{"id":84167,"date":"2016-12-12T12:01:34","date_gmt":"2016-12-12T12:01:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=84167"},"modified":"2016-12-09T14:57:49","modified_gmt":"2016-12-09T14:57:49","slug":"broken-men-in-paradise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2016\/12\/broken-men-in-paradise\/","title":{"rendered":"Broken Men in Paradise"},"content":{"rendered":"

The world\u2019s refugee crisis knows no more sinister exercise in cruelty than Australia\u2019s island prisons.<\/em><\/p>\n

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9 Dec 2016, Manus, Papua New Guinea<\/em> \u2014 The plane banks over the dense tropical forest of Manus Island, little touched, it seems, by human hand. South Pacific waters lap onto deserted beaches. The jungle glistens, impenetrable. At the unfenced airport, built by occupying Japanese forces during World War II<\/a>, a sign \u201cwelcomes you to our very beautiful island paradise in the sun.\u201d<\/p>\n

It could be that, a 60-mile-long slice of heaven. But for more than 900 asylum seekers from across the world banished<\/a> by Australia<\/a> to this remote corner of the Papua New Guinea archipelago, Manus has been hell; a three and a half year exercise in mental and physical cruelty conducted in near secrecy beneath the green canopy of the tropics.<\/p>\n

A road, newly paved by Australia as part payment to its former colony for hosting this punitive experiment in refugee management, leads to Lorengau, a capital of romantic name and unromantic misery. Here I find Benham Satah, a Kurd who fled persecution in the western Iranian city of Kermanshah. Detained on Australia\u2019s Christmas Island after crossing in a smuggler\u2019s boat from Indonesia and later forced onto a Manus-bound plane, he has languished here since Aug. 27, 2013.<\/p>\n

Endless limbo undoes the mind. But going home could mean facing death: Refugees do not flee out of choice but because they have no choice. Satah\u2019s light brown eyes are glassy. His legs tremble. A young man with a college degree in English, he is now nameless, a mere registration number \u2014 FRT009 \u2014 to Australian officials.<\/p>\n

\u201cSometimes I cut myself,\u201d he says, \u201cso that I can see my blood and remember, \u2018Oh, yes! I am alive.\u2019 \u201d<\/p>\n

Reza Barati, his former roommate at what the men\u2019s ID badges call the Offshore Processing Center (Orwell would be proud), is dead. A fellow Iranian Kurd, he was killed, aged 23, on Feb. 17, 2014. Satah witnessed the tall, quiet volleyball player being beaten to death after a local mob scaled the wall of the facility. Protests by asylum seekers had led to rising tensions with the Australian authorities and their Manus enforcers.<\/p>\n

The murder obsesses Satah but constitutes a mere fraction of the human cost of a policy that, since July 19, 2013, has sent more than 2,000 asylum seekers and refugees to Manus and the tiny Pacific island nation of Nauru, far from inquiring eyes. (Unable to obtain a press visa to visit Manus, I went nonetheless.)<\/p>\n

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One of the compounds of the Offshore Processing Center on Manus Island. Credit Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

The toll among Burmese, Sudanese, Somali, Lebanese, Pakistani, Iraqi, Afghan, Syrian, Iranian and other migrants is devastating: self-immolation, overdoses, death from septicemia as a result of medical negligence, sexual abuse and rampant despair. A recent United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees report<\/a> by three medical experts found that 88 percent of the 181 asylum seekers and refugees examined on Manus were suffering from depressive disorders, including, in some cases, psychosis.<\/p>\n

The world\u2019s refugee crisis, with its 65 million people on the move, more than at any time since 1945, knows no more sustained, sinister or surreal exercise in cruelty than the South Pacific quasi-prisons Australia has established for its trickle of the migrant flood.<\/p>\n

Australia, like Europe but on a much smaller scale, faces a genuine dilemma: What to do about desperate migrants trying by any means to gain asylum? Their journeys across the world have fueled rightist movements in many developed societies. Anxiety, whether related to jobs or terrorism, is high and, as Donald Trump demonstrated, scapegoating is effective. Approaches to the crisis have varied. Angela Merkel, the German chancellor, has taken in more than a million. But the Australian government argues that toughness is the only way to prevent the country from being overwhelmed.<\/p>\n

