, 2005
3. Third Tourism Master Plan, Ministry of Tourism and Civil Aviation, 2007-2011
4. Development of a Framework for Financial Sector Restructuring (ADB-MAL-TA2265)
The Strategic Economic Plan, 2005, developed by the International Trade Institute of Singapore tops my list. A country of our size and stage of development doesn’t need to look beyond this document for development plans. Every development plan that we would need at least for the next two decades or so is elaborated in this document in a very clear cluster based approach.
I have no clue as to why we didn’t we implement these plans. A good friend of mine once shared his explanation on this --- while the silverfishes and termites were busy quite literally building their empires in our development plans, we were busy pretending to be teaching ‘the art of doing nothing’ to foreigners. Unfortunately, we never taught any art to anyone but instead we did quite successfully master ‘the art of doing nothing’.