Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2006/08/11
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]"I refuse to accept the idea that they cannot be negotiated with until we exhaust all possibilities in that arena. And, then, I would be ready to look for more options...." Reverend, that is a heartfelt, sensitive and truly Christian -- in its very best sense -- sentiment worthy of a sincere, peace loving man of the cloth. Unfortunately... Some years ago I worked for a Saudi publishing house in Houston, editing copy, writing articles and taking pictures for an English language business magazine which was sponsored by the Saudi royal family, i.e., the Saudi government. The magazine's stated editorial mission was to promote Saudi Arabian business interests while fostering cultural understanding and cooperation. The pay was generous and the promised benefits equally attractive. The working conditions were the absolute best I've experienced, before or since. After I'd been there a couple of weeks I needed to consult a wall map hung in our office to locate a small town in The Kingdom. While perusing the Middle East as depicted on the map I noted that one small area bordered by Jordan, Egypt, Lebanon and the sea was uncharted -- no geographical features, no place names; a complete blank. When I asked my managing director about the odd omission, he replied "that place does not exist." The magazine was published bi-weekly. Each lavishly produced issue featured a beautiful work of Arab calligraphy on the inside front cover. The specially commissioned artwork was printed in five colors and, thus, was somewhat complex to assemble by the printer. Well, in one instance the printer apparently mistook some color callouts on the layout of the inside front cover and misprinted the calligraphic image. We staff members were alerted to this mistake by the literal screams of horror and terror by our managing director shorty after the arrival of our "comp" copies for that issue. We rushed to his office to find this ordinarily calm and dignified man collapsed on the floor, rocking and moaning piteously. The open magazine nearby revealed the reason for his distress. Through a duplication or mis-registration of color separations, a reddish Star of David -- with the faint, subtlety of a figure in a color blindness test page, found itself embedded in the graphic. Our boss was inconsolable for several days and talked of the incident for the remainder of my tenure. To be fair, however, my tenure was relatively brief. After a few months it was decided that the publication's production would be more efficiently completed if we were relocated from Texas to Washington, DC. All of us would, we were assured, be retained and given pay raises to compensate for the increased cost of living in the Nation's Capitol. Brochures were handed out to each of us advertising luxury apartments in Washington, including the Watergate. We were instructed to choose from among these accommodations, which would serve as our individual temporary quarters, free of charge, until we could find suitable permanent housing in our new home. Moving expenses and arrangements, of course, were to be made by the company and we were instructed to be ready to go on a particular Saturday morning when a Mayflower moving van and a taxi cab would arrive at our homes. As muscular men packed and transported our goods, we were advised, we would journey by chartered jet to Washington. It sounds fantastic, doesn't it? Well, it was. In fact, only two out of the thirty or so employees were actually relocated. The rest of us were stranded, unemployed and -- some -- homeless, back in Texas. This is a true story. Every word. In "negotiating", we Westerners are dealing with a cultural mindset that is, to us, incomprehensible. They, in turn, find it impossible to understand us. Yes, I believe in the sanctity of human life. Yes, I yearn for peace. I flew combat missions in a war and know, first hand, of its horrors. However, I think it is naive for us to believe that we can reach a true and honest understanding over a conference table. Impossible? Only God, or Allah, knows, but I fear for us all if we continue to turn the other cheek. The Israelis, Middle Easterners themselves, understand this far better than we do. Craig Roberts Washington, DC