It has \u201cstopped the boats\u201d and the Indonesian smugglers behind them: This is the essence of Australia\u2019s case. The government says it has prevented deaths like those in the Mediterranean, where more than 4,000 migrants have drowned this year. By turning back the \u201cqueue jumpers,\u201d a phrase that resonates in a nation devoted to a \u201cfair go\u201d for all, it has safeguarded Australia\u2019s right to select who gets to people a vast and empty country. The official vow that those marooned on Manus and Nauru will never live in Australia has assumed doctrinal vehemence.<\/p>\n

In Peter Dutton, the immigration minister, the country has its own little Trump. Last May he portrayed the asylum seekers as illiterates bent on stealing Australian jobs, and he has suggested \u201cmistakes\u201d were made in letting in too many Lebanese Muslim immigrants. His soft bigotry resonates with enough voters to sway elections.<\/p>\n

At the same time, Manus and Nauru are a growing embarrassment to Australia, a party to all major human rights treaties. \u201cThere is an increasing realization that this is unsustainable,\u201d Madeline Gleeson, an Australian human rights lawyer, told me.<\/p>\n

Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull knows this and needs a way out. After Omid Masoumali, a young Iranian, burned himself to death on Nauru this year, a cartoon by Cathy Wilcox captured Australia\u2019s shame. Above a man in flames was the caption \u201cNot drowning.\u201d<\/p>\n

The result is a one-time agreement with the United States<\/a>, announced last month. America will, over an unspecified period, take in an unspecified number of the refugees, with priority going to the women, children and families who are on Nauru. The single men on Manus would presumably bring up the rear, if accepted at all with Trump in office.<\/p>\n

Turnbull has said he\u2019s confident Trump will not torpedo the deal. But when I asked Benham Satah if he thought he would soon be in the United States, he drew on a cigarette and gazed out to sea: \u201cAfter three years suffering here I know only this: Unless you see it, don\u2019t believe it.\u201d<\/p>\n

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An Iranian refugee praying outside a store in Lorengau, Manus Island. Credit Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

In the early morning at the Lorengau covered market, another Australian-funded project, women lay out produce and wares. Pickings are slim: pineapples, papaya and small bunches of peanuts. Giant turtles with prices scrawled on their bellies flap in expiration as the sun rises and flies hover.<\/p>\n

Betel nut has pride of place on many tables. Chewing the nut is a Manus habit often manifested in scarlet lips and rotting teeth. Betel, a mild stimulant, prompts what June Polomon, who works in the market, called \u201cour tendency to be nonstop chatterers, just like our noisy friarbirds.\u201d<\/p>\n

Visiting Manus in 1928, Margaret Mead, the American anthropologist, described a scene little changed nine decades later: \u201cHe puts a betel nut in his mouth, leisurely rolls a pepper leaf into a long funnel, bites off the end, and dipping the spatula into the powdered lime, adds a bit of lime to the mixture he is already chewing vigorously.\u201d<\/p>\n

As they chew, the people of Manus discuss property (familial attachment to land is fierce), daughters\u2019 dowries and the many hundreds of asylum seekers who \u2014 unexpected and unexplained \u2014 were deposited in 2013 at the island\u2019s Lombrum naval base, originally established by United States forces in 1944 under Gen. Douglas MacArthur.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf Australia had cared, it would have told us something, talked to our village leaders, who are important,\u201d Polomon told me. \u201cWe\u2019ve been used in a neocolonial way.\u201d<\/p>\n

That is also the view of Charlie Benjamin, the Manus governor, whom I found in indignant mood. \u201cIt\u2019s just morally wrong to dump these people here and then say, \u2018Never Australia,\u2019 \u201d he said. \u201cOur understanding was we\u2019d help a process and genuine refugees would move on, but no process exists.\u201d He described endless wrangling with the Australian authorities over roads he believes they should pay for \u2014 the western half of the island is still so inaccessible the governor said it took him six hours to drive the 50 miles to his village.<\/p>\n

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Charlie Benjamin, the governor of Manus Island. Credit Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

Under the money-for-migrants deal between Canberra and the Papua New Guinea government in Port Moresby, Australia promised its former colony hundreds of millions of dollars, but chiefly for projects outside Manus. The 60,000 inhabitants of Manus were never consulted. Nor, of course, were the asylum seekers and refugees. When they arrived, they had no idea where they were. Seeing black Papuans, many thought they were in Africa. For almost three years they were held in the detention camp, humiliated and intermittently terrorized.<\/p>\n

