The Wild West in South Sudan
Cowboy capitalists rush into world’s newest nation, as locals struggle
— and politicians take a cut
By Farah Stockman
 |  Globe Staff

  June 09, 2013


JUBA, South Sudan

It’s 9 a.m. The sun is already stalking Juba. The breeze off the Nile
is as moist and warm as breath. On the patio of the four-star Dembesh
Hotel, a Hungarian hunches over a laptop.

An Indian in a spotless white shirt glides over, a cigarette elegantly
pinched between two fingers.

“What brings you to Juba?” he asks.
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The world’s newest nation

“Possibilities,” the Hungarian replies.

“Exactly,” says the Indian. His name is Mustafa Rawji. His family has
lived in the Democratic Republic of Congo for generations. They run a
bank — called Rawbank — that has 1,300 employees and $500 million in
deposits. Mustafa landed in Juba two days ago. He whips out a business
card. Rawbank is looking to expand.

Every day, more foreigners arrive here in South Sudan, the world’s
newest country, seeking their fortune. Since independence two years
ago, Juba’s population has more than doubled. Some newcomers become
millionaires. Others die trying. This is cowboy capitalism in its
rawest state, unfettered by well-established rules, taxes, or
insurance policies. The high-risk, high-reward atmosphere has brought
entrepreneurs from all over the world who don’t mind that Juba has no
central sewage system, no water filtration plant, no electrical grid.
South Sudan is a blank slate. It needs everything. That’s precisely
why they have come.

There is money to be made in a country that is being built from
scratch, especially one with oil, like South Sudan. Some economists
predict that this economy could grow 70 percent in one year. If it
does, foreigners will pocket a hefty chunk of the profits. Among the
largest investors here is the state-owned China National Petroleum
Company. Among the largest employers is a South African brewery that
bottles “Nile Special” lager. The biggest cellphone company is
Vivacell, owned by a Lebanese. Even “the Rhythm of South Sudan,” a
popular radio station, is owned by a Kenyan. From the poorest person
in the streets selling homemade doughnuts from a cart to the
wealthiest hotel mogul, nearly everyone hails from somewhere else.

The streets of Juba are teeming with the very thing that Americans
believe makes the United States great: the immigrant entrepreneurial
spirit, in overdrive. But it comes at a cost. The unregulated
underbelly of capitalism flourishes here, too: money laundering,
extortion, counterfeiting. And there is resentment that many of the
locals, who fought for decades to establish their own country, can’t
compete. The mayor of Juba, Mohammed El Haj Baballa, complains that
foreigners provide almost all the goods and services here, but don’t
hire locals. “Even waitresses and janitors are brought from outside,”
he says. He hints that a crackdown on immigrants — most of whom are
here illegally — is in the works.

But replacing these industrious foreigners with locals is no simple
matter. South Sudan, once home to Africa’s longest civil war, is full
of former rebel fighters. Most never got training for anything else,
says Mou Mou Athian Kuol, former undersecretary of education. And this
is a pastoralist culture, where many believe that tending cows is the
only honorable profession. Waiting tables and pushing wheelbarrows is
seen as a disgrace. Even traditional farming — hitching an ox to a
plow — is seen as offensive to the dignity of the beast.

“People here were very proud of their dignity,” Kuol said. “But it’s changing.”

Another obstacle for the South Sudanese is getting credit to start up
a business. There were few banks in South Sudan during the war. Few
citizens have ever used one. Now banks are popping up everywhere in
Juba. But they won’t lend to a person with no history of borrowing.
It’s a classic chicken-and-egg problem.

Mustafa, of Rawbank, tells me that he faced the same problem in the
Democratic Republic of Congo. Rawbank stopped requiring credit checks
in order to attract new customers. Instead, it devised other ways to
make sure borrowers pay the money back. For instance, if it lends to a
grocery store, bank officials might visit the store four times a day
to collect money straight from the cash register.

That’s the kind of creative solution that could attract thousands of
new banking customers in Juba. An idea like that could make someone
like Mustafa very, very rich. But it could also make him a target.
Idle, armed men would likely watch him collect cash every day, all
over the city.

Juba can be a dangerous, unpredictable place. For that reason, few
Americans have gotten in on the action here. For every story you hear
of an immigrant entrepreneur who struck it rich, there is a tale of
woe: Barges sunk to the bottom of the Nile, with expensive machinery
on it. “Sleeping” South Sudanese business partners who show up out of
nowhere to demand a huge cut of the profits. Traveling salesmen who
don’t make it home alive.

