Friday, December 14, 2007

Happy Holiday!




Happy Holiday Season, Everyone!
How's everything with you and your beloveds around you?
Some of you, I still maintain to contact with, some I may have not. My apologies to those you haven't heard from me for a while.

Weather in Seoul has become chill over last few weeks, but not enough considering the average tempt. of the season.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

La Vie en Rose

Mon DieuMon Dieu
Edith Piaf

Paroles: Michel Vaucaire
Musique: Charles Dumont (1960)

Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!
Laissez-le-moi
Encore un peu
Mon amoureux!
Un jour, deux jours, huit jours...
Laissez-le-moi
Encore un peu
A moi...

Le temps de s`adorer
De se le dire
Le temps de se fabriquer
Des souvenirs.
Mon Dieu! Oh oui... mon Dieu!
Laissez-le-moi
Remplir un peu
Ma vie...

Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!
Laissez-le-moi
Encore un peu
Mon amoureux
Six mois, trois mois, deux mois...
Laissez-le-moi
Pour seulement
Un mois...

Le temps de commencer
Ou de finir
Le temps d`illuminer
Ou de souffrir
Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!
Mรชme si j`ai tort
Laissez-le-moi
Un peu...
Mรชme si j`ai tort
Laissez-le-moi

Encore... Mon Dieu

Monday, November 19, 2007

Thanksgiving Message.

When we count our many blessings;
It isn't hard to see that life's most valued treasures are the treasures that are free.
For it isn't what we own or buy that signifies our wealth.
It's the special gifts that have no price: our family, friends and health.
I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you just how much your friendship and love means to me.
Many of us have lost dear friends and loved ones this past year and our country as a whole has suffered great losses also.
In times like this, it gives us a chance to stop and reflect and think about what is really important to us in this life;
Just how precious and fragile it is, and to not waste what time we are given with the special people in our lives.
For myself, it is the gift of family and friends that are the riches in my life.
Those precious times that we hold dear to our heart and memories and special moments that can never be replaced, neither by time nor all the wealth in the world.
Whether you have planned a grand feast surrounded by friends and family, an intimate candlelight dinner for two, or a simple frozen dinner or takeout, it is not really the edible food, but rather who we share them with that counts most of all, and to me, this is the true value and meaning of Thanksgiving.
I will be thinking of each and every one of you during this season of Thanksgiving, and even though we may be seperated by miles, you will be close to me in my heart.
I give thanks for you all, friends and close loved ones.
You have touched my life in many ways and I am a very wealthy individual for this.
For those that have passed on to be with the Lord, I know there will be a special place for you in the hearts and minds of many of us as we observe Thanksgiving this year.
Please remember those who can't be with their loved ones.
God Bless You all,

Alexa

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Updating photos.

Click the above link to see some of my newly updates.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Hae In Sa (Temple Hae In)







Chris from UBC Kendo Club, Mr. Lee, his roomy then and now turned into everyone's Seonbae (a respected senior member of a group) and I got together for a weekend hike to Hae In Sa (Temple Hae In, one of the largest buddhist temples in Korea) in far south thereof. Gradually more difficult to see one another now since we all live in different parts of the globe, the rare chance gave us valuable time to savor the good old days and envisage the bright blueprints. Although having realized life isn't sometimes exactly spreaded out as we planned, our hearts were still hot and wide enough to render

Friday, September 21, 2007

Happy Chuseok from Seoul!

<= my little niece before blowing her grandpa's 67th birthday candles>

The biggest holiday of the year in Korea, Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving Day) is only a few days ahead and I begin to see smiles on faces.

This morning, just outside of exit 7 of Yeoksam Station, the one that I take on my way to the office, I witnessed a group of people cracked out laughters and giving out tiny stickers for those turning their head and smiling back at them. "Weird," I thought. Of course, I looked at them and almost instantly cracked some laughters, and gave them my breathtaking wink. In return, I received my reward and a small green smily sticker on my arm, feeling proud.

Heading back toward my office, although I felt slight sadness, realized how desperately people in this city is trying to laugh, seek a tiniest piece of happiness to thereby regain a meaning of life. I was certain that I was pretty much the only person to return their laughs at that hassles and bussles of the intersection full with working people rushing themselves to work. Most of them looked at the group as if they saw some socially retardeds, and probably thought that's a bad luck to start a day with. How sad...

Today went okay, busy as usual. Completed some complicated legal translations for the newly opened Hotel's Fitness Club and handed into the Director of Finance who asked me to do the work. I have no idea how the work has been under control of DOF, yet like many other things at work, task boundaries are blur and so do their responsibilities. I felt proud at the first time when DOF personally asked me to do him a favor, which meant he thought I have things to offer, but later on things slightly became trickier when realizing my direct boss might not be too happy that I spent time, otherwise I would've spent for him.

It is 2:07 in the morning and I am still having trouble to sleep. This is very unusual for me to have sleepless nights. Not so sure if this is due to a pure excitement for the coming holiday or something else that I've longed for my life time and today is the day that I would find out the result whether I was meant for it or not.

Writing always has been one of my favorites, yet I find difficult to do so lately. Partly because of lack of time, but mostly of losing enthusiasm in observing things. Alert!

Friday, September 14, 2007

All sophisticated!

Dear all,

Spending most of my time for last three and a half months at the hotel located in downtown, I eventually turned into an all-around-urban lady whose fragrance mellows those nearby.

Monthly wages are not much different from those I earned at the law firm a while ago, but it seems my current work has been greatly extending my expense habit. God, help me! Although, it's not too much difficult to find an excuse for it, since there aren't much entertaining gadgets or personnel around me to fill up my scare free time, I decided to pay more attention on my gender characteristics, the things to define me as a female. And now I seem to get into the addictive habit that many girls find near impossible to get out of.

Friday, August 31, 2007

To my dearest friend,

One of friends who I haven't seen for almost a decade, yet still very vividly amicable in my mind has been diagnosed as the last stage of an intestine cancer. Since past month, I've tried to contact him, which I found harder as time goes by, probably because of him taking more painkillers by the passage of time. I called him again last weekend, hoping to see him once for all, which he only resigned politely. In his voice, I felt no life. Near whispering voice was much too toned-down with obvious despair and pain, whereas mine exaggeratedly loud and pseudo-cheerful. For the first time, I felt him dying. A man in his early thirties, at a pinnacle of one's life, was fading away.

Perhaps, I pushed him too much. Felt somehow guilty to be well, while he has not been blessed with, I have wished to see him, perhaps even wanted to confirm how well and happy I am by seeing him suffering. Maybe, I was selfish to ask him too much to go and see him when he is at his worst state since we saw last time. Deep sorrow surged from the inside.

Friday, August 24, 2007

"It means a world to me."

How can such simple words embed such a profound feeling?

Lately, I've had troubles to read and comprehend updated news from papers or any other sources of media for some unknown reasons. Instead, I decided to go over some nonfictions that I purchased yet never had enough time to indulge myself into. "The Kite Runner," a book recommended by a friend with wondering mind, has been kind to me enough to provide a humble resort in my barren city life for last couple of days. There, newly immigrated Ali seeks comfort in Jahara, a girl he has longed for, at his father's near death bed. Prohibited from being seen together by their customary Afgan Sharia Law, how they found out the feelings for each other would be god-only-knows. After years of hide-and-seek type of pursuit for each other, finally Ali said to Jahara at his father's death bed that her presence next to him then means a whole world to him.

At the first glance, it may sound stereotypical. However, to me, the simple comment was overwhelming enough to make me bite my lips not to shed tears in the crazy communiting subway No. 2 this morning.

When did I feel so desperately longing for something? What did I desire then, if any? I know there still is burning fire within me, the thirty that can't be met easily any time soon, yet I also feel that the longings have been gradually faded away from hectic daily chores depsite all the struggles I've made.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

By your side.

Ladies from the Financial Dept. of our hotel invited me over to their little Ddeok-bokki (Korean rice cake with red-peppered source) luncheon this afternoon. Being verterans working over a decade in the hotel, they were well aware of whatabout politics in/out of the hotel. One of top gossips for today was, without doubt, about the current GM leaving and its expected political turmoils afterwards. There are almost seven hundreds mouths and ears to gossip and listen to whatever you say near this work place, and certainly these four late thirty something ladies didn't find too difficult to seek their hideouts at the Ddeok-bokki place to gossip.

Now, everyone seems very aware of the currnet GM leaving and a new one replacing him early next month. What a lame duck he is. Mostly, not because of him simply leaving his office, but because of him not having been such a virtuous, respectful, and proven leader-typed manager who put so many of employees into deep frustrations as a result, most associates in the hotel seem not too sorry at all about his departure.

Personally, I have a mixed emotion on GM's leaving. I am glad to confirm my judgement on him as a supervisor and a leading personnel of this big organization, but at the same time, feel sorry to see this happening so early. Because this also may imply nobody in this hotel would be responsible much for their works and feel ownership to the hotel, which will inevitably weaken the fundamental structure of an organization. Who will be so sincere when they think they can only be in a position for less than a year or two?

Thanks to all the mess GM made, the company is now undergoing a severe restruction, laying off dozens of employees who have been working for this firm more than fifteen years. This means, lots of managerial staffs are leaving and there will be big vacancies in regular operations. Everyday, I realize an individual doesn't cost much, and he/she can be replaceable without exception, most of cases. It's sad. And I think about how would I be remembered at the end of the days. Most definitely, fondly over dreadfully and missed over regretted, I wish to be recalled.

One fine summer afternoon.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Sweetheart sorrow.

It was only a few days ago, when things started to slip away from what I scheduled. The new job, which I was unexpectedly offered with, had put me into a rocky rollercoster with the notorious boss and eventually relocated me into a position different from what I signed for. A person who I've been kindly of looking forward to seeing again only brought a very very awkward momentum of the grendeur rendezvous after more than a year of separation. Perhaps, I expected much. That's fine.

Now I am sitting in an office I wouldn't imagine to be then, sipping water from a plastic bottle, updating my blog, and waiting the office hour to be ended. Although, things are not particularly moving in a way I planned, I still have plenty of things to take care of and to make me feel needed. Additionally, since I already understand sometimes unexpected turns may be await us here and there to garnish to our lives, the nearly a month of rather hectic past period of the transition did hardly scare me nor change my attitude towards life in general.

At this new position, okay, ,,. I was offered with a head assistant position to general manager of Renaissance Seoul Hotel, a branch of Marriott International the hotel magnate, and now switched to the Operations Dept., the largest managerial division of five others in the hotel hierarchy. No matter what, as always, I will do my utmost effort to meet the company's expectation, and hope to find an initiativeness to lead my career in a way that I can shape into an ideal blue print I have always dreamt of.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Seoul, Seoul, Seoul!

Summer, the queen of all seasons, has indeed arrived. Some of those who I have become acquainted with at some point of my life are visiting Korea and many of us are planning for a short summer trip to somewhere, well, though not all of us do. As an employee who has been hired twice and laid off once within two weeks, asking for day-offs would be ridiculous thing to do, so I swallow the strongest sense for an exploration and filed fatigue through my throat.

So far, the experience with this hotel has been very unique in its own way, yet I still find there are plenty of things that I feel gratitude for. Although, interactions among colleagues are relatively shallow and too quick to savor thereof, compared to those at my previous firm, I sense there still are invisible hands ready for me to hold, thereby leading me toward the betterment. I thank for that and his will.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Wheel of chaos

Last two weeks were the MOST unpredictable and insecure moments in my life. Transition made into its grendeur entry, since then everything went blur and disceptive that I could literally trust no one at work where I was supposed to work for a possibly extended period of time.

Direct boss wasn't ready to train me in whichever way and expected the same or above experiences and work capacity that he couldn't even find from a person with ten years of experience in the field, who he eventually dismissed before I entered into this firm. After one and half week of nightmarish time with him, he dismissed me as well. It's not that I stole money or anything. I guess it was simply a result of huge differences in expectation. That's fine. But the problmatic points arised therefrom was the misjudgement of the employer brought out severe damages to my rights to be hired and work, according to a legal expert who I asked an advice from. Although, I did not make too much confusion or loud noise for everybody's sake in the firm, so I asked the firm would give me either an approved involuntary separation paper. Then the employer offered me a different position, which pays less annual salary. I rejected the offer unless they pays me the same amount of salary indicated in our contract, then, director and deputy director from Human Resouces Department with an approval from General Manager verbally guaranteed that they will assure my annual salary to be unchanged dispite of changes in job position. It was already ridiculous enough to experience all that confusion, but real fun part hasn't come yet. They gave me a red slip showing the position entitled to me has been changed. Funny thing? I have never received the form when I first came into the previous position, and it does not indicate the wage stays the same in anywhere thereon. That is, they are neither willing to keep their verbal assurance they made to me, nor to give out an involunary dismissal paper that can be used unfavorable to them. Sneacky and wicked wastes!
Perhaps, I only become aware of what really is happening in most of the society in which I reside, I feel pity for all of our comrades who fight for their share of bread, and wish the best for all of us!

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Transition.






Just to give some pause for the transition, I decided to go for a ride, away from Seoul. My usual weekend getaway place of Mui Island provided me an excellent hideout. Last day of three days of transitioal period dayoffs, I took Vicky and my sis along.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Alea iacta est.

So it is, the die has been cast! It was rather frustrating until the moment the decision was needed to be made and become known to those related, yet the moment is gone now and I feel lucky and much more optimistic for whatever may come ahead, mostly because I know he will be with me every step of the way. Yes, it will be a lie if I say I am not nervous about an unknown kind of work and new environment, etc., yet surprisingly peace residing within me overwhelms the nervousness or frustration that may occur during this transition, along with deep appreciation for him to answer some of my calls.

The work will begin from June 19, and my heart beats from sheer excitement and hopeful expectation.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

1987.

I was twelve years old when I first saw this painting of a bleeding college student, Lee Han-yeol. Too young to comprehend what was going on then, all I remembered about the occasion in 1987 was pretty much only this painting. They say memories have a tendency of being encarved as images, they may be true of this case. Periodically organized details of the incident and stories of young social activists, now most of them being big shots in Korean politics, are fascinating to read, particularly only a few months before the election. Click the title of the article to see more details.



Sunday, June 03, 2007

A change, again?

An offer from a seemingly prestigious employer certainly boosted my ego and made me feel honored, yet I had to spend my whole weekend speculating over possible pros and cons to take the offer. Perhaps, write all those down would help me to make the decision.

pros.
1. an employer with a better-known label,
2. possible step stone for a career path,
3. approximately CAD 7,000 of an annual salary raise,
4. possibly more extrovert work characteristic depending on how I manage the work,
5. up close contact with people having quite interesting backgrounds,
6. better work environments including more perks with a strong union (for better or for worse).
7. access to information.

cons.
1. three-months of provisional period; i can be laid-off aftermath,,(god, this would be horrible!)
2. I can be completely isolated if work is mismanaged,
3. seemingly more competitive work condition (a handsome amount of politics will be foreseeably involved),
4. leaving the current position, which I get relatively stable and friendly work condition and relationship with coworkers,
5. this can be seen as another career change in my CV,
6. my work will be evaluated by a single person, most likely, which may be advantageous or vice versa depending on situations.
7. need to get accustomed to a new environment.

What would you reckon?

Friday, June 01, 2007

Zeal for life.

Seriously, I am not going to trade an hour of sleeping with anything else in this world. I can't stop yawning for hours now, and this seems not too uncommon lately in my life. Some say why bother to sleep when knowing that you will be sleeping eternally when you're dead. Well, though I have to say I just love taking time in my comfy bed with a crisp cotton bed sheet wrapped around my thighs until late mid-afternoon, reading and sipping morning coffee therein.

