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Pomp and dubious circumstance mark the downfall of a
self-exiled despot |
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The Guardian
Rory Carroll
August 12, 2003
When a despot falls it tends to be messy. Mobs storming the
palace, rebels and loyalists exchanging pot-shots, portraits and
statues smashed, a wave of hate which sweeps away the despot's
dignity and often his life.
Slobodan Milosevic, Nicolae Ceausescu, Idi Amin, Saddam
Hussein - they all lost control of events in the final hours of
crumbling regimes, ending up having to flee, barricade the doors
or beg for mercy.
It is a measure of Charles Taylor that yesterday he pulled
off the hardest of acts: he choreographed his own downfall.
In a day of high drama, Liberia's warlord turned president
stepped down from power and headed for exile as Nigerian
peacekeepers took over Monrovia and three US warships laden with
marines steamed over the horizon.
President George Bush said US troops would bolster the
peacekeepers after Mr Taylor quit and here they were, offshore
but visible, sending throngs of cheering people down to the
beach to celebrate what they hoped was the end of war in the
west African country.
The rebels besieging Monrovia were last night said to be on
the verge of ceding control of the port to peacekeepers, opening
the city to shipments of humanitarian relief for a population
close to starvation.
A swirl of events adding up to one thing, the demise of
Charles Taylor's reign, and pulling the strings was the man
himself.
He was quitting under enormous pressure from African and
western leaders as well as the rebels controlling most of the
country, but he was doing it his way.
Elected president in 1997 after leading a brutal bush
rebellion, Mr Taylor has been accused of setting west Africa
aflame by exporting insurgencies to his neighbours.
Indicted for war crimes by a UN-backed tribunal in Sierra
Leone, his Swiss bank accounts frozen, his people angry and
desperate, his time was up.
Option one was extradition to Sierra Leone. Option two was to
stay and risk being captured and tortured to death, like his
predecessor Samuel Doe, or disembowelled in his bed, like Doe's
predecessor, William Tolbert.
Mr Taylor, 55, found a third way: exile. He was promised
sanctuary from the UN tribunal by the Nigerian president, Oluse
gun Obasanjo, and three houses have been set aside for Mr Taylor
and his entourage in the jungle city of Calabar.
Other despots also ended up as exiles but Liberia's demanded
that he leave in style.
Knowing Mr Taylor could drag on the fighting, neither George
Bush nor the UN secretary general, Kofi Annan, was going to stop
yesterday's party.
Offically it was the induction of Moses Blah, the
vice-president, into the top job. But really the ceremony was a
farewell party for the outgoing president, who gave every
impression of enjoying it thoroughly.
The ego was in full flight. Resplendent in a white safari
suit and green sash, Mr Taylor played the wise and beloved
statesman who resigned to spare his people from further
suffering.
Comparing his persecution to that endured by Jesus Christ, he
said: "History will be kind to me. I have fulfilled my duties. I
have accepted this role as the sacrificial lamb _ I am the
whipping boy."
He added: "There are two things that I want for the people of
Liberia, one that they live, two that they see peace _ I leave
you with these parting words, God willing, I will be back."
The executive mansion, like the rest of Liberia, was in
ruins, but aides scrounged enough diesel to run the generator,
lighting the three chandeliers overhead and casting the chamber,
flanked by velvet curtains, in a golden hue.
A gospel choir sang Onward Christian Soldiers, followed by
the theme song from the film An Officer and a Gentleman.
Diplomats, foreign dignitaries and well-wishers packed the
audience.
Amid the rubble of Monrovia someone had even managed to print
a programme.
Mr Blah, dressed in flowing white robes, resembled a bride as
Mr Taylor entered the chamber, a military brass band playing in
the balcony.
It was pure theatre and the three visiting heads of state,
South Africa's Thabo Mbeki, Ghana's John Kufuor, and
Mozambique's Joaquin Chissano, had the crucial roles of
furnishing gravitas.
They praised Mr Taylor's "courageous" and "statesmanlike"
decision to step down. Nobody detailed the hundreds of thousands
dead, the rapes and mutilations, the looted diamonds and timber.
"Today's ceremony marks the end of an era in Liberia,"
President Kufuor said. "It is our expectation that today the war
in Liberia has ended."
With no radios or television, the population outside was deaf
and blind to the ceremony but some of those inside, daring to
believe the speeches hailing peace, sobbed in joy and hope.
Before boarding the plane for Nigeria, Mr Taylor looked back
briefly and waved a white handkerchief.
The fragile ceasefire could give way to lasting peace.
Mr Taylor could lapse into oblivion and the guns stay silent
as talks in Ghana between his successor and the rebels keep a
timetable for agreeing a transitional government by October.
Or it could go horribly wrong, with Mr Taylor stirring
things, Mr Blah turning tyrannical, and the rebels lobbing
mortars into Monrovia as patience runs out.
Much hinges on yesterday's master of ceremonies no longer
being a master of his fate.
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