Visiting Some of the Institutions of Tunis: CEMAT, AMEN Bank, and CITET

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At CEMAT. In French, CEMAT stands for Centre d’études maghrébines à Tunis while it can be translated as Center for Maghrib Studies in Tunis. CEMAT is an institution dedicated to facilitating scholars studying and researching in North Africa. It also helps North African scholars study and conduct research abroad.

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AMEN Bank is one of the non-government-run banks in Tunisia. We listened to a presentation about the bank’s lending practices, funding sources, and the like.

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CITET, Centre International des Technologies de l’Environnement de Tunis in French and Tunis International Center for Environmental Technologies in English is the main governmental hub of environmental technology and research in the country. After a presentation outlining the operations of CITET, we were taken on a tour of the labs and some of the outdoor technology demonstration areas.

WWII North African American War Cemetery

The American World War II African Cemetery near Sidi Bou Said is a typical razzmatazz American installation commemorating it’s war dead. I’ve been to many of these cemeteries in Europe on past trips. This was the first one, however, where I was taken on a tour by a nice local man, and then met the ghost of the American director.

The cemetery is laid out in a typical tic-tac-toe pattern with the wall of the missing at the head of the cemetery, a chapel in one corner, administrative offices off to the side, and the stone or other such object commemorating all of the soldiers who lost their lives near the chapel. The grounds are very well kept with an immaculate lawn, no doubt fertilized by America’s fallen children. All of the stonework and marble crosses are as clean as clean can be. Nothing is out of place, not even a stray piece of gravel from the neatly raked gravel beds.

At this particular war cemetery the main attraction, aside from remembering the great sacrifice so many people gave to drive the Nazi’s and Fascists from power, is the director, Mr. Green. Most cemeteries are quite outposts of the war memorial commission. Ones I’ve been at in the past are usually run by old dried up men who either fought in the war that the cemetery is for or remember it vividly. Mr. Green appears to be a little younger than World War II. In fact, I don’t believe Mr. Green is there entirely to watch over the largely forgotten sons and daughters of America. I’d hazard to guess that he’s actually an operative in one of America’s many security services. If nothing else, the pure outlandishness of his dress and the born-again Christian attitude screams “agent”. Is Mr. Green his real name or a code name based on Tunisia being known as the country of green? Well, at least Lucas keeps telling me that’s what it’s known as!

Mr. Green’s entrance was truly that of a phantasm. He appeared to shimmer into existence in the middle of the cemetery in between the rows of crosses and stars. Truly, he is an odd bird in an odd job at an odd facility that is in a country who no doubt finds him very odd!

Aside from Mr. Green and his crazy dress and demeanor, the cemetery does a very nice job of remembering the American war dead. I wonder if there’ll be such a wonderful monument for the current conflicts. The respect that World War II veterans and the dead from that war received and still receive today is in stark contrast to the way that our soldiers are currently being treated. We don’t see the pictures of the coffins on the transport planes back to the USA. We don’t see the widows and mothers weeping. This war isn’t as real to us as WWII was. I fear there will be no monument for those men and women who died for their country in Iraq. Regardless of if a war is right or not, those who fought and those who died deserve respect and celebration for their sacrifice. Even the German veterans and dead from WWII have monuments built for them. I’ve sat and talked with the men and women who were in Hitler’s Youth Army and in the regular Nazi Army both as conscripts and volunteers. They fought honorably for their country regardless of if they believed it was a just and right war or not. They have been honored. Will the Americans dieing in Iraq and Afghanistan and soon to be other locations be honored as well? I hope so.

Bizerte and Lac Ichkeul

Lac Ichkeul has long been a sanctuary for birds and beasts. Back in the 13th century, it was a hunting preserve for the rulers of Tunisia. Wild boar and jackal still make their home on Jebel Ichkeul. This, of course, leaves out the main attraction of Lac Ichkeul – namely, the waterfowl. Being the largest semi-fresh water lake in North Africa, it is grand central station on the bird migration railroad from Europe to Africa. Upwards of 150 000 birds make Lac Ichkeul their main port of call between October and February. Many head further south. Many winter over. Some birds live at the lake year round such as the purple gallinule, the marbled teal, and many different raptors which prey on the less carnivorous birds. Interestingly enough, Cap Bon is the primary migration route for raptors between Europe and Africa. Still, some make their home at Lac Ichkeul.

Another interesting animal that inhabits the lake is the water buffalo. It was originally introduced by the Bey of Tunis in 1729, having been gifted a pair of buffalo by the king of Sicily. Unfortunately for the water buffalo, the American forces stationed nearby during WWII acquired a taste for water buffalo, nearly decimating the heard. Today there is a very small population which often hides from tourists. We only saw pictures in the museum.

The museum itself is a very interesting place. It has good exhibits in French and Arabic about the lake and its diverse wildlife. There’s a large section of dried plants with both the common name and Latin name present. The view from the eco museum is quite something as well. On both sides of the complex, almost the entire lake is visible. If only our driver had been a bit more adventuresome with the bus, we might have been able to drive all the way around Jebel Ichkeul.

I was very interested in the nearly flat plains surrounding the lake to the west and south. We drove across one such plain on a low-lying causeway. According to some books I’ve read, the water level has decreased significantly over the years to the point where the causeway is no longer needed, even in winter. The bus still used it though as it’s the best road. Closer to the lake, the plain periodically gets flooded by the lake, resulting in a more or less dead zone of dried out mudflats. One can observe many animal paths and tracks in the hardened mud from atop Jebel Ichkeul.

Were it not for the two dams on rivers feeding into the lake and four more planned dams, there wouldn’t be a water shortage at the lake. The declining level of water is due mostly to those two dams. As the towns around the lake grow, including Bizerte, the situation will only get worse. Due to the lake’s proximity to Lac Bizerte, which is connected to the sea, there is a large salt intrusion problem. Lac Ichkeul reaches as high as 30-40% salinity during particularly hot and dry summers. This has lead to many changes in the composition of the plant life in the lake. And, of course, that affects the birds! The whole lake was put on the UNESCO list of national parks because of its importance to all of the migratory birds of Europe. Not only are the Tunisians concerned about the lake. All of the birders of Europe are scared stiff of the salt intrusion into the lake!

The city of Bizerte is a rather dull place, primarily consisting of the new city built by the French during the colonial period. Even the original channel joining Lac Bizerte with the sea has been mostly filled in. The new canal dug by the French in the 1890’s is now the route of choice for ships heading into the lake. Only a portion of the old harbor remains. No longer do privateers and corsairs sail through the medina, past the minarets, into the lake. Still, the town has a quaint and grimy feel to it which is appealing.

The only real area of note is the remaining portions of the old harbor and the two forts guarding its entrance. We walked around the harbor and took many photos. The price of shoes in Bizerte, as Giovanna and I can report, is outrageous.