At a tea table on a rooftop of a tea shop in Insa-dong last nite, fellow colleagues from the previous job gathered around and shared thoughts on our future path and what hopefully could give us a purpose or a zeal for our lives. Dramatic blue prints made by the UAE's city planning strategies introduced by one of the previous bosses was particularly interesting to listen, since it almost sounded to me as aiming for the impossible. What he described is this;

The UAE sets a target to increase an average capital per person from the current approximately slightly over USD 20,000 to USD 1,000,000 by 2025(?), if I remember correctly. Can you believe a nation bold enough to aim making all of their people millionnaires? It sounded ridiculous in the beginning, but it wasn't much so as I listened to what he eagerly delivered to us under the bright cresent. He wasn't emphasizing whether they would achieve the target or not, but seemingly wanted to point out that certainly setting a higher goal would enable those believers to achieve more than what the others with smiliar qualifications and backgrounds would do. Creativity and ambition; boldness to take risks to carry out thereof, if i may summarize his lengthy talks into a sentence.

The manuevers taken so far were striking and even sensational for a big entity as a state to adopt, and the risks potentially following are needless to mention.
What they do is creating a building paradise, proudly touched by cutting-edge techniques from top engineers around the world, in the middle of desert. ... hey, this sounds a lot alike the stories of Bugsy Siegal, the legendary founder of the hotel "Flamenco" in Las Vegas, a thug dreamed an impossible but turned into reality. Now back to those in the UAE who built a hugh mass of sand island along the shore, their perks to allure foreign investors were building grandeur structures with very odd concepts such as an indoor ski slopes in amid of sandy desert, THE most luxurious seven star hotel of Birds-al-arab, etc. But to everybody's surprise, the real estate of the sand island has been skyrocketing for last some years. Here, he didn't forget to advise us to invest some money if we're interested in.

Surely, listening to what he said helped to broaden the scope of my agendas, which lately have been suffered from a dramatic downsize thereof, due to routined repetitive life circles and work. well, i have been inquiring around information to invest in stocks and funds like most of Seoulites would do when they begin to see their bank account growing. Bank interests are just so mere to expect any no matter how long you leave your money there, so~yeh, why not turn my eyes a little bit further!

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Glass eyes

I saw glass eyes last night.

Eyes so hollow as if they were directly tunneled into an oblivion of the eternal darkness. They seemed transparent, yet unabled to show any signs of vividness from inside. They emitted a strange metalic blueness, almost surreal to envisage that they indeed belong to life.

Completely being bewildered and even feared by those eyes filled with rampage and hatred, there was I still desperately seeking a hint of fullness, warmness, and celestialness that once plenished thereof.

Confronted with impetuous hollow eyes at the front and a helplessly sobbing wounded heart at the back, I was crushed by the same dilemma once Camus faced and dictated in his "Le Mythe de Sisyphe." Quickly going through the past few days to examine any occasions that would've fired up the misfortunate event of the night didn't particularly provide any clear answers to the profound distress we were facing; only discarding what we believed as a source of this viciousness and praying for the best were followed.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Favoring abortion when a fetus is proved as disable.

Myung-bak, Lee, the former Seoul Mayor and a strong president hopeful from the major opposition party, the Grand National Party (GNP) in Korea said yesterday that he is fundamentally against the gay marriage and the abortion, but an abortion may be considered if a fetus is proven disable.

Not surprisingly, his comment brought up an immense criticism from civil groups advocating human rights particularly for those wtih has physical and mental difficulties. Tear shedding scene of physically challenged demonstrators in wheelchairs shrieking out strike slogans was painful to look at. They've already suffered from all forms of discrimination and unbearable arduousness beyond anybody's imagination. And this person who hopes to run the country "proudly" calls it may not be worthwhile to share the grendeur theme of "human rights" with the challenged personnels. Wonderful!

I was speechless when I heard him speaking it. I couldn't simply believe that someone intending to run for a presidency has such an unethical, cold-blooded, discouraging, and simply wrongful idea. And he didn't bother to make an official apologetic comments aftermath. Well, his spokesperson made a press release that his comment was "misinterpreted" by media, yet never made an apology. Very convient! More shocking fact adding to it? He is supposedly a sincere Christian, entitled with a senior position at the church he has been attending.

Listening to a series of mistakingly(?) made comments of his, I became convinced that he can't be a person who will give his best to embrace all and protect the needed, and he won't hesitate to leave those behind if they don't concur with his ideas or can't meet thereof, which severely blemishes one of the integral constituent of democracy; reaching mutual concurrances through negotiations, not leaving opponents behind offended and unsatisfied.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

An exploding tomato.

This is a perfect example of what-not-to-do for a reporter. John Sweeney is a BBC reporter who was filming a documentary "Scientology and Me" at the time of him being caught in this Youtube UCC. He appears as completely lost while conducting an interview. Sorry for him, it is though unbelievably hilarious!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsHyRSi08ic

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Japan takes steps to revise the Constitution's Article 9.

There have been concerns regarding the emerging movement to revise Japan's Constitutional Article 9, which was imposed by American occupation authorities after World War II. Living in Korea, one of many Japan's neighboring nations used to be a colony of Japan during the war, I felt this concern rising up close and personal.

Japan's strong nationalists supported neocons in the US that strategically have intended to position its ally Japan more to fill up the military vacancy, and thus maintain the power balance by surpressing the emerging power of China after the foreseeable withdrawal of the US military forces in the region.

Now, its parliament having endorsed a national referendum on the revision of the pacifist Constitution article 9, Japan will be able to hold the referendum as early as 2010 under a bill approved by the upper house of parliment; the bill was passed in the lower house last month. This rings an alarm bell in a sense that Japan has never been so clearly apologetic on war crimes committed during the war, and its educational system still not fully encompassing its past as it was.

Notoriously known, arbitrarily laid US foreign policies throughout the world, especially since early 20th century do not particularly lessen the concern. Al Qu'aida, once assisted by the CIA of the US in order to deter the former USSR's expansion to the region, is now THE evil target for the US to primarily destroy. The Khmer Rouge, which also was funded by the US as an American attempt to stop spilling of the domino effect of communism by Vietnam in the region in late 1960s and early 1970s, which only came up with self-created lunatic form of Maoism-like ideology resulting in the genocide of one third of its own population. What about the coups in 1970s in Korea by general Park, the father of one of the strongest candidates for upcoming presidential election (can you believe that? seriously, what's wrong with people in this country? they must be either out of their minds or have masochistic fetishes to vote for Park, Geun-hae). The coup by Park has been widely believed that it would not be possible if there weren't aids or at least intentional negligence from the US. The exemplary cases above imply a fatal tendency of the US foreign policies in modern era, i.e., their arbitrariness and ignorance on different poli-economical entities, and thus immense amount of finance and bloodsheds had to be spilt on route to clean up mess aftermath. How could we assure the US policy to support the revision will not bring out the similar consequences?

Monday, May 14, 2007

Being salt and light.

What use salt would have if it loses its unique taste?
This is quite threatening words if you think twice, since it is questioning the purpose of our existance, directly. For some time, but not from so long ago, I have been sensing that the once intense strength to differ myself from many of the others and drive me forward with critical perspectives to observe daily occasions have been faded away, very slowly and thus almost unnoticeably even to myself. Then, bang! Without anyh particular reasons or occasions, I just realized this morning that I have lost the unique taste of mine if there were any to start with in the beginning. Envisaging the above plunged my ever lazy awareness into a tiny confinement cell filled with senses of insecurity and endangerment.

It was when I listened to one of CBC Radio programs introducing a book called "Sleeping Buddha," written by a young Canadian woman with an Afgan ethnicity who travelled to Kabul and met with young Afgans as an attempt to understand how they perceive the world and deliver their thoughts to the outside of the Islam world. So she did. I was inspired not because that I felt the book was done in highly sophicated manners, but because the book was completed by a woman of my age pushing herself to seek what she aimed initically, which is in many ways, not so different from what I have wished for doing in my life. Through paying attentions to the voices unheard and assuring to publish their stories in the west, she realized her promises that she made to herself and to those she met along the way.

Depressing myself or the others would be the last thing I would want to do, but certain things seem seriously not right lately. Finally, the daily routines surpasses my reason, and this slowly yet painfully puts me into a deep sleep of numbness and indifferences. Occasionally, there are those trying to warn me for not noticing what I was supposed to notice, here and there of my daily routines, but I don't/can't seem to catch glimpse of them anymore. Oh, god, what should I do and where should I start to annihilate this viciousness?

Friday, May 11, 2007

Ladies' night in Chongdam St.

Well, yes! Five ladies with fire in their hearts got together after approximately a year of separation . We met as colleagues then, but the passage of time allowed us last night to let our hairs down and completely be comfortable with each other. To our amusement, we discovered one of our mutual bosses was truly a womanizer who tried smooches to more than three of us then but not so successful. We cracked out laughters for a while when one of us said she actually pinched his arse so hard until he outcried for pain. Gosh, for a moment, I was wondering how he would react if he were there listening all that.

Three of us spending most of the past one year in Seoul, one in Singapore, and the last in Ohio, we all were in slightly different walks of lives, yet there were still stuffs that we could relish mutually. The one visited from Singapore, where she is doing her PhD in public administration, before she hops off to Brussel for her internship in an energy chart organization under the European Union was constantly mourning about wrinkles on her forehead and was paranoid of this hollucination that she has been losing loads of hairs everyday from ridiculous amount of reading. Funny, i thought but completly understandable. After her brief affair with another coworker at work two years ago, now she's got a new cute aussie beau named James who had worked at the World Bank for some years before taking some time at the program she's in. she overall seemed quite happy and proud of what she's been doing.

Another lady just, who came back from Ohio after visiting her sister and brother-in-law who study there, looked ever more voluptuous and femine. Seriously, she could've had a better career in film industry with that body! Taking some time off from work and her seemingly not so pleasantly ended love, she came back with regained strength and zeal for a new start. Yet, she opted out for the night club, which i only later regretted not to join her.

Last but not least, a very deer friend of mine showed up with her usual combat-styled work wears of sneakers and pants along with her pink Channel jacket. Although her prestigious title at a regional branch of the UNESCAP, because of recent undergoing troubles with her boss at work, she now is considering to leave the work. Though complaining her near fiance departing for Australia this afternoon for a business trip without taking her, she also seemed enjoying her being herself again. Sometime, I do wonder why I talk to this woman so often and become so honest with her in almost all matters. Despite some characters in her that I would never act concurred upon, she is exceptional in ways of her bluntness and vigor on almost all subjects in life, which have facinated me for last two good years.

Anyways, after being mellowed with some good glasses of wine, we decided to extend our night excursion a bit further and hit the floor at a night club in Chongdam-dong, the fancy district for yuppies in town. Well, .. Although I have never experienced "night club" here, somehow I presumed it wouldn't be much different from one of those regular clubs. So we got a cab and proudly stepped out of it at entrance of the club. There were two bouncers at the door, looking very unprofessional and having boring looks on their faces. They bluntly asked if we were interested in "yangju (imported liquors)" seat. "Huh? What on earth this guy is talking about?," I murmured. Then, to our surprise, the youngest, shiest, and most moderate looking with very well-mannered one among us stood up and led our ways into the hall in the club passing smoothly through two dumb-looking bouncers. I asked later about the definition of this "yangju" seats to her. She, ever looking confident than before, explained that they are seats located in the private rooms surrounding the dancing hall, of which door is see-through so that people therein can watch the dancing floor and enables to pick ladies of their tastes. Yes, this kind place indeed exists in the land of morning calm, of which its supposedly most valued virtues include the modesty. Well, as soon as I heard of what she told me, I felt like being a piece of meat on a shelf. Without even realizing what had been going on for the first few minutes, my friends were "sold" one by one, and last two of us being rather still in shock decided to act as if we're in love.. Great!
Music was too loud so we could barely hear each other. Had a couple of sips before hurriedly moved ourselves from the panic hole. No drama took place that night, only memories and slight hangover in the morning.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Yamagata Perfecture

Three days in Yamagata perfecture went very quickly. To my surprise, it had abundant natural beauty to offer, including endless rice paddies, curvy mountains extending over an hour of train riding distance, multiple waterfalls and the green moss-covered paths therebetween. Late cherry blossoms were still blooming to savor, surviving through rains until a day prior to my arrival. Weather was warm enough to stroll around with shorts, and sellers of street vendors were kind enough to make me constantly indulge myself into new bursting tastes of soy souce and fish stocks.













The photos on top left was taken from the hike around Yamadera, a beautifully embraced path along the stream of crystal blue water amid of deep greens of early summer. One on the middle was taken on the first day of the journey at a walkway along a seashore busy with many street oyster shops. The top right is my tired feet wearing Simpson socks cooling off from the mountain breeze after a long walk.

Along the hiking trails, millions of flowers and herbs greeted us with somehow familiar, yet still exotic appearances and frangrances. Colors of wilderness ranging from yellow, blue, purple, green, red, pinkish white, etc. were proudly illumiating under summer sun ray.
Other than mesmerizing colors of wild flowers and their almost intoxicating frangrances as well as the superb weather all through my stay in the little mountaineous town up north, several hours of driving from Tokyo, my holiday was completed by a pleasant companionship from Thang, a friend from UBC who has been working at the Yamagata perfecture's provincial governmental office for three years. In spite of constant quarrels over cute Japanese guys by blaming each other for depriving chances to attract their attentions and some excessively heated debates on numerous subjects, we agreed upon the past couple of days being still mutually beneficiary and inspiring to each other. My trip could be perfect only because of you, my friend! Oh, I also appreciate your haiku!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Seeking for the light amid of the dark.

There are moments in life that we simply can't explain and completely feel helpless, and thus overwhelmingly sense existance of a supernatural being that may look down on our earthly lives and guide those to detined places. Surely none of victims or those enrolled in Virginia Tech University on early Monday morning last week would've foreseen or even guessed in their wildest dreams that an atrocity such as the one occurred on that day would've taken place on the supposed-to-be a holy ground of an academia. According to aftermath statements from some survivors and witnesses, many experienced a strong disbelief even when they faced the terrorizing scene under their own eyes and fiercing sounds of ammunitions flying right by/penetrating through their bodies. One survivor from a German class in which the shooter entered and fired at students and a professor therein said, he couldn't still believe his own eyes until he felt one of his ears was penerated by a flying bullet and started to bleed, even then, he continued to imagine/think, the blood pouring down from his ear and the body on top of him felt like a ketup-like substance, just like the one used in any ordinary hollywood films.

In the amid of doomed chaos, still a reel of fortune or a destined path laid by a supernational being - or whatever it may be called - divided the fates of those therein. How ironic! Some survived by pretending dead when the shooter walked around nearby bodies of their friends, some survived by their prof holding off the door to prevent the shooter from entering the room, etc.

Among the stories from survivors, the most intriguing of all was regarding Liviu Librescu, a professor who survived the holocaust during WWII. Apparently, he gave up his life in order to secure more time for his students to flee from the scene. In a message by one of thousands of mourners for Dr. Librescu, an anonymous writer wrote that Dr. Librescu survived the holocaust and lived for sixty something more years only for this day (to sacrifice himself so as to save others).

It won't be much of anybody's surprise that he was thinking of, if he had any chance to think of anything then, the rampaged strikes reminded him much of events he would've experienced during the war as a holocaust victim and psychological debt he might hadtoward other Jew victims of the war who were not fortunate enough to survive through the dark tunnel of the time. And this caused him to decide to stand against the evil, once he feared and ran away from. There is not doubt that he was a brave man and was the one who shone us the light among the dark.

Now, talking about the dark side of the event, the shooter Choi, known as a Korean American immigrated when he was still a child. Most of those who had been acquainted with him at some point of their lives recalled him as a very introverted child who never bother to make an effort to engage with anybody, and more than that, even rather reluntant to do so. Trying to understand what would have been going through his mind at the time of massacre may be beyond our capability, obviously even his own family, according to the statement released by his sister, didn't notice the eerie darkness that has dwelled in him until the moment of the massacre. Well,,, whether those who knew him could've guessed the date of massacre coming or not may not be the most important issue here. The significance is there were people who thought something was snapped in him and his behaviors bazzed, sometimes even threatening, but decided to let him be there alone, knowing that he was not capable of dealing with the devil inside all alone.

