IDP - Internally Displaced Persons (or Policemen?)
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I arranged for Paulo to meet us at PNTL HQ at 8am. I had to go to the Transito Office to see exactly what had happened when we were evicted. The place was empty except for a couple of maps on the walls. I grabbed those as we often referred to them when talking about locations of fatal crashes etc.
stressed. He had done it tough and was
not pleased about the whole affair. In
his opinion my PNTL colleague was pleased to have us out of their hair and
although they had helped him by ringing him about the move they had offered no assistance
in shifting the furniture as they were doing their own.
gear was in storage at Comoro station.
The PNTL gear was there as well but they had found an office at Macado
Lama patrol base and were all set. I
wanted to discuss the issue with Antonio so we headed there but it was obvious
they were happy with their space and the three of us would mean they would lose
some of that, whether Paulo was right about them not wanting UNPol working with
them was not something I could gauge due to language and cultural differences
but Paulo was certainly unhappy about Antonio's attitude. At the end of the day I was still the one in
charge of traffic in this country until UNPol handed control back to PNTL. That's not going to happen unless we work
together a whole lot more so I'm relaxed about how things sit right now. Of the 17 PNTL Traffic Chiefs there are only
3, maybe 4 that are performing their duties to an acceptable level to take
control, the rest of the positions are totally disfunctional and my hope to have
them learning their roles by the time I leave in June just took a step
Our next port of call was the Comoro station. We arranged to meet PNTL Traffic Chief of Admin, Petrolina, there with the key to the room with all our gear. It seemed everything was there, the desks were looking worse for wear but at least our computers were secure (the UN has a policy of "you lose it, you buy it).
Paulo and I discussed space with the station supervisor. In my opinion there was ample room for us to set up here, which Lim and Hu were constantly suggesting, but I was mindful of our need to be co-located with our PNTL colleagues and that was what I was focussed on. We returned to PNTL HQ to discuss what had happened with my immediate boss, Chief of Operations.
He and his deputy had no idea this had
happened. There had been several offices
emptied over the past few weeks and all of them had happened without planning
It took us 13 days and three moves by the time we were finally given an office that we could stay in until we return to PNTL HQ after the Transito office refurbishment. Call me a cynic but I’m still not convinced we will be returning to the office with our partners from PNTL NTD. I’d like to think they value my input but it’s difficult to say for sure.
In the meantime I’ll continue to work my 49 hour weeks doing my best for the cause, at the end of my mission I will be able to say I gave 100% and offered what I could to the rebuilding of the nation and it’s Police Department. That’s the best I can do and why I came here after all.