ATEM GAI DE DUT- CHIEF EDITOR As early as 2005, many non-profit organizations, private corporations, multilateral banks, and several other entities established operating bases in Juba and other sprouting towns across the South. A plethora of economic migrants arrived in the country as consultants, advisers and experts on governance and public policy. It was the great African migration. There were all kinds of prospectors wanting a piece of the new pie. The possibilities for quick cash were real; deals were made, contracts were awarded behind closed doors with a real promise for long-term cash kickbacks if you knew who to talk to, and how to pull strings when they needed pulling, and unplug and leave when the heat built up. Some looked far ahead into the future, saw the potential predicament that was ensuing, and decided to invest in allies who were worth the toil.
I was first introduced to Endley by my first cousin who was a colonel and an associate of President Kiir. A quick man on his feet, the colonel had a no-nonsense demeanor but still understood the value of relationships. And Endley was an ally worth keeping. The colonel often donned his military uniform and had an entourage of guards to the delight of Endley. How the two became friends, I didn’t ask. But Endley, being a power player and an ex-military man, and a mechanical opportunist that he was, had somehow figured that friendship with someone in the President’s circle would give him access to people, power, and material resources. He was not wrong.