A review of All Things Must Fight to Live – Stories of
War and Deliverance in Congo by Bryan Mealer, Bloomsbury, NY 2007.
Journalist Mealer spent several years off and on in the Congo in the early 2000s. He went as a freelancer to cover the tribal wars in Ituri Province in the east. Extreme violence erupted there as ethnic tensions inflamed by the 1994 genocide in Rwanda spilled over into Congo. Long simmering ethnic hatred, herders versus farmers, access to gold and coltan, interference by both Uganda and Rwanda, flared into ugly massacres and attacks. Everything was compounded by the lack of central government authority, functioning institutions and especially the pervading corruption that characterized the Congo. Warlords and tribal leaders armed thousands of youths and turned them into savage killers and cannibals. It was a horrific scene that a UN Peacekeeping presence barely affected.
So, the first third of this book is an ever-expanding
recitation of gruesome atrocities that occurred in Ituri at that time. Mealer
waded right in. He interviewed victims, leaders and reported on the crisis. His
on-site reporting is compelling witness to the conflict and tragedy inflicted
upon the people. However, the violence was in a far corner of the world, and
nobody seemed to care.
After Ituri Mealer pitched up in Kinshasa from which he
detailed the sad situation of the capital city in the months leading up to the
2005 presidential elections. Kinshasa was corrupt, venal, poverty stricken, and
violent. Expatriate journalists banded together drank, laughed, bemoaned the
situation, and defied the danger.
The latter parts of the book are two travelogues. First
upriver from Kinshasa on one of the last functioning riverboats. Mealer tells
of the chaos of life on board – breakdowns and repairs, thousands of
passengers, the daily carnival of life, the tropical heat and bugs, and mostly
the exasperation, yet acceptance by the citizenry of the near total collapse of
transportation infrastructure. Mealer
concludes this segment by biking the last 200 miles through the equatorial
jungle. How crazy can you get?
The final travelogue involved catching a barely functioning
train from Lubumbashi in the south and taking it across the vast nation to Kalemie
on Lake Tanganyika. The rail line is a remnant of a colonial era transportation
network that bound the country together, but which has been neglected and in
disrepair since independence. The author cataloged the journey, the people and
problems – breakdowns, delays, derailments, etc. that he encountered along the
way.
Mealer paints a vivid portrait of the Congo, its peoples and
its problems. He found that most folks just
accepted fate. They were worn out by life, tragedy, war, corruption, a collapsed economy, incompetent government, and left with little incentive, or ability, to change
their circumstances. They just tried to survive.