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reporter.
"I would like to give my statement if you do not mind."
"How do you explain this unprecedented behavior?" another reporter demanded.
"My statement will be brief."
"Why did another person give your speech, and will your office provide the
text of the address that was given?"
Anwar Anwar-Sadat's stony reserve was broken by that last question.
"My speech was never delivered by myself or any other. I do not know what was
said on the podium. Now, as to my statement "
"Are you or will you resign over this breach of security and decorum?" he was
asked.
"My statement follows," he snapped.
Scenting a sound bite, everyone shut up.
"On this afternoon occurred as regrettable an incident as has ever occurred
during the history of the United Nations. Owing to an unfortunate lapse of
security, a person of unknown affiliation took the podium and delivered
remarks before the General Assembly that were most unfortunate and resulted in
the lamentable incident that was unfortunately telecast this evening. It would
have been far, far better had the news media shown due restraint and not
telecast this regrettable occurrence."
The secretary general paused. The news media held their collective breath.
"Thank you for coming," concluded the secretary general.
"That will be all," said an aide, shooing the media from the reception area.
"What about the future of the United Nations?" a reporter demanded. "How can
the peacekeepers keep peace in the world if they themselves can't get along?"
"Will the UN go the way of the League of Nations?" an older correspondent
chimed in.
That last in particular stung, but Anwar Anwar-Sadat swallowed his angry
retort and slipped back into his office.
He had given the statement that his job demanded he give, one festooned with
"unfortunates" and "lamentables" but which said nothing. If he remained out of
the public eye and the General Assembly behaved itself when it reconvened
tomorrow, the events of this day, he felt confidently, would quickly fade from
public memory. At worst, it would resurface in the year-end roundup of
memorable and unusual world events the media seemed to delight in recapping.
In that, the secretary general was dead wrong. The story didn't go away,
because the General Assembly was not to reconvene the next day. It was
impossible to reconvene the General Assembly for a very simple reason.
Every diplomat without fail had been recalled for consultations.
And no diplomat with whom Anwar Anwar-Sadat spoke could give anything but a
vague, evasive and diplomatically correct explanation.
There was one exception. The delegate from the United States.
She was the only one to call him in the aftermath of what the media had
already dubbed the UN Fiftieth Anniversary Gala Ruckus.
"Mr. Secretary General, we at the State Department are very concerned about
this afternoon's incident."
"It is nothing," Anwar Anwar-Sadat insisted.
"We understand the delegates have been recalled for urgent consultations."
"A mere cover story, I assure you. In truth, I myself suggested a cooling-off
period."
"In the middle of debate over the Macedonia question?"
"Tut-tut. Macedonia will not convulse overnight."
"We would like to know what happened."
The secretary general searched the ceiling for a plausible explanation. "You
will remember the events that triggered the First World War?" he purred.
"Not personally, of course."
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"Europe was then a network of treaties and alliances with no broker or
mediator. Unlike today. When the unfortunate assassination at Sarajevo took
place, a domino effect resulted. Countries bound by paper treaties found
themselves at war with other countries with whom they had no quarrel. It was
to avoid such recurrences that the United Nations was created."
"You're thinking of the League of Nations," the U.S. delegate said acidly.
"And let's skip the commercial for a new world order and go directly to the
point."
"Very well," the secretary general said stiffly. "A disagreement broke out
between two delegates. I have already forgotten whom, this is such a trivial
matter. A blow was struck, a delegate fell. A third delegate, whose nation was
on excellent terms with the one that was struck, interceded and knocked down
the aggressor. Very quickly there were escalations and counterattacks. It was
just like the prelude to the First World War, only without bloodshed."
"Not quite. The Cuban observer bopped me on the nose."
"Most regrettable. I trust the bleeding has abated?"
"Mine has. I don't think that's true of the Cuban observer. Now, let's become
serious, shall we? I was there. I saw it all. Everything you say is probably
true. But who was the old fellow at the podium and what on earth did he say
that riled up the entire assembly?"
"That, I admit I do not know."
"That," the U.S. delegate continued, "was the answer I was looking for at the
start of this conversation. If you do find out, be so good as to share it with
me, will you? My President is interested in the answer."
"Very good, Madame Delegate," said Anwar Anwar-Sadat, and hung up.
It was not surprising that the U.S. was in the dark, he reflected. They were
always in the dark about truly sophisticated issues. Anwar Anwar-Sadat took
secret pleasure in U.S. ignorance, because it was easier to mold U.S.
political opinion this way.
But this was one time he took no pleasure in United States ignorance. Before
she called him, Anwar Anwar-Sadat was considering swallowing his pride and
reaching out to her in the hope faint as it was that the United States
government had some inkling of what had transpired.
"I would like to see a complete text of the remarks made before the General
Assembly," he informed the under secretary.
The under secretary was pained to admit that no such transcript existed.
"Why not?"
"Mr. Secretary General, inasmuch as the remarks were not cleared with the
Secretariat and not delivered in a language the translators were prepared for,
there is no transcript."
"What do we know of what was said?"
"The entire first minute was lost, owing to the translators' unpreparedness."
"Yes. Yes. I understand this."
"It was then noticed that the delegates from the two Koreas were agitated by
these remarks and the translators who understood Korean captured the second
minute."
"Only the second?"
"All the uproar and violence forced them to abandon their posts."
The secretary general nodded unhappily. "So what do we have?"
"It is imperfect."
"I know it is imperfect," he snapped. "You have already explained the
circumstances of the translation."
"No, I mean the portion we have reconstructed is imperfect because the Korean
spoken was not modern Korean, but an older dialect."
"Which dialect?"
"Northern."
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