Niger's proud Tuareg people are walking the road to oblivion
By Kim Sengupta in Bargas, Niger
Published: 12 August 2005
The goat is killed swiftly, its body quivering for a few seconds after the throat is slit. The imam raises his palms in supplication, thanking Allah for the sustenance he is providing even in these terrible times.
The ritual slaughter at Zonghu is to celebrate the naming of the chief's new grandson, a celebration of life. But all around are the imprints of death, six little graves of children who were the latest to die, rotting carcasses of cattle which once formed the prize herd of this Tuareg community, and fields of withered crops.
Here in southern Niger a people, their livelihood, their lifestyle, is fast disappearing. With pastures scorched by drought and stripped by locusts, the nomads are selling their livestock at rock bottom prices as they collapse through lack of food and become prey to disease. There are also direct human casualties. The herds are symbols of wealth and prestige among the Tuareg. There is, in this wilderness, a symbiotic relationship between man and beast, and, in these times of trouble, many heads of families commit suicide after they have disposed of the last of their animals.
The tragedy of the Tuareg is one of the lesser known tales from what the United Nations its under secretary general Jan Egeland calls "the number one forgotten and neglected emergency in the world". Isolated in remote parts of the vast country, the nomads are among the last to receive what little aid there is.
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