August 17, 2014
After a long tiring day at the committee, the delegates decided to reel down and relax. It was time to party. It was time to change their agenda from doing intense debates all day at the meeting hall to dancing and chilling by the pool accompanied by loud, upbeat music. All said and all done for the day, they thought.
But it was not to be.
The crowd of dancing delegates was in an ecstatic frenzy. Moving along in sync with the music, it was all joy and all bliss. All of a sudden, the piercing sound of a siren resonated amidst the dance floor; confusion, chaos and pandemonium erupted. The puzzled delegates glanced questioningly at the Deputy Secretary General, as if asking for an explanation. “Delegates, there has been a crisis”, he said.
“All delegates please head back to your committees, immediately.”
Ten minutes later, the SC conference room was a sight to see. Half of the delegates in their casual t-shirts and pants/shorts sat in their designated seats; perplexed and exhausted. An air of apprehension swelled within the room as the Dias announced formal session to commence.
For the next hour, delegates and the Dias did a tense, heated discussion. Time was one thing they didn’t have. According to the crisis, seven UN officials were being held captive by Palestinian extremists, and a video showing the legitimacy of their threats was released on their website. If their demands of complete economic sanction on Israel and banning of arms trade with the USA was not met, they threatened to torture and execute the UN officials.
Opinions, plans, strategies. The delegates discussed frantically about ways to contain the situation. The air was truly tense, with the moderator walking around, in and out of the committee with urgency with his Walkie Talkie beeping and crackling, the delegates and Dias wasting absolutely no time beating around the bush and getting straight to the point.
After a while of anxious debates, the Chair received an update. Luck was not on their side. The extremists sent a message, giving the SC a fifteen minute deadline to send their decision. Failure to do so, they said, would result in massacre of one UN official every half hour of non compliance. This drove the SC to overdrive. The chair, in desperation, announced that the committee would have to break the rules of procedure. No caucuses, no motions, no points of information and order, this was a crisis. Straightforward opinions and strategies were shared and discussed by the delegates, turn by turn. No rules, no formalities, no wasting precious time.
An hour elapsed. Two minutes left to reach a conclusion. Luckily, the SC had formulated an extensive, ingenious plan to counter the extremists and their threats. A negotiation team was to be sent to the Palestinian border where the hostages were detained, accompanied with an armed escort team. Alongside, a small, covert NATO military force was to be positioned in the crisis area, which was to take action in case things get too heated.
With that, the SC was a success. Formal session was adjourned, and the delegates headed back to their rooms; successful, satisfied, and with big smiles on their faces. And why not, they had just solved a UN crisis!