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| Tajikistan Seeks Foreign Aid | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 6 2008, 06:06 PM (28 Views) | |
| Tajikistan | Nov 6 2008, 06:06 PM Post #1 |
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Dushanbe, Tajikistan Feda Azad smoked a cigarette as he waited. It was a Russian cigarette, which was common - Russia had huge economic ties to Tajikistan, after all, and with the Russian 201st Motorized Rifle Division stationed within Tajik borders, there would be a market for Russian goods sufficient to encourage imports. He wondered, how much the preponderance of Russian imports over all others would remain, when the road network links with Afghanistan would reach completion. From Afghanistan, links south to Pakistan and India, to the sea... he smiled at his own eager thoughts. It wasn't as if there hadn't been other plans before, to make Tajikistan rich. They'd all failed, of course. He could only hope that something different would happen, with this plan. Still, it seemed all too likely that there would not be so great a market for Tajik exports in south Asia as many in the government hoped. Still, Tajik aluminum and cotton would find markets somewhere, he hoped. He sighed, looked around the waiting room. It was the little antechamber where visitors would wait to be called when they were meeting with the President. It was... it was very well appointed, especially by Tajik standards. Of course, that was a sign of another of Tajikistan's problems. Not only was the market for their imports limited, and their geographical isolation near complete, but they also had to worry about corruption. Not as much, he guessed, as there was in the African countries. Still... he thought about the Russian foreign aid, the billions that they'd been sent since the end of the Tajik Civil War. How much of that money had actually made it to the projects for which it had been meant? Not as much as should have, that was clear. How much had the president claimed... well, that was difficult to say. There were, after all, other corrupt officials. Too many, he thought with a touch of despair. So damn many that they chocked Tajikistan's already minute growth potential with their greed, and robbed the nation of a chance to become... if not wealthy, then less impoverished. He frowned, remembered - he'd gone to University in Russia, he'd seen Moscow. There there was wealth, even if there was also corruption. Here, here in Dushanbe, in Tajikistan, here there was corruption in the midst of poverty. Like, he thought, starving rats gnawing at the grain of a village gripped by famine. When the grain was gone, then the people would eat the rats before they starved. A soldier in the uniform of the Presidential Guard cleared his throat, told Feda Azad: "The President will see you now." Feda nodded, stood and followed the guard into the office. He didn't know what the president wanted to hear, but knew with a sort of sick certainty that there would likely be nothing good he could tell the president about whatever he was asked. There seemed to be precious little good news at all, in Tajikistan. Emomalii Rahmon, the president of Tajikistan, was sitting behind his desk. It was clear he was in a foul mood, he'd never been an easy man to get along with, but now... well, since the bleak horror of the last winter, when the resevoirs had frozen and disaster had seemed at hand, since then he'd been a different sort of man. A harder man, if that was possible. Feda stood to be recieved, and the door closed behind him. The president looked him over for a long moment, and Feda shifted nervously from one foot to the other. It was always when he found himself in the presence of his president, that he remembered the rumors, of horrors done duing the Civil War, when the president had been a para-military commander. Emomalii was, Feda decided nervously, a scary sort of man to deal with... Finally, the president spoke: "Feda. I think you know why I've called you here." Feda swallowed, replied: "No, sir - I don't think that I do." The president chuckled dryly: "Well, then I'll let you know. We are at a turning point, Tajikistan is. We have opened ties with our Tajik brothers in northern Afghanistan, and through them we have an opening to the world at large. We have, in short, a chance to..." he paused, as if choosing words carefully, "... to loosen the ties with which Russia holds us." Feda nodded, nervous: "You... want to cut down on Russian influence?" The president nodded: "Yes, if I can. We can ask other nations for help now. The Americans, they need us, what with Afghanistan. We might be able to get... something, from them. Which would be good, of course. The Russians have been generous, of course. But their generosity comes with hooks set in the treat, to entrap us. Look at the 201st Motorized Rifle Division, how it sits in our country still to this day. We need a counter-weight to Russia, if we can find one. China, maybe, if not America. But we need someone other than Russia who will give us support, if only that it gives us a little lee-way in our dealings with Russia. We need to change things, in short." Feda nodded carefully, asked: "So... should we ask for aid, then?" The president chucked once more, a grim laugh that frightened Feda as much as anything else that the president did: "No, my little political scientist. We are not going to make it into anything that obvious. But, we are going to ask. We are going to ask China and America for... help, yes. But it must seem like they're the ones who initiated the exchange, if we are to keep Russia from growing upset." Feda swallowed, so very nervous that he wondered if he was sweating: "But sir, what can we offer the Americans and Chinese?" the president shifted in his seat, and paused for a moment, as if lost in thought. Then, he answered: "The Americans, we can tell them how much of a help we've been and will be in Afghanistan. The Chinese... well, they're growing. We can try to sell them aluminum and cotton, if all else fails. Heck, see if Europe might send us something if we ask nicely enough." Feda nodded, hoped that he was going to be dismissed... and got his wish. The President gestured towards the door, telling him in closing, "At any rate, take care of it and do your best. This is the sort of thing I need your sort for." |
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| Denmark | Nov 6 2008, 06:22 PM Post #2 |
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OOC: Very nice writing, but I'm afraid this doesn't belong in this forum. Only admins can post World Events. I've moved this to internal affairs. |
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| Switzerland | Nov 17 2008, 01:26 PM Post #3 |
Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes
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Moved from trash to IA |
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| Peoples Republic of China | Nov 17 2008, 07:53 PM Post #4 |
Hyper Power
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OOC How is this a world event? |
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| Peoples Republic of China | Nov 17 2008, 07:54 PM Post #5 |
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Hyper Power
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OOC Just PM me a request and I am willing to do alot. |
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| Peru | Nov 17 2008, 08:01 PM Post #6 |
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OOC: The admins live! Damn, and I though admins where extinct, had Montenegro not been put under the endangered admin clause, we would have though they where all gone, but look at this, we have one! /end scientific animal research comparisons and whatnot. This is great  You deserve major applause for your work. France is always open to helping poor nations
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