Of course, the issues with gun-control in the US, and the NRA's role therein have been a great concern, and perhaps is the priority we need to talk about at this moment, but personally, I rather welcome that people make an effort to look inside of the shooter's psychological state and any social/cultural environments that may have influenced him, because hate crimes, which doers do not fear to take their own lives, do usually take more delicate and complicated origins than controlling tools of conducts, in this case, a 9-mm gun and another handgun Choi used.

An interesting point here occurred from observing the incident and its aftermath is the reaction from Korean government and people therein, not to mention of those from Koreans residing in the US. Korea's strong attachment to its fellow countrymen abroad has been well known dispite diplomatic misconducts of failing to protect them on an occasional basis. The case concerning Choi wasn't an exception and most Koreans expressed their sincere consolation to the US.

Articles from major daily newspapers in the US including the Washington Post and and the NYT repeated cleared that the shooting by an individual is nobody's responsibility. But it seemed that it was nation-wide heartfelt consolation from Korea that drew the condolation and a sort of redemption to other fellow Koreans in the US.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Interview on Korea's chief negotiator of the FTA with the US.

<์—ฐํ•ฉ์ธํ„ฐ๋ทฐ> ๊น€์ข…ํ›ˆ "ํ†ต์ƒ์กฐ์•ฝ, ๊ณต๋™์„ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ฃผ๊ถŒ์ผ๋ถ€ ์ ‘๋Š”๊ฒƒ"(์„œ์šธ=์—ฐํ•ฉ๋‰ด์Šค) ๊ฒฝ์ˆ˜ํ˜„ ๊ธฐ์ž = "ํ†ต์ƒ์กฐ์•ฝ์ด๋ž€ ๊ณต๋™์„ ์„ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ฃผ๊ถŒ์„ ์ผ๋ถ€ ์ ‘๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค"๊ด‘ํ™”๋ฌธ ์™ธ๊ตํ†ต์ƒ๋ถ€ ์ฒญ์‚ฌ์˜ ์ง‘๋ฌด์‹ค์—์„œ ๋งŒ๋‚œ ๊น€์ข…ํ›ˆ ํ•œ๋ฏธ ์ž์œ ๋ฌด์—ญํ˜‘์ •(FTA) ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์ธก ์ˆ˜์„๋Œ€ํ‘œ๋Š” ํˆฌ์ž์ž-๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฐ„ ์†Œ์†ก์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ํ•ฉ์˜๋ฅผ ๋‘๊ณ  ์ฃผ๊ถŒํฌ๊ธฐ๋‹ˆ ๋‚˜๋ผ๋ฅผ ๋‚ด์ฃผ์—ˆ๋‹ค๋Š๋‹ˆ, ์ผ๋ฐฉ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์†ํ•ด๋งŒ ๋ณธ ๋…์†Œ์กฐํ•ญ์ด๋ผ๋Š๋‹ˆ ํ•˜๋Š” ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ํŒŒ๋“ค์˜ ๋น„๋‚œ ํ‘œ์ ์ด ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋Œ€ํ•ด ๋‹ต๋‹ตํ•ดํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ํˆฌ์ž์ž๋ฅผ ๋ณดํ˜ธํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์™ธ๊ตญ๊ณผ์˜ ํ†ต์ƒํ˜‘์ƒ์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋„ ๋ฐ˜๋“œ์‹œ ์–ป์–ด์•ผํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ธ๋ฐ ์™œ ํˆฌ์ž์ž-๊ตญ๊ฐ€์†Œ์†ก์ด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์—๊ฒŒ๋งŒ ์ผ๋ฐฉ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋ถˆ๋ฆฌํ•˜๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ธ์ง€ ์ดํ•ดํ•˜๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๋‹ค๋Š” ํ‘œ์ •์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๊ณผ์˜ ํ˜‘์ƒ์€ ๋๋‚ฌ์ง€๋งŒ ๊น€ ์ˆ˜์„๋Œ€ํ‘œ๋Š” ์š”์ฆ˜๋„ ํ˜‘์ƒ๋•Œ์™€ ๋งˆ์ฐฌ๊ฐ€์ง€๋กœ ํ•˜๋ฃจ 24์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ๋น ๋“ฏํ•  ์ •๋„๋กœ ๋ถ„์ฃผํ•˜๋‹ค. ๊ตญํšŒ์— ์ฐธ์„ํ•ด ํ˜‘์ƒ ๊ฒฐ๊ณผ๋ฅผ ์„ค๋ช…ํ•˜๊ณ  ํ›„์†๋Œ€์ฑ… ๋งˆ๋ จ์„ ์œ„ํ•ด ๊ด€๋ จ ๋ถ€์ฒ˜๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚˜์•ผํ•˜๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. "์ง€๋‚œ ์ผ์š”์ผ์—๋Š” ๊ทธ๋ž˜๋„ ์ข€ ์žค๋Š”๋ฐ ๊ฐœ์šดํ•˜์ง€๊ฐ€ ์•Š๋„ค์š”" ์‘์ ‘ํ…Œ์ด๋ธ”์„ ๋งˆ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ฐ€๊นŒ์ด์—์„œ ๋ณธ ๊ทธ๋Š” ์˜จ๋ชธ์— ํ”ผ๊ณคํ•œ ๋ฌป์–ด๋‚ฌ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๊ณผ์˜ ํ”ผ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋ง‰ํŒ ๋งˆ๋ผํ†ค ํ˜‘์ƒ์ดํ›„ ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ์‰ฌ์ง€๋ฅผ ๋ชปํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ตญ๊ฐ€ ํ†ต์ƒ ์—ญ์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ์ƒˆ๋กœ ์“ด ํ•œ๋ฏธFTA๋ฅผ ์–ด๋ ต๊ฒŒ ํƒ€๊ฒฐํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๊ทธ๋ณด๋‹ค ๋” ํž˜๋“ค๋‹ค๋Š” ๋Œ€๋‚ดํ˜‘์ƒ(๊ตญ๋ฏผ์„ค๋“๊ณผ ๊ตญํšŒ ๋น„์ค€๋™์˜)์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฐ€์‹œ๋ฐญ๊ธธ์ด ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ๊น€ ์ˆ˜์„๋Œ€ํ‘œ๋Š” ์ž„๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ๋๋‚˜๋Š” 7์›”์ดํ›„์˜ ๊ฑฐ์ทจ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด "์™ธ๊ต๋ถ€๋Š” ์ˆœํ™˜๊ทผ๋ฌด๊ฐ€ ์›์น™์ธ๋ฐ๋‹ค ๋ณธ๋ถ€ ๊ทผ๋ฌด 3๋…„์ด ๋‹ค๋ผ๊ฐ€๋ฏ€๋กœ ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€ ์ง๋ถ„์„ ์ถฉ์‹คํžˆ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋ฐ๋กœ ๊ฐ€์•ผ์ง€ ๊ตญ๋‚ด์—์„œ๋งŒ ๊ทผ๋ฌดํ•ด์„œ์•ผ ๋˜๊ฒ ๋Š”๊ฐ€"๋ฉฐ ๋ฌด๊ฑฐ์šด ์ง์„ ๋ฒ—์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค๋Š” ์†๋‚ด๋ฅผ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ์ง€์•Š์•˜๋‹ค. -- 4์›”2์ผ(์›”์š”์ผ) ํƒ€๊ฒฐ ์ง์ „์— ๋‹ค๋…€์˜จ ๊ณณ์€ ์ฒญ์™€๋Œ€์˜€๋‚˜. ▲์ฒญ์™€๋Œ€๋Š” ์•„๋‹ˆ๊ณ  ๊ด‘ํ™”๋ฌธ์—์„œ ๋ช‡๋ช‡ ์žฅ๊ด€๋“ค์ด ๋ชจ์—ฌ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. --๋Œ์•„์˜ค๋ฉด์„œ ์ตœ์ข…์ ์œผ๋กœ ํ˜‘์ƒ์•ˆ์„ ๋ฐ›๊ฒ ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์— ํ†ต๋ณดํ•œ ์‹œ์ ์€. ▲๋‚ฎ 12์‹œ40๋ถ„์ฏค์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๋„ ๋‚˜๋ฆ„๋Œ€๋กœ ์ „์ „๊ธ๊ธํ•œ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ ํ–‰์ •๋ถ€์™€ ์˜ํšŒ์˜ ๋ฌธ์„œ์ˆ˜๋ฐœ ๋‹ด๋‹น์ž๊ฐ€ ๋‚ฎ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋Œ€๊ธฐํ•˜๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์‹œ๊ฐ ์ผ์š”์ผ ๋ฐค 11์‹œ40๋ถ„๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ ธ๋˜ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™๋‹ค. --๋‹น์ดˆ 3์›”31์ผ(ํ† ์š”์ผ) ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ 1์‹œ์˜€๋˜ ํ˜‘์ƒ ์‹œํ•œ์ด ์—ฐ์žฅ๋  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ์ง์ž‘์€ ์–ธ์ œ ํ–ˆ๋‚˜. ▲์ฒ˜์Œ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. 4์›”1์ผ ๋ฐค์— ๊ฒฝ์ œ ๊ด€๋ จ ์žฅ๊ด€ ํšŒ์˜์— ๊ฐ”๋”๋‹ˆ, 2์ผ ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ 1์‹œ ํƒ€๊ฒฐ์„ ์ „์ œ๋กœ ํ›„์†์ผ์ •์ด ์งœ์—ฌ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ์˜ค์ „ 11์‹œ๊นŒ์ง€ ํ˜‘์ƒ์ด ๊ณ„์†๋  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ณด๊ณ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ์•„์นจ์— ์ถœ๊ทผํ•ด ํƒ€๊ฒฐ ์†Œ์‹์ด ์—†๋”๋ผ๋„ ํ˜‘์ƒ์ค‘์ผํ…Œ๋‹ˆ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๊ถ๊ธˆํ•ดํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง๋ผ๋Š” ๋ง์”€๋„ ๋“œ๋ ธ๋‹ค. --๋†์—… ๋ถ„์•ผ๋Š” ์ฒ˜์Œ ์—ฐ์žฅ ๋•Œ ํ†ต๊ณ ๋ฐ›์ง€ ๋ชปํ•ด ํ† ์š”์ผ ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ 5์‹œ ๊ฐ€๊น๊ฒŒ ํ˜‘์ƒ์ด ์ง„ํ–‰๋๋Š”๋ฐ. ▲ํ˜‘์ƒ์€ ๋ฐฐ์งฑ ์‹ธ์›€์ด๋‹ค. ๋ถ„๊ณผ์žฅ๋“ค์€ ๋ณ„๋„์˜ ์ง€์‹œ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ์—ด์‹ฌํžˆ ํ•˜๋ผ๊ณ  ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋‹น์‹œ ๋†์—…, ์ž๋™์ฐจ, ์„ฌ์œ ๋Š” ์—ด์‹ฌํžˆ ํ˜‘์ƒํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ๋‹ค. ๋˜ ์˜์•ฝํ’ˆ, ํˆฌ์ž, ์ง€์žฌ๊ถŒ, ๊ธˆ์œต, ์„œ๋น„์Šค ๋“ฑ๋„ ๋ช‡๊ฐœ ์Ÿ์ ์ด ๋‚จ์•„ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. --ํ† ์š”์ผ ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ์— ํ˜‘์ƒ ์—ฐ์žฅ ๊ฐ€๋Šฅ์„ฑ์„ ๊ณต๊ฐœํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š์€ ์ด์œ ๋Š”. ▲ํ† ์š”์ผ ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ 1์‹œ์ฏค ์—ฐ์žฅ ๊ฐ€๋Šฅ์„ฑ์„ ๊ณต๊ฐœํ• ๊นŒ ์ƒ๊ฐ์€ ํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋ฉด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์˜ ์ƒ๊ฐ์ด ๋…ธ์ถœ๋  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํŒ๋‹จํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด 48์‹œ๊ฐ„ ์—ฐ์žฅ ์–˜๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊บผ๋‚ด์„œ ์•„์นจ์— ์—ฐ์žฅ์‚ฌ์‹ค์„ ๋ธŒ๋ฆฌํ•‘ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. --์žฅ๊ด€๊ธ‰์—์„œ ๋‹ค๋ฃฌ ํŒจํ‚ค์ง€ ํ˜‘์ƒ ๋Œ€์ƒ์€. ▲์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ํ๋ฅธ ๋’ค ์–˜๊ธฐํ•˜์ž. ๋ฐฉ์‹์€ ์žฅ๊ด€๊ธ‰์œผ๋กœ ์˜ฌ๋ผ์˜จ ์ƒํƒœ์—์„œ ์„œ๋กœ ์˜๊ฒฌ์„ ์ขํžˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. --๋ง‰ํŒ ํ˜‘์ƒ์ „ 2์ฐจ๋ก€์˜ ๊ณ ๋น„๋Š”. ▲์˜์•ฝํ’ˆ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๋…ผ์˜๊ฐ€ ์ค‘๋‹จ๋œ 2์ฐจ ํ˜‘์ƒ ๋•Œ์™€ ์—ฐ๋ง์— ๋ฌด์—ญ๊ตฌ์ œ ๋ถ„์•ผ์—์„œ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด ๋ฒ•๋ฅ  ๊ฐœ์ •์€ ์•ˆ๋œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ†ต๋ณดํ–ˆ๋˜ ๋•Œ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋˜๋ฉด ๋˜๋Š”๋Œ€๋กœ ์•ˆ ๋˜๋ฉด ์•ˆ๋˜๋Š” ๋Œ€๋กœ ๊ฐ’์„ ํ‚ค์›Œ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๊ฒƒํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ตํ™˜ํ•  ์ƒ๊ฐ์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ๊ตญํšŒ์— ์‚ด์ง ๋ณด๊ณ ํ–ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋ฌธ๊ฑด์ด ์œ ์ถœ๋๋‹ค. ๊ฒฐ๊ณผ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณด๋ฉด ๋ฌด์—ญ๊ตฌ์ œ์™€ ์˜์•ฝํ’ˆ ๋ถ„์•ผ์˜ ์ตœ์ €๊ฐ€ ๋ณด์žฅ, ํˆฌ์ž์ž-๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฐ„ ์†Œ์†ก์ œ(ISD) ๊ฐ„์ ‘์ˆ˜์šฉ์—์„œ ๋ถ€๋™์‚ฐ.์กฐ์„ธ ์ œ์™ธ ๋“ฑ์œผ๋กœ ํ•ด์„œ ์ข€ ๋งž์ท„๋‹ค. (์ด ๋ถ€๋ถ„์—์„œ ๊ทธ์˜ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค์†Œ ์ปค์กŒ๋‹ค) ISD๋Š” ์™œ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•ดํ•˜๋Š”์ง€ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋‹ค. ๊ตญ๊ฐ€์ฃผ๊ถŒ์„ ๋‚ด์ค€ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ์ฃผ์žฅ์€ ์ดํ•ด๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”๋‹ค. ์„ธ๊ณ„๋ฌด์—ญ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ(WTO) ๊ฐ™์€ ๋‹ค์ž๊ฐ„ ํ†ต์ƒ์กฐ์•ฝ๋„ ๊ณต๋™์„ ์„ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ฃผ๊ถŒ์„ ์ผ๋ถ€ ์ ‘๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. --ํ•œ๋•์ˆ˜ ์ด๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋น ๋ฅด๋ฉด ๋‚ด์ฃผ์ค‘ ํ˜‘์ƒ์›๋ฌธ์„ ๊ณต๊ฐœํ•˜๊ฒ ๋‹ค๋Š” ์˜์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ๋ฐํ˜”๋Š”๋ฐ. ▲๋ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋ฉด ๋ณด์—ฌ์ค„ ์ˆ˜๋Š” ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ๋ณด์•ˆ์ด ์ง€์ผœ์ ธ์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋˜ ๋ฌธ๊ตฌ ์กฐ์ •์ด๋‚˜ ๋ฒ•๋ฅ  ๊ฒ€ํ† ๊ณผ์ •์—์„œ ๋ฐ”๋€” ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„ ์ „์ œํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋‚˜์ค‘์— ๋ฐ”๋€Œ์—ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋…ผ๋ž€์ด ๋˜๋ฉด ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค. (FTA ๋น„ํŒ์ž๋“ค์ด)๋ฌด์—‡์„ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ˆจ๊ธด๋‹ค๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋Š”์ง€ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋‹ค. (์ง€๋‚œ 4์ผ ๋ฐฐํฌํ•œ ์„ธ๋ถ€ํ˜‘์ƒ ์ž๋ฃŒ๋ฅผ ๋“ค์ถ”๋ฉด์„œ) ์ž ๋ด๋ผ. ์œ ์ „์ž๋ณ€ํ˜•์œ ๊ธฐ์ฒด(LMO) ๊ธฐ์ˆ ํ˜‘์˜, ์Šค๋ƒ…๋ฐฑ ์ด๋Ÿฐ ๊ฒƒ์ด (๋ฐฐํฌ์ž๋ฃŒ์—) ๋‹ค ๋“ค์–ด์žˆ๋‹ค. --์˜์‹ฌ์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ๋ณด๋ฉด ๊ทธ๋Ÿด ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์ง€ ์•Š๋‚˜. ▲์ด๋ฏธ ๋‹ค ๊ณต๊ฐœํ•˜๊ฒ ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๊ตญํšŒ์—์„œ ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋‹ค์Œ์ฃผ์— ๊ณต๊ฐœํ•˜๋ฉด ๊ด€์„ธ์–‘ํ—ˆํ‘œ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์€ ์˜คํƒ€ ๋ฌธ์ œ ๋“ฑ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ˆซ์ž๋ฅผ ์ผ์ผ์ด ๋‹ค ํ™•์ธํ•ด์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ ๋‚˜์ค‘์— ๋‹ฌ๋ผ์กŒ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ• ๊นŒ๋ด ๊ฑฑ์ •๋œ๋‹ค. ํ•ด๋ณด๊ธด ํ•˜๊ฒ ๋Š”๋ฐ ์ฐธ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฑฑ์ •์ด๋‹ค. --์ „๋ฌธ์ง ๋น„์ž์ฟผํ„ฐ๋ฅผ ๋”ฐ๋‚ด๋Š” ์ž‘์—…์€▲๋ฏธ ์˜ํšŒ๋ฅผ ์ƒ๋Œ€๋กœ ํ•œ ์ •์ง€์ž‘์—…์€ ์˜ค๋ž˜์ „๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ํ•ด์™”๋‹ค. 6์›”30์ผ ์ฒด๊ฒฐ๋˜๋ฉด ํ˜ธ์ฃผ๊ฐ€ ํ–ˆ๋˜ ์‹์œผ๋กœ ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์žฅ๋‹ดํ•  ์ˆ˜๋Š” ์—†์ง€๋งŒ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ณธ๋‹ค. --๋น„์ž ์œ ํ˜•์€. ▲ํ˜ธ์ฃผ๋Š” ์ƒˆ๋กœ ๋งŒ๋“  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ฒด๋ฅ˜์ƒ์˜ ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€์ง€ ํŽธ์˜๋ฅผ ๋ˆ„๋ฆด ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์นดํ…Œ๊ณ ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ๋ฐ›๊ณ ์ž ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ชฉํ‘œ๋‹ค. ๋ณ„๋„์˜ ์นดํ…Œ๊ณ ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด์•ผ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์ฟผํ„ฐ๋Š” ํ˜ธ์ฃผ๋ณด๋‹ค๋Š” ๋งŽ์•„์•ผ ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. --๋…ธ๋™๋ถ„์•ผ ๋“ฑ ์ถ”๊ฐ€ ํ˜‘์ƒ ๊ฐ€๋Šฅ์„ฑ์ด ๊ฑฐ๋ก ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ. ▲๋ฏธ๊ตญ ๋ฏผ์ฃผ๋‹น์ด ๋‹ค์ˆ˜์„์„ ์ฐจ์ง€ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ํ–‰์ •๋ถ€๋„ ๊ณคํ˜น์Šค๋Ÿฌ์šด ์ž…์žฅ์ด๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๋„ ๊ตญ์ œ๋…ธ๋™๊ธฐ๊ตฌ(ILO) ๊ธฐ์ค€์„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ์ถฉ์กฑํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋ฏผ์ฃผ๋‹น์€ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๋‹ค๋ฉด ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๋ฒ•์„ ๊ณ ์น˜๋ผ๋Š” ์ž…์žฅ์ด์ง€๋งŒ ํ•ฉ์˜๊ฐ€ ๋„์ถœ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค. ๊ฐ€์„ค์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋ฏธ ํ–‰์ •๋ถ€์™€ ์˜ํšŒ๊ฐ€ ํ•ฉ์˜๋ฅผ ์ด๋ฃฌ๋‹ค๋ฉด ๋‹ค์‹œ ํ˜‘์ƒํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒ ๋Š๋ƒ๋Š” ์–˜๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜์˜ฌ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๊ฒ ์ง€๋งŒ ๋ถˆํ™•์‹คํ•œ ์ƒํ™ฉ์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ๋งํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ ์ž์ฒด๊ฐ€ ๋ถ€์ ์ ˆํ•˜๋‹ค. ๋ง‰ํŒ ํ˜‘์ƒ๋•Œ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์ผ์ด ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ ์˜์‚ฌ๋„ ์ด๋ฏธ ๊ฐ•ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ํ‘œ๋ช…ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. --ํ•œ๋ฐ˜๋„์—ญ์™ธ๊ฐ€๊ณต์ง€์—ญ(OPZ)์œ„์›ํšŒ ์•„์ด๋””์–ด๋Š” ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋‚˜์™”๋‚˜. ▲์—ญ์™ธ๊ฐ€๊ณต์ด ๋‹น์žฅ๋˜๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ์ง€๋งŒ ํ˜„์‹ค์ ์œผ๋กœ ์‰ฝ์ง€ ์•Š๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๋ถ๊ด€๊ณ„, ๋ถํ•ต๋ฌธ์ œ, ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์˜ ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๊ด€๋ จ๋ฒ•, ์ ์„ฑ๊ตญ๊ต์—ญ๋ฒ• ๋“ฑ์„ ๋ด๋ผ. ํ˜‘์ •๋ฌธ์—์„œ ์ผ๊ฑฐ์— (๋ฌธ์ œ๋ฅผ) ํ•ด์†Œ, ๊ฐœ์„ฑ๊ณต๋‹จ ์ œํ’ˆ์ด ํ˜‘์ • ๋ฐœํšจํ›„ ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์œผ๋กœ ์‹ค๋ ค๋‚˜๊ฐ€๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„ ๋ชฉํ‘œ๋กœ ์‚ผ๊ธฐ๋Š” ํž˜๋“ค๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ ‡๋‹ค๋ฉด ๊ทธ๊ฒƒ์„ ์œ„ํ•œ ๊ฐ€๋Šฅ์„ฑ์„ ์—ด์–ด๋†”์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ, ์ผ๋‹จ ์—ญ์™ธ๊ฐ€๊ณต ์ง€์—ญ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ์›์น™์— ํ•ฉ์˜ํ•˜๊ณ  ์ด๋ฅผ ๊ตฌํ˜„ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•œ ์œ„์›ํšŒ๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ์ ์ฐจ ํ˜‘์˜ํ•˜์ž๋Š” ์ชฝ์œผ๋กœ ์ •๋ถ€ ๋‚ด๋ถ€์—์„œ ์˜ฌํ•ด๋“ค์–ด ์ข€ ๋…ผ์˜๊ฐ€ ๋๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๊ฒƒ ์ž์ฒด๋„ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด ์‘ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์‰ฝ์ง€ ์•Š์„ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ดค๋‹ค. ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰ ํ˜‘์ƒ ์•ž๋‘๊ณ  ๋ฏธ์ธก์— ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ฌธ์•ˆ์„ ๋˜์กŒ๊ณ  ์ €์ชฝ์—์„œ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ๊ทธ๋Œ€๋กœ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ฌธ์•ˆ์„ ๋ฐ›์•˜๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ์ธก์ด ์ข€ ๋” ์ถ”๊ฐ€ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€ ๋ฌธ์•ˆ์„ ๋„ฃ์–ด ์ˆ˜์ •์•ˆ์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค๊ธฐ๋Š” ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ํ˜‘์˜ ๊ณผ์ •์—์„œ ๋Š๋‚€ ์ ์€ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๋„ 6์žํšŒ๋‹ด ๋“ฑ ๋™ํ–ฅ์„ ๊ธ์ •์ ์œผ๋กœ ํ‰๊ฐ€ํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๋ชจ๋ฉ˜ํ…€์„ ๊ณ„์† ์‚ด๋ ค๊ฐ€๋ ค ํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์›์น™์€ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ํ•˜๋˜ ํ•„์š”ํ•œ ์กฐ๊ฑด๋“ค์€ ํ˜‘์˜ํ•ด ๋‚˜๊ฐ€์ž๊ณ  ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์€ ์ ์ ˆํžˆ ์ ˆ์ถฉ๋œ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™๋‹ค. --์˜๋ฌธ ๋ช…์นญ์—๋„ ํ•œ๋ฐ˜๋„๊ฐ€ ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€๋‚˜. ▲"COMMITTEE ON OUTWARD PROCESSING ZONE ON KOREA PENINSULA"๋กœ ๋ผ์žˆ๋‹ค. --์ด์ต์˜ ๊ท ํ˜•์„ ๋งž์ท„๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ ์ •๋ถ€๋‚ด์—์„œ ํ‰๊ฐ€๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•์ด ์žˆ๋‚˜. ▲๊ฒฝ์ œ์™€ ํ†ต์ƒ์€ ๋‹ค๋ฅด๋‹ค. ๊ฒฝ์ œํ•™์ž๋“ค์€ ๊ฐœ๋ฐฉ์€ ๊ฐœ๋ฐฉ์ž์ฒด๋กœ, ๊ต์—ญ์€ ๊ต์—ญ์ž์ฒด๋กœ ์ข‹๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ ํ†ต์ƒ์€ ๊ฒฝ์ œ+์ •์น˜๋‹ค. ํ†ต์ƒ์€ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€์„œ ๊ทธ ํ’ˆ๋ชฉ์— ๊ด€์‹ฌ์žˆ๋Š” ์—…๊ณ„์— ํ• ๋ง์ด ์žˆ์–ด์•ผ ๋œ๋‹ค. `์ด๊ฑด ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋ฐ›์•˜์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค'๋ผ๊ณ  ๋งํ•  ๊ฒŒ ์žˆ๊ณ  `์ €์ชฝ๋„ ์ฑ™๊ฒผ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค'๋ผ๊ณ  ๋งํ•  ๊ฒŒ ์žˆ์–ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. --์›ฌ๋”” ์ปคํ‹€๋Ÿฌ ๋ฏธ์ธก ๋Œ€ํ‘œ์™€ ํ˜‘์ƒ ํƒ€๊ฒฐ ๋’ค ํ†ตํ™”๋Š” ํ–ˆ๋‚˜. ▲๋‘๋ฒˆ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋น„์ค€๋„ ๋‚จ์•„์žˆ๊ณ  ํ•˜๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ์„œ๋กœ ๋ฐœ์–ธ์„ ์กฐ์‹ฌํ•  ํ•„์š”๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ์–˜๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋‚˜๋ˆด๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๋ฐ”๋กœ ์ •์น˜์˜์—ญ์ด๋‹ค. --์–‘์ธก ํ˜‘์ƒ๋‹จ ๋ชจ๋‘ ๋ช…๋ถ„์„ ์–ป์€ ๊ฒƒ์ธ๊ฐ€. ▲๊ตณ์ด ๋งํ•˜์ž๋ฉด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ž…์žฅ์—์„œ ๊ณต์‚ฐํ’ˆ์€ 94%๊นŒ์ง€ ์กฐ๊ธฐ์ฒ ํ ๋์œผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋ˆ์ด ๋œ๋‹ค. ๋†์—…์€ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์„ ๋ฐฉํ–ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์€ ์‹œ์žฅ์ ‘๊ทผ์—์„œ ๋งŽ์ด ๊ฐœ์„ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ณผ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์€ ์ œ๋„๊ฐœ์„  ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ํˆฌ๋ช…์„ฑ, ์ดํ•ด๊ด€๊ณ„์ž์˜ ์˜๊ฒฌ์ œ์ถœ ๊ธฐํšŒ, ๋™์˜๋ช…๋ น์ œ, ๊ณ ์‹œ๋‚˜ ๊ธฐ์ˆ ํ‘œ์ค€ ์ œ์ •์ ˆ์ฐจ์˜ ํˆฌ๋ช…์„ฑ ๋“ฑ์— ๊ด€์‹ฌ์ด ๋งŽ์•˜๋‹ค. ์ด๋“ค ๋‚ด์šฉ์€ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด ๋ฐ›์•„๊ฐ”๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์ง€๋งŒ, ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋„ ์–ด์ฐจํ”ผ ๊ทธ์ชฝ ๋ฐฉํ–ฅ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐˆ ํ•„์š”๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. --์ž๋™์ฐจ ๋ถ„์•ผ ์Šค๋ƒ…๋ฐฑ๊ณผ ์‹ ์†๋ถ„์Ÿ์ฒ˜๋ฆฌ์ ˆ์ฐจ๋Š” ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด ์ œ์‹œํ•œ ์•„์ด๋””์–ด์˜€๋‚˜. ▲๊ทธ๋ ‡๋‹ค. ์ž๋™์ฐจ ๋ถ„์•ผ์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์‹œ์žฅ์ ‘๊ทผ์„, ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์€ ๋น„๊ด€์„ธ ์žฅ๋ฒฝ ๊ฐœ์„ ์„ ์š”๊ตฌํ–ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋ฏธ ์˜ํšŒ๋Š” ์•ฝ์†์ด ์ง€์ผœ์งˆ์ง€ ๋ณด์žฅ๋ฐ›๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค๋Š” ์‹œ๊ฐ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. FTA๋ฅผ ์ฒด๊ฒฐํ•˜๋ ค๋ฉด ์ƒ๋Œ€ํŽธ์˜ ์š”๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ์„œ๋กœ ์ˆ˜์šฉํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋ถˆ์พŒํ•œ ์ƒ๊ฐ๋„ ๋“ค์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ์‹œ์žฅ์ ‘๊ทผ์€ ์‹ค๋ฆฌ ๋ฌธ์ œ์ด๊ณ  ๋ฏธ๊ตญ ์š”๊ตฌ๋Š” ๋ช…๋ถ„์ด์–ด์„œ ๋ช…๋ถ„์€ ์ฃผ๊ณ  ์‹ค๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์ฑ™๊ธด๋‹ค๋Š” ์ƒ๊ฐ์œผ๋กœ ๋ฐ›์•„๋“ค์˜€๋‹ค. --์–€ํฌ์›Œ๋“œ ์˜ˆ์™ธํ’ˆ๋ชฉ์ˆ˜๋Š” ▲๋‚จ์„ฑ์šฉ ์…”์ธ  ๋“ฑ ๊ด€์„ธ๋ถ„๋ฅ˜ ์ฝ”๋“œ(HS10๋‹จ์œ„)๋กœ ํ•˜๋ฉด 33๊ฐœ๋‹ค. ์ง€๋‚œ 3๋…„ ํ‰๊ท  1์–ต3์ฒœ๋งŒ๋‹ฌ๋Ÿฌ ์ˆ˜์ถœ๋œ ํ’ˆ๋ชฉ์ด๋‹ค. ๊ทธ ๋‹ค์Œ์— ๊ด€์„ธํŠนํ˜œํ• ๋‹น(TPL)์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ๊ณผ ํ•œ๊ตญ์—์„œ ์›์‚ฌ ๊ณต๊ธ‰์ด ๋ถ€์กฑํ•œ ์ค‘๊ฐ„ํˆฌ์ž…์žฌ๋กœ ๋งŒ๋“  ์™„์ œํ’ˆ์€ ์›์‚ฌ๊ธฐ์ค€ ์˜ˆ์™ธ๋‹ค. ๊ธˆ์•ก์œผ๋กœ๋Š” ๋Œ€์ฒด๋กœ 3์–ต๋‹ฌ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€ ์ข€ ๋„˜๋Š”๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์—…๊ณ„๊ฐ€ ์ ๊ทน ํ™œ์šฉํ•˜๋ฉด ์ž ์žฌ๋ ฅ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. --ํ•œ๋ฏธFTA์— ๋”ฐ๋ผ ๊ฐœ์ •ํ•ด์•ผํ•  ๊ตญ๋‚ด ๋ฒ•๋ฅ ์€. ▲์ง€๊ธˆ ๋ถ€์ฒ˜๋ณ„๋กœ ์ง‘๊ณ„ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋†์—… ๋“ฑ 4๊ฐœ ๋ถ„์•ผ๋Š” ๋œ ๋๋‚ฌ๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋จธ์ง€ 15๊ฐœ ๋ถ„์•ผ ์ง‘๊ณ„ ๊ฒฐ๊ณผ๋งŒ ๋ณด๋ฉด 15๊ฐœ ์•ˆํŒŽ์˜ ๋ฒ•๋ฅ  ๊ฐœ์ •์ด ํ•„์š”ํ•˜๋‹ค. ์ „์ฒด์ ์œผ๋กœ 20๊ฐœ์•ˆํŒŽ์ด์ง€ ์•Š์„๊นŒ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ณ„์† ์ง‘๊ณ„ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๊ณ ์‹œ๋‚˜ ์‹œํ–‰๋ น ๋“ฑ์€ 15๊ฐœ๋‚˜ 20๊ฐœ์ •๋„์ด๋‹ˆ, ์ด ๊ฒƒ๊นŒ์ง€ ๋‹ค ํ•ฉ์น˜๋ฉด 40๊ฐœ ์ •๋„๋‹ค. --๋ฒ•๋ฅ  ๊ฐœ์ • ๋ถ€๋‹ด์€ ๋‹น์ดˆ ์˜ˆ์ƒ๋ณด๋‹ค ๋œํ•œ ์ˆ˜์ค€์ธ๋ฐ. ▲๋ฒ•๋ฅ ์„ ๊ณ ์ณ์•ผ ํ•˜๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ์–ด์ฐŒ๋๋“  ๋ถ€๋‹ด์€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๊ณ ์น  ๊ฒƒ์€ ๊ณ ์ณ์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. --๋ฏธ๊ตญ๋„ ๋ฌผํ’ˆ์ˆ˜์ˆ˜๋ฃŒ ๋ฉด์ œ๋Š” ๋ฒ•๋ฅ  ๊ฐœ์ •์‚ฌํ•ญ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ๋“ค์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ. ▲๊ทธ๋ ‡๋‹ค. ๋˜ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์ด ์ง€๋ฆฌ์  ํ‘œ์‹œ ํŠน๋ณ„์ทจ๊ธ‰ ํ’ˆ๋ชฉ์œผ๋กœ ๋“ค๊ณ ๋‚˜์™€ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋„ ์•ˆ๋™์†Œ์ฃผ ๋“ฑ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ฐ›์•„์ณ์„œ ํ•ฉ์˜๋๊ณ  ์ด๋Š” ์‹œํ–‰๋ น ๊ฐœ์ •์‚ฌํ•ญ์ธ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์•ˆ๋‹ค. (์—ฌ๊ธฐ์„œ ๊ณต์‹์ ์ธ ์งˆ๋ฌธ์€ ๋๋‚˜๊ณ  ๊ฐ€๋ณ๊ฒŒ ๊ฐœ์ธ์ ์ธ ์–˜๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฌผ์—ˆ๋‹ค)--์ˆ˜์„๋Œ€ํ‘œ ์ง€์œ„๋Š” ์–ธ์ œ๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ฐ€๋‚˜. ▲์ž‘๋…„ 2์›”์— ๋ฐœ๋ น๋ฐ›์„ ๋•Œ 7์›”1์ผ๊นŒ์ง€๋กœ ๋ผ ์žˆ๋‹ค. 6์›”๋ง ์ฒด๊ฒฐ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€๋‹ค. --๊ตญํšŒ ๋น„์ค€ ๋™์˜ ๊ณผ์ •์—์„œ ํ˜‘์ƒ ๋‹น์‚ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ๋ถ€๋ฅด์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒ ๋‚˜. ▲๋น„์ค€์€ ๋ฒ” ์ •๋ถ€ ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋น„์ค€์€ ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋ณด๋ฉด ์ •์น˜ํ–‰์œ„๋‹ค. ํ˜‘์ƒ ์ˆ˜์„๋Œ€ํ‘œ๋ณด๊ณ  ์ฑ…์ž„์ง€๋ผ๊ณ  ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์€ ์ข€ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๋‹ค. --๊ทธ๋Ÿผ 7์›”์ดํ›„์—๋Š” ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋‚˜. ▲์™ธ๊ต๋ถ€์˜ ์›์น™์ด ์ˆœํ™˜๊ทผ๋ฌด๋‹ค. ์˜ฌ ๊ฐ€์„์—๋„ ๋‚ด๋…„ ๋ด„์—๋„ ์ธ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์„ ๊ฒƒ์ด๊ณ  ๋ณธ๋ถ€ ๊ทผ๋ฌด 3๋…„์ด ๋‹ค ๋ผ๊ฐ€๋ฏ€๋กœ ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€ ์ง๋ถ„์„ ์ถฉ์‹คํžˆ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋ฐ๋กœ ๊ฐ€์•ผ์ง€ ๊ตญ๋‚ด์—์„œ๋งŒ ๊ทผ๋ฌดํ•ด์„œ์•ผ ๋˜๊ฒ ๋Š”๊ฐ€. ์ง€๋‚˜๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋•Œ๋•Œ๋กœ ์–ด๋ ค์šด ๊ณ ๋น„๋„ ์žˆ์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๋ณด๋žŒ๋„ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์˜ˆ์ „์— ๋ถ„๊ณผ์žฅ ๋ฐ ๋ถ„๊ณผ์›๋“ค๊ณผ ์šฉ์ธ์— ๋ชจ์—ฌ ์›Œํฌ์ˆ์„ ํ•  ๋•Œ ์ธ์ƒ์—์„œ ์œ ์ผํ•œ ๊ธฐํšŒ์ด๋‹ˆ ์ „๋ ฅํˆฌ๊ตฌํ•˜์ž๊ณ  ๋งํ•œ ์ ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ €๋Š” ์žฅ๋‹จ๊ธฐ ์ด์ต์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ์ฃผํŒ์•Œ์„ ํŠ•๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ๋„ ์ค‘์š”ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๊ฐœ๋ฐฉ๊ณผ ๊ณต์ •ํ•œ ๊ฒฝ์Ÿ์˜ ๋ฐฉํ–ฅ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ„๋‹ค๋Š” ๋ฉ”์‹œ์ง€๊ฐ€ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ๋“ค์—๊ฒŒ ์ „๋‹ฌ๋œ๊ฒŒ ๋” ์ค‘์š”ํ•˜๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•œ๋‹ค. evan@yna.co.kr

