Satan’s Narrative… On the Eve of a Miserable Inauguration!!

As I See

Adil El-Baz

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On Saturday evening, the city of Nyala witnessed an event that looked more like a farce than a political moment: the inauguration of what was called a “Foundational Government,” staged by the leader of the Janjaweed, who appeared before the public delivering what he dubbed a “national program.”

In that speech, he spoke of unity, justice, democracy, and peace—as if it were not his militias that have drowned the country in blood, siege, and starvation. It was a condensed scene of sheer contradiction: between word and deed, slogan and reality, a polished image being marketed against a grim reality lived daily in Sudanese cities and villages. Thus begins the Devil’s narrative…

A narrative so laughable it brings one to tears. The author of this latest speech, delivered by the wretched figure himself, must surely be a writer of cheap black comedy. Black comedy is a form of satire that treats tragic, taboo, or grave subjects—war, poverty, even suicide—in a way that provokes laughter while keeping moral discomfort intact. It mocks misery and violence. And so, take a look at the speech of this “miserable one” and the grotesque contradictions in which he is wrapped.

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On Saturday night, the miserable man declared: “Achieving just unity across the country through a decentralized system of governance,” stressing his determination to “end authoritarianism and dictatorship, and establish a democratic secular civilian state.”

Here is the son of authoritarianism himself pledging to bring it to an end—though without it, he would never have existed. What ingratitude! The very system that created him, he now betrays, at least in theory, declaring that he will end it in Sudan.

Does this miserable man even know the difference between “totalitarianism” and a “patched blanket”? He spoke of creating a “democratic, secular, civilian state.” If you asked him the meaning of even one of these words, he could not utter a single coherent sentence. Whoever wrote this drivel for him turned him into a laughingstock. It is like putting Aristotle’s philosophy into the mouth of Abdel Rahim Dagalo—or like hearing a torturer recite verses of mercy, or a wolf preach to sheep about the virtues of green grass.

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In another passage of his farcical address, the miserable man said: “There must be historical justice and accountability for violations committed since independence.”

Really? Who has committed war crimes, massacres, and atrocities in Sudan’s history to the extent this Janjaweed leader has? From before independence itself—since the massacre of Metemma in 1897—to the annihilation of the Masalit people in 2023, in his latest war. Whom does this miserable man think he is deceiving? The people, or himself? Or perhaps the ghostwriters are laughing at him, while he parrots their words, mindlessly repeating what is fed into his ears.

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In the same speech, the Janjaweed leader promised: “to facilitate United Nations agencies and humanitarian organizations in delivering aid to all Sudanese wherever they are,” vowing to “allow aid convoys safe passage and protect humanitarian workers.”

Imagine the depth of such nauseating lies. This is the same man currently besieging the residents of El-Fasher to the point of starvation and death, blockading Dilling and Kadugli from medicine and food, ignoring every international appeal to lift the siege. His militias prevent relief agencies—whose warehouses overflow with food and medicine—from reaching those in need. Yet he dares to boast about guaranteeing safe passage! This is the same man whose drones strike aid convoys, who loots UN warehouses, and whose fighters kill aid workers. Who does he think he is fooling?

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Perhaps the darkest—and most absurd—line in the entire speech was his claim that his forces are “committed to international treaties and good neighborliness, and to building foreign relations based on common interests, peace, and international security.”

Which treaties does he mean? Those he signed in Jeddah, promising to withdraw from civilian areas, hospitals, and public facilities, only to defy them until our valiant forces drove him out by force? What kind of treaty legitimizes genocide, war crimes, the killing of prisoners, looting, rape, abduction, and enslavement? And yet, the world—drowning in its own shallowness—listens to such speeches without protest, because the Janjaweed’s patrons stuff their mouths with blood-soaked dollars.

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Finally, on that same black Saturday, the miserable man declared: “The announcement of this new government is aimed at achieving peace and ending Sudan’s long wars and suffering.”

The very warlord who launched the deadliest conflict in Sudan’s history, who turned the whole nation into his battlefield, who inflicted indescribable suffering on tens of millions, dares to speak of peace! With no shame, he proclaims the end of Sudanese suffering, even as his hands drip with the cause of it. A Janjaweed who chants of “guidance” while riding the trains of destruction.

And so, Satan himself appears on inauguration eve with the face of misery—handing out promises as easily as he dispenses death; speaking of justice while drowning in blood; preaching peace while grinding cities under siege and bombardment; invoking “civil governance” while perched on militia tanks. This is not a speech to be read but to be laughed at through tears, a tragedy so grotesque it collapses into satire.

It is Satan’s narrative—when he promises heaven even as he throws open the gates of hell.