Last April, the Papua New Guinea Supreme Court ordered an end to \u201cthe unconstitutional and illegal detention of the asylum seekers or transferees at the relocation center on Manus\u201d; it was an offense \u201cagainst their rights and freedoms.\u201d To which Dutton, the immigration minister, promptly responded<\/a> that nobody in Manus \u201cwill settle in Australia.\u201d<\/p>\n

The only change resulting from the ruling is that refugees can now leave the camp during the day and take buses into Lorengau.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re just in a bigger prison,\u201d Abdirahman Ahmed, a Somali refugee, told me. The Shabab jihadi militia killed his father and brother in Mogadishu. \u201cSometimes I think maybe if I die it\u2019s better. If you die there\u2019s no question in front of you, no interpreter between you and God, no immigration, no Australia. We are not human, just a signpost: If you want to come to Australia you will end up in Manus with three years of trauma and torture.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cThe Australians argue about us and two elections were won fighting about our situation. \u2018Don\u2019t let in the boat people,\u2019 they say, or \u2018say yes to the boat people,\u2019 but in the end, we\u2019re just tools. No one really cares about us.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

— Abdul Aziz Muhamat<\/strong><\/p>\n

They are the walking dead, suspended in a dreamland, staring out at shimmering islets. Abdul Aziz Muhamat\u2019s lips are trembling. He is from Darfur and recalls how Sudanese government forces bound a villager\u2019s limbs to four horses \u201cand they tore him up.\u201d The soldiers put children in a fuel-doused hut and torched it. \u201cI can see it like yesterday,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n

With an uncle\u2019s help Aziz \u2014 the name he now uses \u2014 fled: Khartoum airport, Yemenia Airways Flight 632 (\u201cI still remember the number\u201d) to Sana, on to Dubai, and from there to Jakarta. He is met by a Sudanese man who whisks him south to Bogor, where he hides in a house with Iranians, Pakistanis, Burmese and others. It is mid-August 2013.<\/p>\n

They move on by truck at night, then paddle in canoes to an island, and board a rickety boat crammed with 50 people. \u201cI asked where we were going,\u201d Aziz tells me, \u201cand this guy said Australia.\u201d But after 12 hours at sea, with the boat foundering, they turn back. Five people drown.<\/p>\n

When Aziz tries again in October, his boat is intercepted by the Australian Navy and he is thrown into a detention center on Christmas Island with more than 40 others. Finally an Australian immigration officer tells them they will be flown to Manus, \u201ca very dangerous place full of contagious diseases \u2014 if you touch a local, sanitize yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI have a question,\u201d Aziz says.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s it. I cannot answer questions,\u201d says the immigration officer.<\/p>\n

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Abdul Aziz Muhamat, right, and Behrouz Boochani, a refugee from Iran. \u201cWe are here because of all Australia, all the people who are silent, who have done nothing,\u201d Mr. Boochani said. Credit Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cIf you know these things exist on Manus Island, why do you want to send us there?\u201d<\/p>\n

Aziz says he\u2019s in a cage. The whole island is a cage. Then he says he\u2019s in a hole. He has no feelings, no desire. There\u2019s no point asking why. It\u2019s been too long. At first conditions in the detention center are primitive, hundreds of men crammed into makeshift compounds or tents, scant food, bullying expat staff contracted by Australia, constant threats from a special Papuan police riot squad flown in at Australian expense \u2014 and no information, no \u201cprocess.\u201d Nothing.<\/p>\n

Frustration boils up in early 2014. For weeks, there are peaceful protests every evening, chants of \u201cFreedom.\u201d But they have no effect, and the asylum seekers are told that \u201cprocessing\u201d could take a decade: Kafka in the tropics. Anger turns to rage. Two Iranians try to escape and are beaten up. Local thugs with machetes and bush knives, drunk on moonshine, goaded and abetted by some international security staff, pile into the camp. Shots are fired. Reza Barati is killed. Aziz, his toe broken, finds himself in the clinic among \u201c170 guys lying on concrete, some conscious, some unconscious, bodies full of blood. I thought I was back in Darfur.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dump men in the middle of nowhere, confine them, abuse them, suspend them in limbo, and this is what you get.<\/p>\n