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Korean German Exiled Professor Song, the Aftermath.

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2003๋…„ 9์›”22์ผ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋‹ค์Œํ•ด 8์›”5์ผ๊นŒ์ง€ ํ•œ๊ตญ์— ๋จธ๋ฌธ 10๋‹ฌ์—ฌ ๋™์•ˆ(๊ทธ์ค‘ 9๋‹ฌ์„ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๋ณด์•ˆ๋ฒ• ์œ„๋ฐ˜ ํ˜์˜๋กœ ์„œ์šธ๊ตฌ์น˜์†Œ์—์„œ ๋ณด๋ƒˆ๋‹ค) ๋ณด์ˆ˜-์ง„๋ณด ๋“ฑ ์„ธ๋ ฅ๊ฐˆ๋“ฑ์˜ ์ง„์›์ง€์˜€๋˜ ์žฌ๋… ํ•™์ž ์†ก๋‘์œจ ๊ต์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด ์ดํ›„ ์ฒ˜์Œ์œผ๋กœ ๋‹น์‹œ๋ฅผ ๋˜๋Œ์•„๋ณด๋Š” ์ฑ… <๋ฏธ์™„์˜ ๊ท€ํ–ฅ๊ณผ ๊ทธ ์ดํ›„>(ํ›„๋งˆ๋‹ˆํƒ€์Šค)๋ฅผ ๋ƒˆ๋‹ค. <๊ฒฝ๊ณ„์ธ์˜ ์‚ฌ์ƒ‰>์„ ๋‚ธ ๋’ค 5๋…„๊ฐ„์˜ ๊ณต๋ฐฑ ๋์— ๋‚˜์™”๋‹ค.
๊ทธ๋Š” ์„œ๋ฌธ์—์„œ ๋‹น์‹œ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๊ธฐ์–ต์„ “ํ•„์ž ์ž์‹ ์˜ ๊ฒƒ์ด๊ธฐ๋Š” ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋™์‹œ์— ๋‹น์‹œ ํ•œ๊ตญ์‚ฌํšŒ๊ฐ€ ๊ฒฝํ—˜ํ–ˆ๋˜ ‘์ง‘๋‹จ์  ๊ธฐ์–ต’”์œผ๋กœ ์ž๋ฆฌ๋งค๊น€ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ “๋•Œ๋กœ๋Š” ์žŠ์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€ ๊ธฐ์–ต์ด์ง€๋งŒ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์‚ด๋ ค๋‚ด ๋ฐ˜์„ฑ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๊ณ ์ฐฐํ•˜๊ณ  ๋˜ ์ด๋ฅผ (ํ•œ๊ตญ์‚ฌํšŒ์™€) ๊ณต์œ ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•  ์˜๋ฌด๋ฅผ ๋Š๊ปด์™”๋‹ค”๋ฉฐ ์ง‘ํ•„ ๋™๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐํ˜”๋‹ค. ์ด๋Š” ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ “๊ด‘๊ธฐ์™€ ํญ๋ ฅ์ด ๋‚œ๋ฌดํ–ˆ๋˜” ์ƒํ™ฉ์œผ๋กœ ํŒŒ์•…ํ•˜๋Š” ๋‹น์‹œ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์„ ํ•œ๊ตญ์‚ฌํšŒ๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด๋„ ์‰ฝ๊ฒŒ ๋‹น์‹œ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์„ ๋ง๊ฐํ•ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฐ ์ฑ„ ์•„๋ฌด๋Ÿฐ ์ƒ์‚ฐ์  ๊ตํ›ˆ๋„ ์–ป์–ด๋‚ด์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋ฌธ์ œ์˜์‹์˜ ์—ฐ์žฅ์ด๋ฉฐ, ๊ทธ๊ฒƒ์€ ์ด ์ฑ… ๊ธฐํš์ž์˜ ์ฐฉ์•ˆ์ ์ด๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•˜๋‹ค.
2003๋…„ 9์›”22์ผ, 36๋…„ 2๊ฐœ์›” ๋งŒ์— ๊ณ ํ–ฅ๋•…์„ ๋ฐŸ์€ ์†ก ๊ต์ˆ˜๋Š” ํ•œ๋‹ฌ ๋’ค์ธ 10์›”22์ผ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋‹ค์Œํ•ด 7์›”21์ผ๊นŒ์ง€ ์„œ์šธ๊ตฌ์น˜์†Œ ๋…๋ฐฉ์— ๊ฐ๊ธˆ๋‹นํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ์ฑ…์€ ์ด๋•Œ์˜ ๋ถˆํŽธํ–ˆ๋˜ ๊ธฐ์–ต์„ ์‹ค๋ช…๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ฑฐ๋ก ํ•˜๋ฉฐ ๊ตฌ์ฒด์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋”๋“ฌ๋Š”๋‹ค. “๋…์ผ ์˜์‚ฌ๋Š” (์„œ์šธ๊ตฌ์น˜์†Œ๊ฐ€) ์ˆ˜๊ฐ์ค‘์ธ ๋ฏธ๊ตฐ ๋ณ‘์‚ฌ์—๊ฒŒ๋Š” ์ฑ…์ƒ์€ ๋ฌผ๋ก  ์นจ๋Œ€์™€ ๋ƒ‰์žฅ๊ณ  ์‹œ์„ค๊นŒ์ง€ ํ—ˆ์šฉํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ์ €์ˆ ์ด ๋ณธ์—…์ธ ๋…์ผ๋Œ€ํ•™์˜ (์†ก)๊ต์ˆ˜์—๊ฒŒ ์ตœ์†Œํ•œ์˜ ํŽธ์˜๋„ ์ œ๊ณตํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ์ด์œ ๊ฐ€ ๋ฌด์—‡์ด๋ƒ๊ณ  ํ•ญ์˜ํ–ˆ๋‹ค.”
๊ทธ๋Š” ๋‹น์‹œ ์œ ๋ ฅ์ง€๋“ค์ด ๋ฌด์ฑ…์ž„ํ•œ ๋ณด๋„๋ฅผ ์ผ์‚ผ์•˜๋‹ค๋ฉฐ ํ•œ๋งˆ๋””๋กœ “์ฉ์€ ๋‚ด ๋‚˜๋Š” ์‹ ๋ฌธ๋“ค”์ด๋ผ ์งˆํƒ€ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ฒ€์ฐฐ๊ณผ ๋ฒ•์›์˜ ๊ถŒ์œ„์ฃผ์˜๋„ ๊ทธ์—๊ฒ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ํž˜๋“ค๊ณ  ๋‚ฏ์„  ํ’๊ฒฝ์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค. “๋„์ฃผ๋‚˜ ์žํ•ด์˜ ์œ„ํ—˜์ด ์—†๋Š”๋ฐ๋„ ์ˆ˜๊ฐ‘๋งŒ ์ฑ„์šด ๊ฒƒ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ํฌ์Šน์— ๋ฌถ์ธ ์ƒํƒœ์—์„œ ์กฐ์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›์•„์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ณต๊ฐ„์ด๋‹ค.” “…๊ทธ๋“ค(๊ณต์•ˆ๊ฒ€์‚ฌ๋“ค)์˜ ํŠน๊ถŒ์˜์‹์€ ์ข€ ์œ ๋ณ„๋‚œ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋‹ค.” “๋ฌด์—‡๋ณด๋‹ค๋„ ๊ฒ€์‚ฌ๋“ค์˜ ์ˆ˜์ค€์— ๋†€๋ผ์ง€ ์•Š์„ ์ˆ˜ ์—†์—ˆ์–ด์š”. ๊ทธ๋“ค์ด ๋ณด๋Š” ์„ธ์ƒ์€ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋‹จ์ˆœํ•  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด์š”. ‘์•„์ง๋„ ๊น€์ผ์„ฑ์„ ์กด๊ฒฝํ•˜๋Š๋ƒ’๋Š” ์งˆ๋ฌธ์„ ํ•ด๋Œ€์งˆ ์•Š๋‚˜, ๊ณ„์† ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์‹์˜ ์ทจ์กฐ์˜€์–ด์š”.”
์†ก ๊ต์ˆ˜๋Š” ๋…์ผ ํ˜„์ง€์—์„œ ์ง„ํ–‰ํ•œ ๋ฐ•์ƒํ›ˆ ํ›„๋งˆ๋‹ˆํƒ€์Šค ์ฃผ๊ฐ„, ๊น€์šฉ์šด ๊ธฐํš์œ„์›๊ณผ์˜ ๋Œ€๋‹ด์—์„œ, ์•ˆ์ „๋ณด์žฅ ํ™•์ธ๋„ ์—†์ด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๊ท€๊ตญํ–ˆ๋Š๋ƒ๋Š” ์งˆ๋ฌธ์—, “๋– ๋‚  ๋•Œ๋Š” (๊ตฌ์† ๋”ฐ์œ„๋Š”) ์ „ํ˜€ ์ƒ์ƒํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†์—ˆ๋‹ค”๋ฉด์„œ ๊ตญ์ •์›์— ์ง์ ‘ ๊ฐ€์„œ ์กฐ์‚ฌ๋ฐ›๊ธฐ๋กœ ์•ฝ์†ํ•œ ๋ฐ”๋„ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ์–˜๊ธฐ๋„ ์‚ฌ์ „์— ๋“ค์€ ๋ฐ”๋„ ์ „ํ˜€ ์—†๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋งํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ์„ ์ฒ˜๋ฅผ ํ˜ธ์†Œํ•œ ์ž์„ฑ์˜ ๊ธ€์„ ๋ฐœํ‘œํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์€ ์ƒํ™ฉํŒŒ์•…์ด ๋ฏธ์ˆ™ํ–ˆ๊ณ  ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๋ณด์•ˆ๋ฒ•์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ํˆฌํ•ญ์ด๊ธฐ๋„ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋น„ํŒ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด์„  “๊ทธ ๋ฌธ์ œ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๊ฐ€์Šด ์•„ํ”„๊ฒŒ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•œ๋‹ค”๋ฉฐ ์•„๋‚ด์˜ ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€๋ฅผ ๋ฌด๋ฆ…์“ฐ๊ณ  ๋งŽ์€ ์ฃผ๋ณ€์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์˜ ์ข…์šฉ์— ๋„˜์–ด๊ฐ„ ์ , ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ฐ™์€ ๋งฅ๋ฝ์˜ ๋…์ผ๊ตญ์  ํฌ๊ธฐ๋„ ์•„์‰ฌ์›Œํ–ˆ๋‹ค.
์†ก ๊ต์ˆ˜๋Š” ํ•œ๊ตญ์—์„œ ์ดˆ์ฒญํ•  ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์‘ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ƒ๋Š” ์งˆ๋ฌธ์—๋Š” ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋‹ตํ–ˆ๋‹ค. “์ „๋ณด๋‹ค ๋” ์‹ฌ๋ฆฌ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์–ด๋ ค์šด ์„ ํƒ์ด ๋˜๊ฒ ์ง€์š”. ๋ฐ˜๋“œ์‹œ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์ƒ๊ฐ์ด ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์€ ์•„๋‹™๋‹ˆ๋‹ค๋งŒ, ๋‚จํ•œ์ด๋“  ๋ถํ•œ์ด๋“  ์ž์œ ๋กญ๊ฒŒ ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๋ฉฐ ๊ฐ€๋ฅด์น˜๊ณ  ๋Œ€ํ™”ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์—ˆ์œผ๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋ฐ”๋žŒ์€ ๋Š˜ ์žˆ์ง€์š”. ๊ธฐ๋ณธ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์ด๋ถ„๋ฒ•์  ์ด๋…์ด๋‚˜ ํŽธ๊ฒฌ, ๋‹จ์ˆœ๋…ผ๋ฆฌ์— ์˜ํ•ด ํฌ์ƒ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ์ข€ ์ž์œ ๋กœ์›Œ์กŒ์œผ๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ํ•œ๊ตญ์— ๋‹ค์‹œ ๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์‹ถ์œผ๋ƒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ƒ ํ•˜๋Š” ๋ฌธ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์ค‘์š”ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ, ๊ฐˆ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š๋ƒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ƒ๊ฐ€ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๋‚ด๊ฒ ๋”์šฑ ์ ˆ์‹คํ•œ ๋ฌธ์ œ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.”
ํ•œ์Šน๋™ ์„ ์ž„๊ธฐ์ž sdhan@hani.co.kr

