As though hands-on diplomacy in Khorezm was
not enough, recently we found ourselves with 13 dancing girls and one guy in
residence at the Chancery.
This blandly phased question led to
all-encompassing mayhem in Ankara for two weeks recently.
A group of young South African, Namibian
and Zimbabwe dancers were recruited by an impresario in South Africa to perform
in a nightclub in Ankara. Once they started, they found that they were expected
to perform more than they had bargained for.
All of a sudden the Embassy found itself
engulfed in a deadly serious game of mafia bosses and pretty maidens in
distress, good cops and bad cops, women's rights advocates and ineffective
lawyers, negotiating with Airline Managers with hand-held calculators plus
feeding the fourteen with five loaves of bread and two small fishes for a week
and planning schemes to spirit them out of Turkey by ferryboat to the Greek
Islands before the nightclub owner could get injunction-and effectively force
them back to work on his terms.
Then the Turkish media got hold of the
story
Provocative publicity photos plucked from
the front of the nightclub were splashed across the tabloids with headlines
like "Nightclub Diplomacy", "Showgirls seek refugee in SA
Embassy" and "Diplomatic Scandal" and captions like "We are
supposed to enlighten the people about our country by consummation - don't make
me laugh" and "what else? This is going to end in bed"
Who said consular work is dull?
[Explanatory note:
We were told, believe it if you will, that “consummation” meant encouraging
patrons of the nightclub to buy another drink!]
PUBLISHED
IN MEINTJESKOP DITABA No III/1999
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