The riot changes nothing.<\/p>\n

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A man injured by a drunken mob, seen in a photo on another refugee\u2019s phone. Credit Ashley Gilbertson\/VII for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

A year later, in January 2015, hundreds of men begin a hunger strike. Several sew their mouths shut. The strike persists for two weeks. The authorities break it by throwing Aziz, Benham Satah and others into solitary confinement in windowless containers known as the \u201cchauka\u201d (named after a bird unique to Manus).<\/p>\n

The hunger strike changes nothing.<\/p>\n

Australia has relied on the remoteness and secrecy of its program: out of sight, out of mind. Keep the press out<\/a>. Impose draconian nondisclosure clauses in contracts for everyone who works there. Even pass a federal law that can send whistle-blowers to prison. On the whole, it has worked.<\/p>\n

Still, the ugliness is beginning to seep out. In 41 months these stranded men have had only two pieces of good news: the Papua New Guinea Supreme Court ruling and now the Australian deal with the United States.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe deal represents a long overdue concession from the government that it cannot leave people on Manus and Nauru forever,\u201d Daniel Webb, a lawyer at the Melbourne Human Rights Law Center, told me. \u201cThat concession is way overdue, but it does not end their suffering.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ashley Gilbertson for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cIn most prisons they give you a time limit, and they respect at least some of your rights. Here they treat you as though you\u2019re worse than a criminal or an animal.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

— Amin Abofetileh<\/strong>, who fled religious persecution in Iran.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Aziz, a smart young man who now has dreams of becoming a human rights lawyer, said the policy is \u201cnot about stopping boats. I think it\u2019s about using innocent people as political tools to win elections.\u201d<\/p>\n

Moving the asylum seekers elsewhere to be processed was not in itself unlawful, so long as the process was fair and efficient and met basic human rights standards. There should have been explanatory sessions with the local authorities, clarity over who was running facilities, zero detention and an Australian-led regional effort to secure a decent life for the refugees. None of this occurred.<\/p>\n

Instead, Australia, briefly under a Labor Party government and then under the conservatives, has effectively argued that the end (discouraging human smuggling) justifies the means (cruelty). As Hugh Mackay, a social researcher, observed, this is \u201cthe very same principle used to justify torture.\u201d And even so, boats are still being turned around by a huge naval deployment.<\/p>\n

A strange hysteria about the \u201cboat people\u201d seems to have blinded Australia to what is being perpetrated in its name. The country was founded on a similar principle to \u201coffshore processing\u201d: Britain\u2019s dispatch in the late 18th century of convicts to a faraway land in Oceania, where they, too, would be invisible.<\/p>\n

Its subsequent history has included the slaughter and incarceration of the native Aboriginal people; the White Australia policy, under which a vast land mass was seen as threatened by black people and other nonwhites emanating from places like Papua New Guinea; the \u201cstolen generation\u201d policy, under which tens of thousands of Aboriginal children were taken from their families and placed in white homes; and now this disgraceful consignment of asylum seekers, many of them dark-skinned and Muslim, to faraway islands where they are left to fester with the \u201cnatives.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAustralians have a tendency to feel vulnerable,\u201d Amelia Lester, the editor of the magazine Good Weekend, told me. \u201cWe\u2019re so far from anywhere, it breeds a kind of paranoia.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ashley Gilbertson for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cIn the beginning, I thought I was lucky to survive, to leave it all behind. I don\u2019t feel that way anymore.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

— Hassaballa Hassaballa<\/strong>, a welder from northern Darfur in Sudan, who has been held for more than three years.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Just 24 million people live in Australia, a country twice the size of India, where 1.25 billion live. Might there be room to squeeze in 2,000 more? Australia has not known a recession in a quarter-century. Perhaps it is hard to imagine what humiliation and despair are. But it is time to imagine; they are right here, across the water.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever the policy challenge, deliberate cruelty to thousands of innocent people is never the solution,\u201d Webb told me.<\/p>\n

One measure of the government\u2019s obsession is that it has introduced legislation to impose a lifetime ban from Australia for anyone held at one of the camps. So in theory, a man from Manus could go to the United States under the recently announced deal, become a Harvard professor, and never be able to visit Sydney.<\/p>\n