Monday, April 09, 2007

Principle of not having a principle

According to the New York Times reports and the reports from Reuters over the weekend, the Bush administration "allowed," not even "turned a blind eye" on Ethiopia's arms trading with the North Korea, which was an obvious violation of the UN Security Council's sactions resolution against the NK. A few sources from the US government said, it was done so partly because Ethiopia was fighting against Islamic insurgents in its neighboring country Somalia, which concurred with the US's war on mostly Islamic milias in the region. While the Bush administration together with the Ethiopian government either have denied or avoided to confirm its truthfulness, the recently revealed apparently hypocritical side of the US foreign policy, which is saying one thing and almost always doing another afterwards - nonetheless it was not so surprising any more to many of us -, throws out some significant questions regarding setting a barometer in intergovernmental relations, role of the UN, effectiveness of the UN Resolutions, etc. Should it only have goals but not principles? Is it the way always has been therein? Or is it just another depressing dark side of underground politics, which of course based on an assumption that there also has been a bright side of onground politics. Let me hear your voice on this.


North Korea sells arms to Ethiopia with U.S. OK
Christopher Michaud
Reuters
Sunday, April 08, 2007
NEW YORK — The Bush administration allowed Ethiopia to complete a secret arms purchase from North Korea in an apparent violation of a U.N. Security Council sanctions resolution passed months earlier over its nuclear test, The New York Times reported in Sunday editions.
Citing unnamed U.S. officials from a number of agencies, the Times said the United States allowed the January arms delivery in part because Ethiopia was fighting Islamic militias in Somalia in an offensive that aided U.S. policies of combating religious extremists in the Horn of Africa.
A spokesman for the State Department declined to comment on the specifics of the arms shipment, but said the United States was “deeply committed to upholding and enforcing U.N. Security Council resolutions,” the newspaper reported. No response from the Ethiopian Embassy was available.
Washington’s former U.N. Ambassador John Bolton, who helped push the resolution imposing sanctions on North Korea through the Security Council in October, said the United States should have told Ethiopia to send the weapons back.
“I know they have been helpful in Somalia, but there is a nuclear weapons program in North Korea that is unhelpful for everybody worldwide,” the Times quoted Bolton as saying.
U.S. intelligence agencies reported in late January that an Ethiopian cargo ship that was probably carrying tank parts and other military equipment had left a North Korean port. The shipment’s value was unclear, the Times said.
After a brief debate in Washington, it was decided not to block the arms deal and to press Ethiopia not to make future purchases, according to the report.
It was unclear if the United States ever reported the arms shipment to the Security Council, the Times said. But intelligence reports indicated that the cargo was likely to have included tank parts, leading at least some Pentagon officials to describe the shipment as a clear Security Council violation.
Several officials told the Times they first learned Ethiopia planned to receive military cargo from North Korea when the country’s government alerted the U.S. Embassy in Addis Ababa after the U.N. measure imposing sanctions was adopted on Oct. 14.
“The Ethiopians came back to us and said, ‘Look, we know we need to transition to different customers, but we just can’t do that overnight,’” the paper quoted a U.S. official as saying.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Flesh and blood.


Like many of writers preferring to stay behind the curtain and being pessive of revealing themselves, I too have felt rather shy to show myself online to even those who I have known for a long time. But what the hell, while I was downloading some photos from my out-of-fashioned digital camera, I found some of me and my beloveds in photos looking so great that keeping those only to myself would make me feel guilty. So here I am planning to share some with you from now on.
The scene behind me almost looks like one from a desert, but in fact, it is a hill leading to a cliff near an island not so far from Seoul. The first day of our arrival, we spent most of our day for an excursion of the island, and the next early morning, I found a gorgeous looking view point, which appeared to be an abandoned military checkpoint. Almost all parts of the island were laid right in front of my eyes while splendid reflection of the morning sun ray gently warmed my cheek. How magnificent! Laying the stiff back of mine on those soft soft grass on the hill was like a heaven. I lay there and spent god knows how many minutes or hours of dream-like tranquility. Feeling all refreshed and warm in my body and soul, I was ready for another battle to come, whatever it may be.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

BDA: Hill's Tactical Miscalculation.

Any of my readers who are interested in following issues related to the Six Party Talks among two Koreas, China, Japan, Russia, and the US should read the article below. Written by a former senior interpreter at the US State Department and now a visiting scholar at Johns Hopkins School of Advanced International Studies (SAIS) and a research professor at Korea University, Tong Kim continuously impresses me with his in-depth insights on many of ongoing issues from the perspective of the US government, but at the same time, not to forget about mentioning those from Korea. A series of his writings can be found at

http://times.hankooki.com/lpage/opinion/200703/kt2007032520413554330.htm

if you're really interested.

The article below, in particular, attracted my attention this morning because it confirmed my thoughts on the recent agreement of Feb. 14. The moment the US responsible negotiator Christopher Hill announced that the transit of NK's deposits in BDA will be implemented by the regulations and rules set by the in-situ banks dealing with the fund, it seemed apparent to me that the US wasn't willing to change any in their part, but certainly push NK further to legitimate pit hole by having NK to sign in another paper. This probably could've been understood along the same line with the reason the US has been insisting the SIX party talks regardless of increasing demands of bilateral talks between the US and NK. Anyways, enjoy the article, hope this brings up some of your critical ideas.

BDA: Hill's Tactical Miscalculation.

It is now clear what the confusion was all about in Beijing last week, concerning the technicalities involved in transferring the freed North Korean funds of $25 million from the Banco Delta Asia (BDA) in Macau to an account held by North Korea in the Bank of China (BOC) in Beijing, or transferring them through BOC to a bank account in a third country.
No party in the talks seemed to have expected the money transfer issue would hold up the serious talks of nuclear dismantlement. No diplomat at the talks seemed to have studied beforehand the international banking requirements for ``remittance business’’ and the legal ramifications and concerns for an international bank to accept ``illegal funds.’’
All U.S. banks operating under U.S. laws including the Patriot Act are on notice to cut off transactions with any foreign bank that is involved in money laundering or terrorist financing.
Nobody explained why the North Koreans did not want or could not transfer the funds to their Trade Bank in Pyongyang or why they wanted the money transferred to BOC.
A testimony to the confusion and unpreparedness was found in the words of South Korean chief delegate to the talks, Chun Yung Woo, ``Absurd and preposterous things are happening, but nobody really knows why these things are happening.’’
Now Washington is sending back deputy assistant secretary of treasury Daniel Glaser, who watches terrorist financing and financial crimes, to explain to the reluctant BOC officials that their bank will not be punished after it receives the ``dirty money’’ from BDA.
Glaser was in Beijing only a week earlier to announce the conclusion of an 18 month investigation of North Korean illicit financial activities – including money laundering and counterfeiting – and a U.S. decision to unfreeze the DPRK related funds from BDA a couple of hours before the convening of the multilateral talks last Monday (March 19th).
Despite the U.S. treasury department’s barring all American banks from doing business with BDA and its condition that the released DPRK funds could only be used for educational and humanitarian purposes, assistant secretary of State Christopher Hill, who joined Glaser at the hurriedly staged announcement, appeared confident that the BDA issue would no longer be an impediment to the nuclear talks. It took him only a few hours to find that he was wrong afterwards.
Washington could have told Glaser to stay in Beijing and do what he is now going back there to do. This action could have saved at least a few days to a week to complete the transfer and to bring the parties back together sooner than possible under the present circumstances.
It does not surprise me that the North Koreans refused to discuss the substantive issues of how to implement the 2.13 agreement and what steps to take for disablement in the next phase. Under different circumstances, the defiant North Korea had walked out of meetings before, even when they had less understandable justification to do so.
From the beginning, the North Koreans said they would not move until the issue of financial sanctions is fully resolved. However, what they did not make clear before was that they wanted to ``see the money’’ deposited in their own account. Apparently the U.S. negotiating team had erroneously assumed ``U.S. assurances’’ for releasing the frozen DPRK funds, backed up by a policy pronouncement _ which was not exactly seen as an exoneration of North Korea from the U.S. charges of financial crimes _ would suffice to meet North Korea’s needs. This assumption quickly proved wrong.
Amid last week’s confusion, the frustrated U.S. chief negotiator said, ``The day I am able to explain to you North Korean thinking is probably the day I’ve been in this process too long.’’ About the same time the South Korean foreign minister said North Korea is ``an unpredictable group that gives us a headache.’’ The common sentiments reflected in these two statements are the incomprehensiveness and unacceptability of North Korean behavior.
Well, unacceptability is one thing, but if it is about incomprehensiveness, here is something to consider. Having a few bilateral meetings, a few occasions for social dinners and drinks or even going to a Broadway show is hardly enough to understand the reasons for North Korean behavior.
Those of us who had engaged the North Koreans for many years still found it hard at times to figure out the true motivation of what often appeared to be unreasonable or offensive behavior. But they always acted on their own reasoning and logic, either as a tactical move for what to pursue next or as a matter of ``principle’’ reflecting their unique thinking. Their logic is typical: ``You did or did not do that, so we do this.’’
There is plenty of blame to go around for the unproductive conclusion of the last round. Some of the blame goes to the United States, some to North Korea, some even to China _ for failing to persuade BOK to accept the risky DPRK related funds. The rest of the six parties were actually irrelevant to the complicated problem, and there was little that they could do, except wait in vain, wasting their valuable time.
My uneasy hunch is that the DPRK leadership, beyond the level of vice minister Kim Kye Gwan, was not fully satisfied by the final BDA outcome. It might be going through an internal debate over how far and how fast it should proceed with the negotiation process. It is also possible that the DPRK, now possessing nuclear weapons, may even think that they can drag out the process to squeeze the maximum political and economic benefits, believing that the Bush administration badly wants to strike a deal to meet its political agenda.
Washington is hoping to resume the talks in a week or two, once the money transfer is completed. The U.S. disposition of the BDA issue _ a verdict of conviction but no immediate punishment against the DPRK _ was perhaps the best creative compromise possible from the legal and political perspectives of Washington. That compromise probably was made possible by Hill’s negotiations within the administration, as Don Oberdorfer, chairman of the U.S.-Korea Institute at SAIS wrote in last week’s Newsweek Korea about the U.S. envoy’s internal efforts.
The North Koreans should heed the rekindled criticisms among the opponents of the Bush administration’s new approach to the DPRK since their refusal to participate in the talks last week. They should remind themselves that they won a rare opportunity to engage the United States after waiting 6 long years. They should also remember that the United States still has other options to resort to, if it is convinced, as events may prove right or wrong, that there is no way to reach a fair negotiated settlement.
Lessons from last week: for the United States, it does not pay to push the process too fast. As a principle in negotiation, it will be more difficult to get a desired result, if you are seen as badly wanting a settlement. It should not act on assumptions until validated by unmistakable communication.
Critics of the administration’s BDA disposition are quick to point out no negotiation can succeed without pressure on the opposing party. Some of them warn that the United States should not use up all its bargaining chips at this stage. Some may even argue that negotiation must be conducted from a position of strength if it is to succeed. But I think the United States has plenty of leverage, including its capability and strength to pressure the DPRK, and the DPRK knows it.
The DPRK learned from its experience last week first what it takes to transfer funds from one bank to another in the international financial community. The real ownership of the released funds may belong to the government of the DPRK, but since the funds were deposited in 50 accounts under different names of entities and individuals some of whom are dead, the BDA required applications for each account, not a single, master application for all the accounts as the DPRK presented at first. More importantly, the DPRK must have learned it will be extremely difficult to have access to banking benefits if it engages in illicit financial activities in the future.
As long as the DPRK wants normalized relations with the United States and a stronger economy, its leadership should seriously cooperate with other parties to steadily move towards the common goal of denuclearization. What’s your take?

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Breathing lessons

The tips how you can survive in Seoul.

A report published this week has suggested that air pollution in our big cities could be as damaging to our health as the radiation Chernobyl survivors were exposed to. But short of moving to the countryside, what can city dwellers do? Quite a lot, actually.