In recent years, a spate of Ugandans and Eritreans have been shot dead
by motorcycle bandits. One Ugandan trader was castrated for sleeping
with a local girl. Even oil company executives fall victim to the
erratic business environment. Last year, South Sudanese government
officials accused foreign oil companies of colluding with their
enemies in the north to steal their crude. The president of a top
Chinese oil consortium was promptly expelled from the country.

I didn’t come to Juba to write about cowboy capitalism. I came to
write about Mou Riiny, a Sudanese “lost boy” who was brought to
Winchester to live with a foster family. He went on to study
engineering at the University of San Diego. Today, he is an example of
the good that entrepreneurs can do in Africa. He returned to his
village in South Sudan to install solar electricity in schools with
the support of a Massachusetts-based nonprofit, Village Help for South
Sudan. Mou plans to form his own company, SunGate Solar, that will
rent batteries charged by the sun to villagers to run their cellphones
and radios. If enough villagers are willing to pay the small monthly
fee to cover the cost of the batteries, life in these remote
communities would change forever. Mou could take his model global. His
company could become a household name.

I went to meet Mou to talk to him about this dream. That’s why I came
all the way to Juba. But South Sudan has a way of defying the
best-laid plans. My flight to the town where Mou lives was abruptly
canceled. Planes were grounded all week. At the airline office, the
woman behind the counter gave no explanation. Kush Air, called “The
Spirit of the South,” was having technical difficulties.

So I was stuck in Juba. I spent my time interviewing businessmen who
have come here with a little capital and a lot of guts.

Many talked about the tiny cadre of South Sudanese who are getting
rich: higher-ups in the Sudan People’s Liberation Army, the former
rebel group that is now running the country. There were stories of
lavish houses, with fully stocked bars, and drivers who keep Land
Rovers running all day so they are air-conditioned whenever the boss
wants to go for a ride.

A former child soldier who is now an analyst with a Western
organization said SPLA officials in Juba talk openly about “a payback
period” during which top generals felt justified to take state
resources for their personal gain.

“They say, ‘I fought for my country for 21 years. Now I need houses,
cars, education for my children,’ ” the analyst told me.

The theft is such an open secret that South Sudan’s president, Salva
Kiir, wrote to 75 ministers last year, asking them to return $4
billion. The allegations of corruption are particularly bitter in
Unity State, where oil fields provide a huge chunk of South Sudan’s
government revenue. Residents complain that the SPLA pledged to give
Unity State 5 percent of the oil revenue after independence, but they
have yet to make good on that promise.

The failure to share the oil resources has renewed tensions in this
battled-scarred land. The civil war against the north was fought, in
part, because Khartoum tried to take the oil of the south without
compensating the locals for it. Now officials in Juba seem to be doing
the same thing.

“We rebelled against the government in Khartoum because of fairness,
equality, and justice,” said the analyst, who comes from Unity State.
“But now we are surprised to see our executives behaving the same way
the north was behaving. Our intelligence services behaving the same
way. Our army behaving the same way.”

That’s disheartening, given all that the United States has invested in
helping South Sudan survive the war and get its independence. There
was a time when the only regular food deliveries here came from the UN
planes.

Now foreign aid organizations hold conferences about harnessing the
private sector. The message is clear: South Sudan, which turns 2 on
July 9, needs to stand on its own. But the economic dreams of the new
nation remain stillborn for the vast majority of its citizens.

Some argue that the government should cut citizens a check from the
oil wealth, like Saudi Arabia and Kuwait. Indeed, the $4 billion
missing from state coffers is enough to give every man, woman, and
child in South Sudan about $360 each. That’s three months’ salary for
an average person in one of the world’s poorest countries. But the oil
could run out in a decade. South Sudan needs to find another way to
make money.

On my last day in Juba, I attended a debate about the future of
Sudan’s oil, sponsored by USAID and the International Republican
Institute. Opposition leader Onyoti Adigo said the oil money should
have been used to build roads and infrastructure for the future.

Instead, he says, it is spent on sending the children of top officials
to expensive private schools abroad. “Everyone knows this,” he said.

SPLA secretary Bol Makueng stared morosely at the ceiling. “Mistakes
might have occurred,’’ he admitted.

But then he explained that this is a new day, in a new country. People
can’t rely on aid anymore. And they shouldn’t just look to the
government. They must catch the entrepreneurial spirit, just like the
foreigners.

“The Ethiopians came without money,” he said. “They get up at 4 a.m.
They are doing business . . . Most of them have more money than any of
us in this room today.”
Farah Stockman can be reached at [email protected]. Follow her on
Twitter @fstockman.

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