Another is that it insists that the roughly 370 people moved from Manus or Nauru to Australia as \u201ctransitory persons\u201d because they were injured in riots, or sexually assaulted, or were dying, or pregnant, or had broken down (like the wife of the Iranian who self-immolated) cannot stay in Australia. If they want to be considered for the American deal, they would have to return to one of the islands to be \u201cprocessed.\u201d The \u201ctransitory persons\u201d include about 40 children. This is madness.<\/p>\n

Lynne Elworthy, a mental health nurse, is one Australian who knows the agony of Manus and Nauru. She\u2019s worked on both islands, and spoke to me in brave defiance of the nondisclosure rules meant to gag her. \u201cSome cope better, focus on gym and seem to do O.K.,\u201d she said. \u201cBut many men in Manus are withdrawn, skinny, depressed and worn out, hopeless, with plummeting lows. It\u2019s quite obvious to see this. They exist in a lifeless pit.\u201d<\/p>\n

She continued: \u201cApart from the way the whites treated the Aborigines when they first arrived \u2014 that was worse \u2014 this will come in second by the time Manus and Nauru are considered for their absolute cruelty. I imagine one day a royal commission will look into the illegal imprisonment, the damage caused, the agony and the injury.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Ashley Gilbertson for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cI am a free man. I am with the birds and the ocean. I am outside of the system. I am free.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

— Behrouz Boochani<\/strong>, who in April climbed a tree in the detention center to avoid being forcibly removed from the compound and permanently resettled in Papua New Guinea.<\/strong><\/p>\n

On my last day in Manus I managed to get through the navy checkpoint at the entrance to the camp. Rain was falling heavily. I drove past General MacArthur\u2019s old house, and an American-built church, and down to the high metal fences and barbed wire. Dozens of Australian border guards were exercising in a field. Jeeps and white S.U.V.s splashed by. I saw the barracks \u2014 Oscar and Delta and Mike and Foxtrot \u2014 and by now it was easy to imagine the suffering endured within.<\/p>\n

Behrouz Boochani, another Iranian refugee, had broken down in front of me a couple of days earlier, crying uncontrollably. \u201cI can\u2019t sleep,\u201d he said. \u201cI want justice,\u201d he said. \u201cI have one million pages of incriminating documents,\u201d he said. Emaciated, with pale green eyes, a ponytail and beard, he was a broken but still determined man: \u201cWe are here because of all Australia, all the people who are silent, who have done nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

Among the refugees is Nayser Ahmed, a Rohingya who fled persecution in Myanmar on July 2, 2013. Now 63, he made his way to Indonesia with his wife and six children. But when they boarded the bus to go to the boat, he was unable to squeeze in alongside. His family reached Australia before the imposition of the Manus and Nauru policy, and now live in Sydney. He did not. Every effort to be reunited with his family since he arrived in Manus on Nov. 15, 2013, has failed.<\/p>\n

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Ashley Gilbertson for The New York Times<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cI was shouting and screaming, \u2018My family is gone, someone help me!\u2019 But no-one came. That is my only regret. When I close my eyes, I can see that bus leaving.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

– Nayser Ahmed<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ahmed\u2019s nose and ribs were broken in the 2014 riot. A daughter got married in Sydney two years ago; he told her to stay well and not think too much. He blames himself for missing the bus.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think all the time about what happened,\u201d he told me. \u201cAt night I close my eyes and see the bus leaving. I can feel it. I was shouting, I was screaming, \u2018Somebody help me!\u2019 \u201d<\/p>\n

What is incumbent on Australia now is clear enough. Prevail on Trump to take as many of the refugees as possible. Reunite Nayser Ahmed with his family. Recognize that the country has incurred a moral debt to the myriad people it has mistreated on the islands and allow those who do not go to the United States to build a decent life in Australia. Make the \u201ctransitory persons\u201d already in Australia permanent residents. Close this foul chapter that stains Australia and echoes the darkest moments in its history.<\/p>\n

Aziz had been reading Mandela\u2019s biography. One of these men, allowed a chance, might yet make Australia proud.<\/p>\n

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Roger Cohen – international affairs and diplomacy.<\/em><\/p>\n

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