10 tips on how to breathe more easily.
Take a deep breath. If you live in an urban environment - which four out of five of us now do - then you are exposing yourself to a cocktail of airborne pollutants that could be seriously damaging your health. According to a study published this week, if you live in a "major city" then the air pollution you suck into your lungs each day could be shortening your life expectancy even more than the radiation exposure suffered by survivors of the Chernobyl disaster in 1986.
The idea that city air is bad for you is hardly new, but it is an area scientists are only just beginning to get a real grip on. Last month the Royal Commission on Environmental Pollution, an independent body set up in 1970 to advise the British government, confirmed what many of city dwellers instinctively knew: that urban living should carry a large health warning. In a major report entitled The Urban Environment, it detailed what impact urban air pollution is having on our health. The headline conclusion was that air pollution reduces "life expectancy in the UK by an average of eight months".
Meanwhile the World Health Organisation reports that transport-related air pollution - which now causes the vast majority of urban air pollution - causes a wide range of health problems including "cancer, adverse pregnancy and birth outcomes, and lowering of male fertility". In 2004, a report said that a pedestrian walking down Marylebone Road in London would draw in the equivalent pollution of one cigarette in just 48 minutes.
But other than moving to the countryside, what practical steps can city dwellers take to reduce their exposure to urban air pollution? Quite a lot, it turns out.
1 Watch where you walk
One of the best ways to reduce your exposure to air pollution, says Dr Roy Colvile, a senior lecturer in air-quality management at Imperial College London, is to avoid walking along busy streets and thoroughfares, instead choosing side streets and parks. Carefully choosing your route has a "dramatic" effect, he says, because pollution levels can fall by a factor of 10 just by moving a few metres away from the main source of the pollution - exhaust fumes. "Just by being one block away makes a massive difference as the high pollution levels are generally restricted to fairly small areas within a city," he says. Also, try to avoid walking down "street canyons" (where tall buildings hug tightly to the sides of streets, creating valleys in which pollutants build up), don't walk behind smokers, and walk on the windward side of the street where exposure to pollutants can be 50% less than on the leeward side.
2 Pavement sense
When you're crossing a road, stand well back from the kerb while you wait for the lights to change or for a gap in the traffic. Every metre really does count when you are in close proximity to traffic, according to Colvile. "Do all you can to avoid getting stuck for too long on a central reservation," he adds. As the traffic moves off from a standstill, the fumes can dissipate in just a few seconds, particularly if the wind is up, which means holding your breath during this momentary period can make a difference, silly as that might sound. Also, don't dawdle: cross the road as quickly as possible. And once you're over, continue along the pavement as far away from the kerb as possible.
3 Avoid pollution spikes
Predictably, there are large spikes in pollution during times of high traffic congestion - ie, the morning and late-afternoon rush hours. Pollution levels generally fall during the night-time. The time of year can also make a big difference. Pollution levels tend to be at their lowest during the spring and autumn when winds are at their "freshest"; the trapping effect of extreme cold and hot spells tend to exacerbate the build-up of pollutants.
Venturing outside when there is less pollution obviously makes sense, but of course that's not always realistic. In fact, the hottest part of a summer's day - the time when most office workers go outside during their lunchbreak - is a particularly bad time to head out, according to Noel Nelson, one of the authors of the Royal Commission report. Walking in the rain, conversely, is a good way of avoiding the worse excesses of air pollution, he adds, as the rain "cleans" the air both by washing out the pollutants and bringing with it fresher air.
4 Wear a mask
Masks can be a good thing, but they only make a difference if they fit tightly and are cleaned regularly. Even the slightest gap to allow you to breathe more easily will cancel out any benefits. Worse, if you fail to clean or change the mask regularly there is a danger of allowing oily organic compounds to build up on the filter. Build-up can make the air you breathe dirtier rather than cleaner. As for looking like Michael Jackson while you go about your daily business . . . only you can decide how high a price you're willing to pay for clean lungs.
5 Pushchairs
According to the Royal Commission report, several recent studies indicate that "children living close to busy roads have an approximate 50% increased risk of experiencing respiratory illness, including asthma". Children are smaller than adults and therefore that much closer to the source of pollution when walking besides roads. They also have a faster metabolic rate and breathe more rapidly, and tend to inhale more pollution, proportionate to their size, than adults. One small step that can be taken is not to push them along in a buggy too close to traffic. Colvile advises positioning the buggy alongside you, instead of in front of you, when waiting to cross the road.
6 Beware of exercising in traffic
Cycling or jogging disproportionately expose you to air pollution - you inhale three times as much as if you were walking, according to Colvile - for the simple reason that your lungs are gasping for more air than the people you're speeding past on the pavement. The best times of day to exercise, thus avoiding the worst excesses of air pollution, are early morning or in the evening. Alternatively, exercise indoors or in a park. Cyclists - for whom the exhaust of a car should be seen as being as much of a hazard as the front bumper - should stick to side-roads where possible.
7 Where to sit on the bus
Buses are cleaner in terms of their emissions than even just a decade ago, particularly London's fleet, but they still emit pollutants worth avoiding. Intriguingly, Colvile says that his own research shows that sitting on the driver's side of a bus can increase your exposure by 10% compared with sitting on the side nearest to the pavement. And sitting upstairs on a double-decker can reduce your exposure too. He says it's difficult to say whether travelling on an undergound train, if you have that option, is better or worse than taking the buses, but he does say that the air pollution on underground trains tends to be less toxic by weight than that found at street level because the pollution is principally made up of minute iron particles thrown up by the wheels travelling along the rails as opposed to the mixture of pollutants found in diesel and petrol fumes.
8 Protect yourself indoors too
We spend about 90% of our time indoors, on average, and two-thirds of that time is spent at home; more perhaps for some of the most vulnerable groups such as the elderly and children. And indoor pollution can actually be more of an issue than that found outdoors, it seems: studies by the US Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) suggests that pollution levels can be two to five times higher indoors than out - and this can rapidly rise depending on what activity you are doing at home. It tends to be a different soup of chemical pollutants from the ones we encounter outside, and if anything, less is known about how they affect us. Our centrally-heated, carpeted, airtight homes only act to aggravate the situation.
Ventilating your home is therefore an important step to take in reducing risk - hopefully with air that's not full of air pollutants from the outside - as is using a good doormat to help prevent outdoor pollutants from the pavement being walked into your home. (The EPA has raised doubts about the claims made by some "ozone generating" indoor air purifiers, by the way.)
Feeling smug about the fact that you live high up in a flat away from outside air pollution? Well, unless you live in a penthouse at the top of a very tall skyscraper, then height doesn't seem to offer significant sanctuary. A study by Hong Kong's City University used laser measurements to show that pollution levels in the city remain constant up to heights of 700m. Living in the suburbs, away from major roads, seems the best way to avoid the worse excesses of urban air pollution. But that then means you are statistically far more likely to be a car owner and are therefore only exacerbating the situation.
9 Don't drive
The best thing you can do, both for yourself and for your fellow citizens, is to get out of the car. Fuel choice is also important: diesel may produce less carbon dioxide compared with petrol, which is good news in terms of climate change, but it produces more ground-level pollutants. While urban air-pollution levels today, compared with the "pea-soupers" of the mid-20th century, could be said to be vastly improved - healthy young men don't tend to drop down dead in the street now from air pollution as they did then, says Colvile - we are now exposed to a form of pollution that can much more readily enter our bloodstream. A particle of pollution today tends to be 100 times smaller than a particle of coal soot and therefore it can pass into the blood stream via the lungs as opposed to being caught in the bronchial passage. The full health implications of this shift in pollution type have yet to become fully apparent.
10 Get out of town
As long as you go by public transport so as not to create yet more pollution, lifting yourself up and out of the urban mire offers at least a temporary escape. But don't head to the south-east corner of England. Colvile speaks of a "sheet of pollution from Europe", thick with sulphates, nitrates and ozone, that now regularly reaches across the Channel and can affect the counties south of London. For example, the air over the idyllically rural South Downs is only two to three times cleaner compared with the air over central London. Better instead to head to the nation's extremities, preferably facing into the winds blowing off the Atlantic.
Guardian Unlimited © Guardian News and Media Limited 2007

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Unification Unlikely Under Kim Jong-il's Rule.

Korean reunification is unlikely while Pyongyang's current leader Kim Jong-il is still in power, the more likely scenario being South and North Korea engaged in a prolonged period of conferderation-type arrangement, a U.S. historian said Tuesday.

Bruce Cumings also argued that it is unwise to seek agreements with North Kore based on trust, and that any accord with the communist regime should depend on verification.
"I don't think Korean unification will occur while Kim Jong-il is in power," Cumings said at a luncheon speech sponsored by the South Korean embassy, referring to North Korea's 66-year-old top leader.

Instead, a prolonged period of coexistence, culmination in provincial independence and a confederation-like relationship, may be possible 10 to 15 years from now, said Cumings.

South and North Korea are technically still at war, having signed only an armistice at the end of the 1950-1953 Korean War.

Tension lingers as Pyongyang flaunts nuclear capabilities, displayed most recently with its first atomic weapons test in October last year.

A six-nation forum, attended by South and North Koreas, the U.S., China, Russia and Japan, struck a deal last month that commits Pyongyang to shut down and eventually disable its nuclear weapons and programs.

Cumings called the February agreement "no bettrer, and in some ways worse than" the 1994 Geneva Agreed Framework between the U.S. and North Korea. The bilateral pact froze Pyongyang's nuclear activities but was later scrapped following accusations by Washington that the North was hiding a secret weapons program using enriched uranium.

Yet, it is a good agreement, he said, setting principles on ending the Korean War and talking about diplomatic normalizations.

The most unproductive, and "even stupid," U.S. policy has been to divide world affairs strictly in terms of good and evil, Cumings said.

"You may think that North Koreans are evil, but you have to have a policy for what to do about that," he said."

Yonhap - Washington (March 29, 2007)

P.S. Having a confederation-like state form has been considered as an alternative for South Korea to step toward the ultimate unification of two currently separated Koreas. Cumings is pointing out only what has been going around for quite a bit of time, and says not so fresh comments of obviously foreseeable prospects on difficulties of Korea's reunification under Kim. Found his view very disappointing considering he has been well-known as a Korea scholar for some time. ~~;

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Free Hugs.

Check out the link below.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vL7Jo_1Z3Y8

Just to remind you that I'm available if you need one, seriously! ^^

Monday, March 26, 2007

Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor

I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more

The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away

When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale.

