To be Eritrean is to fight cognitive dissonance, reconciling a committed love for the land of your country, while simultaneously hating the iron-fisted policies of its government. For Adhanom and thousands of others of the golden generation who devoted their life to the Eritrean independence struggle, daily life is coming
In a war situation a military upper hand is the ultimate basis for successful diplomacy. To concede military advantages in order to gain some diplomatic lever is regarded as high risk due to the perfidious nature of international politics. The collapse of the bipolar system and the balance of terror
To the Eritrean Government A NEGOTIATING CONCEPT FOR RESOLVING THE ERITREAN/ETHIOPIAN CONFLICT The Negotiating Concept Herui T. Bairu Respect for the borders existing at independence (as stated in Resolution AHG/Res 16 (1) adopted by the OAU Summit in Cairo in 1964) on the basis of pertinent colonial treaties, and
The Eritrea/Ethiopian war is a hard-line war; the antagonists are bereft of any form of communication with each other save via the language of belligerence. The nationalistic nature of the war has polarised the masses of both countries; likewise, the intellectuals of both sides find themselves engaged in a war
According to the Committee to Protect Journalists Eritrea has the most censored press in the world. Since the government banned private press in 2001, many journalist have been abducted or imprisoned without trial, including those who had reported on divisions within the ruling party. Over the years, officials have offered
A squadron of UAE Mirage fighter planes such as this one at the Dubai Airshow are stationed in Eritrea for Yemeni operations. Reuters/Caren Firouz Relations between the Horn of Africa and the Arabian Peninsula go back centuries, with trade playing a key component in binding their people together. Religion has also
Daniel and Kedijah’s story reveals everything wrong with the response by wealthy nations to record-high global displacement. By Caitlin L. Chandler Daniel joined the line of people and followed the smugglers under cover of darkness to the sea. In the humid evening, he waited to board a boat docked off the coast of Libya.
The coral wall rose from the depths of the Red Sea, a vast and multicolor canvas brimming with sea life. I swam alongside it for 200 feet, past tangled branches, swaying ferns and brain-like spheres, and then dove toward the ocean floor. A school of black-and-yellow-stripe angelfish darted around me,