The apprehension of the perpetrator, imbued by the impending inevitability before ICC, can most possibly contaminate the rational faculty of distinction. That was the factual saga of the Sudanese vice president Ali Osman M. Taha on March 5th, 2005 when he pusillanimously avoided the Darfurian protesting in front of the hall where the conference for federalism was held in EU parliament facilities in Brussels.
Darfurians assembled between the main conference hall and the library where all delegates were heading to. The chief executive officer of Darfur destruction knew that he would neither bear the fierce reactions of the protestors nor could he raise his face up to see the protestors in their eyes. Desiring to see the facial expressions of other delegates after knowing that he was just narrating hypocrisy during his speech was not an option to the mischief of such a heavy profile in misdemeanor.
To escape from being a peace of scum in front of representatives of different nations, he chose to slip silently through backyard or it could have been through an alley or a window while all other respectful and decent people walked through the door that would have never been chosen by war criminals. He might have been testing his shoes to ensure that they are suitable to win the toffee of not being caught by the arm of justice.
As he habitually generates his wisdom from the principles of fallacy and duplicity, no one could doubt that he invented tasteless prevarications to take the leave from or, rather said, evacuate earlier the vicinity of the conference hall. He then chose the main rat way rather than main hall way.
Nevertheless, the protestors continued in their engagement with delegates who were less aware that Taha was the supreme ethnic cleansing architect in Darfur, explaining in depth the profundity of crimes lead by Taha. Deep regret did shadow the horizon of the listeners when the genuine picture of Taha was clarified to those who have dim idea about him. Pamphlets and flyers with sufficient dark background of the top Janjawid were provided to the conference attendants.

Only when Dr. Garang warmly welcomed the Darfurians, could the protestors feel the optimism that the peace and justice are not only possible but are imminently possible.

Adequately enough, it will take days or even weeks for the streets of Brussels to be cleared from the dust that caused by Taha fleeing from his nightmares. Today, his legs helped him escape the rage of Darfurians. On who or what could he rely to escape the inescapable arm of justice?

Ahmed M Mohamedain
NL
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