- Brooker/Reid

Friday, March 23, 2007

Updated news from Korean Ambassadors from Pakistan, Afganistan, and Nigeria

์ขŒ๋‹ดํšŒ] [์•„ํ”„๊ฐ„ ํญํƒ„ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ํ•œ๊ตญ๊ตฐ ์‚ฌ๋ง]“ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ ์•ˆ์ „๋ถˆ๊ฐ์ฆ ์‹ฌ๊ฐ …ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ํ‘œ์  ์œ„ํ—˜์„ฑ ๋†’๋‹ค”
[์•„ํ”„๊ฐ„ ํญํƒ„ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ํ•œ๊ตญ๊ตฐ ์‚ฌ๋ง]“ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ ์•ˆ์ „๋ถˆ๊ฐ์ฆ ์‹ฌ๊ฐ …ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ํ‘œ์  ์œ„ํ—˜์„ฑ ๋†’๋‹ค”
- ํ•ด๋‹น์ง€์—ญ ๊ณต๊ด€์žฅ ๊ธด๊ธ‰ ์ขŒ๋‹ดํšŒ -
์‚ฌํšŒ : ์ •์žฌ์šฑ ์ •์น˜์‚ฌํšŒ๋ถ€์žฅ
๊น€์ฃผ์„ ์ฃผํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ
- ‘๋ฐ€์ฐฉ ์˜์‚ฌ์„œ๋น„์Šค’๋“ฑ ๋Œ€ํญํ™•๋Œ€ ‘๊ต๋ฏผ-๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์—ฐ๋ฝ๋ง ๋” ๊ณต๊ณ ํžˆ
์ด๊ธฐ๋™ ์ฃผ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ
-“์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋„ ํƒ€๊นƒ…”์šฐ๋ ค๊ฐ€ ํ˜„์‹ค๋กœ “ํ˜„์ง€๊ธฐ์—… ์•ˆ์ „๋Œ€์ฑ… ๊ฐ•ํ™”ํ•ด์•ผ
๊ฐ•์„ฑ์ฃผ ์ฃผ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ
-ํƒˆ๋ ˆ๋ฐ˜ ์ถ•์ถœ ๊ณต์„ธ์— ๋ถˆ์•ˆ ๊ณ ์กฐ NGO๋‹จ์ฒด ไป–์ข…๊ต ํฌ๊ต ์ž์ œ๋ฅผ
์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ํญํƒ„ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๋กœ ํ˜„์ง€์— ํŒŒ๋ณ‘๋œ ๋‹ค์‚ฐ๋ถ€๋Œ€ ์œค์žฅํ˜ธ ๋ณ‘์žฅ์ด ์‚ฌ๋งํ•˜๋Š” ์ฐธ๊ทน์ด ๋นš์–ด์ง€๋ฉด์„œ ์ „ ์„ธ๊ณ„ ์œ„ํ—˜์ง€์—ญ์— ์ง„์ถœํ•ด ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ธฐ์—…์ธ, ๊ต๋ฏผ, ์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ ๋“ฑ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์˜ ์‹ ๋ณ€์•ˆ์ „ ๋ฌธ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์ดˆ๋ฏธ์˜ ๊ด€์‹ฌ์ด ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ด์— ํ—ค๋Ÿด๋“œ๊ฒฝ์ œ๋Š” 27์ผ ์žฌ์™ธ๊ณต๊ด€์žฅํšŒ์˜ ์ฐธ์„์ฐจ ์ผ์‹œ ๊ท€๊ตญํ•œ ๊ฐ•์„ฑ์ฃผ(56) ์ฃผ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ๋น„๋กฏํ•ด ์ด๊ธฐ๋™(59) ์ฃผ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ, ๊น€์ฃผ์„(56) ์ฃผํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ์ดˆ์ฒญ, ๊ธด๊ธ‰ ์ขŒ๋‹ดํšŒ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€์กŒ๋‹ค. ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์˜ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์˜ฌํ•ด ํƒˆ๋ ˆ๋ฐ˜์˜ ์ˆ˜๋„ ์นด๋ถˆ ํƒˆํ™˜ ์‹œ๋„๊ฐ€ ์˜ˆ์ƒ๋ผ ์–ด๋Š ๋•Œ๋ณด๋‹ค ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ๋ถˆ์•ˆ์ •ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์˜ˆ์ƒ๋œ๋‹ค. ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„์˜ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์ง€๋‚œํ•ด์™€ ์˜ฌํ•ด ์—ฐ์ด์–ด ํ˜„์ง€ ๊ทผ๋กœ์ž ๋‚ฉ์น˜ ์‚ฌํƒœ๋ฅผ ๊ฒช์—ˆ๊ณ , ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์€ ์ด๋ž€ ํ•ต๋ฌธ์ œ๋กœ ๊ธด์žฅ์ด ๋‹ค์‹œ ๊ณ ์กฐ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ด๋“ค ์œ„ํ—˜์ง€์—ญ ํ˜„์ง€ ์น˜์•ˆ ์‹ค์ƒ์€ ์–ด๋–ค์ง€, ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ๋ฐ ๋‚ฉ์น˜์— ์˜ํ•œ ํ”ผํ•ด๋ฅผ ๋ฏธ์—ฐ์— ๋ฐฉ์ง€ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด์„  ์–ด๋–ค ๋…ธ๋ ฅ์ด ํ•„์š”ํ•œ์ง€ ์ด๋“ค ์ง€์—ญ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ์˜ ์ƒ์ƒํ•œ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋“ค์–ด๋ดค๋‹ค.
-์‚ฌํšŒ=์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์—์„œ ํ•œ๊ตญ ํ˜„์—ญ๊ตฐ์ธ์ด ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๋กœ ์‚ฌ๋งํ•˜๋Š” ์ฐธ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ๋นš์–ด์กŒ๋‹ค. ์šฐ์„  ์–ด๋–ค ์กฐ์น˜๋ฅผ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‚˜.
▶๊ฐ•์„ฑ์ฃผ ์ฃผ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=์˜ฌํ•ด ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ํŠนํžˆ ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•˜๋‹ค. ์•ˆํƒ€๊นŒ์šด ์ผ์ด๋‹ค. ์ œ์ผ ์ค‘์š”ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์€ ํ˜„์ง€ ๋ถ€๋Œ€์›์€ ๋ฌผ๋ก  ์ฒด๋ฅ˜ ์ค‘์ธ ๊ทผ๋กœ์ž, ๋น„์ •๋ถ€๊ธฐ๊ตฌ(NGO) ๊ด€๊ณ„์ž์˜ ์•ˆ์ „์„ ์žฌ์ ๊ฒ€ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์œค ๋ณ‘์žฅ์˜ ์‚ฌํ›„์ฒ˜๋ฆฌ ๋ฌธ์ œ์™€ ๊ด€๋ จํ•ด ํ˜„์ง€ ์ฃผ๋‘” ๋‹ค๊ตญ์ ๊ตฐ์ด ํ˜‘์กฐ๋ฅผ ์ž˜ ํ•ด์ฃผ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณด๊ณ ๋ฐ›์•˜์ง€๋งŒ, ๊ณต๊ด€ ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ์ฃผ์žฌ๊ตญ ์ •๋ถ€์™€ ํ˜‘์กฐํ•  ์ผ๋„ ์žˆ์„ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ๋‹น์ดˆ ์ผ์ •์„ ์•ž๋‹น๊ฒจ ๊ท€์ž„ํ•  ์˜ˆ์ •์ด๋‹ค.
-์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์˜ ์น˜์•ˆ ์ƒํ™ฉ์€ ์–ด๋– ํ•œ๊ฐ€. ํ˜„์ง€ ์ฒด๋ฅ˜ ์ค‘์ธ ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ์€ ์–ผ๋งˆ๋‚˜ ๋˜๋ฉฐ ์ด๋“ค์˜ ์‹ ๋ณ€์€ ์•ˆ์ „ํ•œ๊ฐ€.
▶๊ฐ• ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=๊ทผ๋กœ์ž๊ฐ€ 50์—ฌ๋ช…, NGO ์ข…์‚ฌ์ž ๋ฐ ๊ฐ€์กฑ์ด 100๋ช…์ด ๋„˜๋Š”๋‹ค. ์ด๋“ค์€ ๋ถ€๋Œ€์™€๋Š” ๋ฉ€๋ฆฌ ๋–จ์–ด์ง„ ๋น„๊ต์  ์•ˆ์ „ํ•œ ๊ณณ์— ๊ฑฐ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. (์น˜์•ˆ์ด ์›Œ๋‚™ ์ทจ์•ฝํ•ด) ์‚ฌ๊ณ ๋Š” ์–ธ์ œ๋“ ์ง€ ์ผ์–ด๋‚  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด๋‹ค. ์ด๋ฒˆ ์‚ฌํƒœ๋ฅผ ๊ณ„๊ธฐ๋กœ ์ฒด๋ฅ˜ ์ค‘์ธ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์˜ ์‹ ๋ณ€ ์•ˆ์ „์— ์ข€ ๋” ์ฃผ์˜๋ฅผ ๊ธฐ์šธ์ผ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ •๋ณด๊ธฐ๊ด€ ๋“ฑ์— ๋”ฐ๋ฅด๋ฉด ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ์ค‘์•™์ •๋ถ€๋Š” ์˜ฌํ•ด ํƒˆ๋ ˆ๋ฐ˜ ์ถ•์ถœ์— ์ ๊ทน ๋‚˜์„œ๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๋ถˆ์•ˆ ์ƒํƒœ๋ฅผ ๋ณด์ผ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์˜ˆ์ƒ๋œ๋‹ค. ๊ฒŒ๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ์•„์ง ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ์ค‘์•™์ •๋ถ€ ๊ถŒ๋ ฅ์ด ์ง€๋ฐฉ์—๊นŒ์ง€ ๋ฏธ์น˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด ์ˆ˜์‚ฌ๋„ ์•ˆ ๋˜๊ณ  ์–ด๋–ค ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด (ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ, ๋ฒ”์ฃ„ ํ–‰์œ„) ํ–ˆ๋Š”์ง€ ์กฐ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค. ํ˜„์ง€ ์ •๋ถ€์˜ ์น˜์•ˆ ๋ฐ ์ •๋ณด๋‹น๊ตญ์— ๋”ฐ๋ฅด๋ฉด ํ˜„์ง€ ์ฃผ๋ฏผ๋“ค์€ ์™ธ๊ตญ ๊ธฐ์—…์ด ์•„์ง๋„ ์ž์‹ ๋“ค์„ ๋„์™€์ฃผ๋Ÿฌ ์˜จ ๊ฒƒ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ์ž๊ธฐ ์ด์ต์„ ์ฑ™๊ธฐ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ๊ตญ์ œ๊ธˆ์œต๊ณผ ๊ฒฐํƒํ•ด ๋“ค์–ด์™”๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ดํ•ดํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฐ˜์ •๋ถ€ ์„ธ๋ ฅ์€ ์ •๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ํ•˜๋Š” ์ผ์„ ๋ฌด์กฐ๊ฑด ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค.
-์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•œ๋ฐ๋„ NGO ๋“ฑ ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ ์ง„์ถœ์ด ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์•ˆ๋‹ค. ์ฃผ์˜ํ•  ์ ์€ ๋ฌด์—‡์ธ๊ฐ€.
▶๊ฐ• ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=์•ž์œผ๋กœ ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ๋‚ด ํ•œ๊ตญ NGO ๊ด€๊ณ„์ž์˜ ์ˆ˜๋Š” ์ฆ๊ฐ€ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณด์ธ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ์˜ฌํ•ด, ํŠนํžˆ 7~8์›” ๋ฌด๋ ต ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ๊ทน๋„๋กœ ์•…ํ™”๋  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฑฑ์ •์ด ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ์ด ๊ธฐํšŒ๋ฅผ ๋นŒ๋ ค ๊ทธ๋ถ„๋“ค์—๊ฒŒ ๋‹น๋ถ€ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€ ๊ฒŒ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์€ ์ „ํ›„ ๋ณต๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ๋„์™€์ค„ NGO ์ง„์ถœ์„ ํ™˜์˜ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ์ง€๋‚œ 2002๋…„ ์žฌ๊ฑด ๊ณผ์ • ๋Œ์ž…์‹œ NGO ์ˆ˜๋Š” 3000์—ฌ๊ฐœ๊นŒ์ง€ ์น˜์†Ÿ์•˜๋‹ค. ํ˜„์žฌ๋Š” 3๋ถ„์˜ 1 ์ดํ•˜๋กœ ์ •๋ฆฌํ•ด ์ค„์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ ๊ณผ์ •์—์„œ ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ์ •๋ถ€๊ฐ€ NGO๊ฐ€ ํ•ด์„  ์•ˆ ๋  ์‚ฌํ•ญ์„ ๋ฒ•์œผ๋กœ ์ œ์ •ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋Œ€ํ‘œ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋‘ ๊ฐ€์ง€์ด๋‹ค. ์ฒซ์งธ, ์ด์Šฌ๋žŒ๊ต๋ฅผ ์„ธ์†ํ™”์‹œํ‚ค๋Š” ํ–‰์œ„. ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋งํ•ด ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ์ข…๊ต๋ฅผ ์ „ํŒŒํ•˜๋Š” ์–ด๋–ค ํ–‰๋™๋„ ํ•ด์„  ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค. ๋‘˜์งธ, ์ ˆ๋Œ€ ์˜์—…ํ–‰์œ„๋ฅผ ํ•ด์„  ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค. ์ผ๋ถ€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ NGO๋ฅผ ์„ค๋ฆฝํ•ด ๊ทธ ๋‹จ์ฒด ์ด๋ฆ„์œผ๋กœ ์‹ค์งˆ์ ์œผ๋กœ ํšŒ์‚ฌ ์ด์ต ์ฐฝ์ถœ ํ™œ๋™์„ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์‹ค์ œ ์–ด๋Š ์™ธ๊ตญ ๊ฑด์„คํšŒ์‚ฌ๋Š” ํ•™๊ต, ๋ณ‘์›์„ ์ง€์–ด ์ž์„ ์‚ฌ์—…์„ ํ•˜๊ฒ ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ด๋†“๊ณ  ์ •์ž‘ ์„ธ๊ธˆ์„ ํฌํƒˆํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•œ ์šฉ๋„๋กœ ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•œ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ฃผ์žฌ๊ตญ ์ •๋ถ€์—์„  ๊ทธ ๋‘ ๊ฐ€์ง€ ์‚ฌํ•ญ์„ ์ƒ๋‹นํžˆ ์ฃผ์‹œํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด, ์˜์‹ฌํ–‰๋™์€ ์ ๊ทน ํ”ผํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์ฒด๋ฅ˜์ž ์•ˆ์ „๋Œ€์ฑ…๊ณผ ๊ด€๋ จํ•ด ์ •๋ถ€์—์„  ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„ ์‚ฌํƒœ ์ดํ›„ ์™ธ๊ต๋ถ€ ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ํ˜„์ง€ ์กฐ์‚ฌ๋‹จ์„ ํŒŒ๊ฒฌํ•ด ์•ˆ์ „๋Œ€์ฑ…์„ ์ข…ํ•ฉ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์„ธ์šฐ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํ˜„์ง€ ๊ณต๊ด€์—์„œ๋„ ๊ทธ์™€ ๊ด€๋ จํ•ด ์ฃผ์žฌ๊ตญ๊ณผ ํ˜‘์˜ ์ค‘์ด๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋ฌด์—‡๋ณด๋‹ค ๊ธฐ๋ณธ์ ์œผ๋กœ ํ˜„์ง€ ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ์•…ํ™”๋œ ์ƒํ™ฉ์—์„  ์ •๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ์ทจํ•˜๋Š” ๋Œ€์ฑ…์—๋„ ํ•œ๊ณ„๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์— ์˜ค๊ฒŒ ๋  ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์€ ๊ณต๊ด€๊ณผ ๊ธฐ๋ฏผํ•œ ์ ‘์ด‰์„ ์œ ์ง€ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค.
-์ด๋ฒˆ ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„ ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๋ฅผ ๋น„๋กฏํ•ด ์ตœ๊ทผ ๊ตญ์ œ์‚ฌํšŒ์—์„œ ์œ„์ƒ์ด ๋†’์•„์ง„ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ธ์ง€ ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ์ด ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ์˜ ์ฃผ์š” ๋Œ€์ƒ์œผ๋กœ ๋ถ€์ƒํ•œ ๋Š๋‚Œ์ด๋‹ค. ํ˜„์ง€ ์ง„์ถœ ๊ธฐ์—…, ๊ต๋ฏผ ์•ˆ์ „ ์‹คํƒœ๋Š” ์–ด๋–ค๊ฐ€.
▶์ด๊ธฐ๋™ ์ฃผ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=(ํ˜„์ง€ ๋‚ฉ์น˜, ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€) ๊ด‘๋ฒ”์œ„ํ•ด์ง€๋ฉด์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ํฌํ•จ๋๋‹ค. ์ง€๋‚œํ•ด 6์›” ๋Œ€์šฐ๊ฑด์„ค ๊ทผ๋กœ์ž ํ”ผ๋ž ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์„ ๊ณ„๊ธฐ๋กœ ‘์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋„ ํ‘œ์ ์ด ๋  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๊ตฌ๋‚˜’ ๊ฒฝ๊ฐ์‹ฌ์ด ์ผ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ธฐ์—…, ๊ทผ๋กœ์ž๊ฐ€ ์ผ์ฐจ์  ํ‘œ์ ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ž‘๋…„ ํ•œ ํ•ด๋งŒ๋„ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ณ  ๋‚ฉ์น˜, ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ์— ์˜ํ•œ ํ”ผํ•ด๋Š” ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋‚˜๋ผ์— ๋น„ํ•ด์„  ์ƒ๋Œ€์ ์œผ๋กœ ์ ์€ ํŽธ์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค. ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ์ด ํ‘œ์ ์ด๋ผ๊ธฐ๋ณด๋‹ค๋Š” ์ผ๋ฐ˜์  ์น˜์•ˆ ๋ถˆ์•ˆ ์ง€์—ญ์—์„œ ๋‚ฉ์น˜์˜ ํ‘œ์ ์ด ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์ตœ๊ทผ์—๋Š” ์ค‘๊ตญ ํ•„๋ฆฌํ•€ ๋™๊ตฌ๊ถŒ ๋“ฑ ๊ตญ์  ๋ถˆ๋ฌธํ•˜๊ณ  ๋ฌด์ฐจ๋ณ„์ ์œผ๋กœ ์ด๋ค„์ง„๋‹ค. ๋ถ€๊ตญ์ด๋ƒ, ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ƒ ๊ฐœ๋…์ด ์—†๋‹ค.
▶๊ฐ• ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=์ˆ˜๋…„ ์ „๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ํ•œ๊ตญ NGO๊ฐ€ ํ™œ๋™ํ•ด์™”๋Š”๋ฐ, ์ง€๋‚œ 2์›” ์ดˆ ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ์„ ํƒ€๊นƒ์œผ๋กœ ํ•œ ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ์ •๋ณด๊ฐ€ ์ž…์ˆ˜๋๋‹ค. (ํŽธ์ง‘์ž์ฃผ: ์ดํ›„ ์™ธ๊ตํ†ต์ƒ๋ถ€๋Š” ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์„ ์—ฌํ–‰์ œํ•œ์ง€์—ญ์œผ๋กœ ์„ค์ •) ๊ทธ๋งŒํผ ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ์— ์ƒ๋Œ€์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋งŽ์ด ๋…ธ์ถœ๋ผ ์žˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. ๊ทธ ์ด์œ ๋กœ ์ผ๋‹จ ํ•œ๊ตญ์ธ์€ ํ˜„์ง€์ธ๊ณผ ์™ธ๋ชจ๊ฐ€ ๋น„์Šทํ•ด ‘ํ˜„์ง€์ธ๊ณผ ์œ ์‚ฌํ•œ ๋ณต์žฅ์„ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์›€์ง์ด๋ฉด ์ƒ๋‹นํžˆ ์•ˆ์ „ํ•˜๋‹ค’๋Š” ์ธ์‹์ด ํผ์ ธ ์žˆ์–ด ์ž์œ ๋กญ๊ฒŒ ์›€์ง์˜€๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ์™ธ๊ตญ ๊ฑฐ์ฃผ์ž์— ๋น„ํ•ด ๊ฒฝํ˜ธ์›, ๊ฒฝ๋น„ํšŒ์‚ฌ ์ง€์›์„ ๋ฐ›๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด ์•ฝํ–ˆ๋‹ค.
-์œ„ํ—˜์ง€์—ญ์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์˜ ์•ˆ์ „์˜์‹์—๋Š” ๋ฌธ์ œ ์—†๋‚˜.
▶์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=์•ˆ์ „์˜์‹์ด ๊ฒฐ์—ฌ๋๋‹ค๋Š” ์ƒ๊ฐ์€ ์•ˆ ๋“ ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์‚ฌ๊ณ ๊ฐ€ ์–ด์ œ์˜ค๋Š˜ ์ผ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ์—ˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๊ธฐ์—…์˜ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์˜ˆ์‚ฐ์„ ํŽธ์„ฑํ•  ๋•Œ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์•ˆ์ „ ๋ฌธ์ œ๋ฅผ ๊ณ ๋ คํ•œ๋‹ค. ์‹ค์ œ ๋ฌด์žฅ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ, ํ•ด๊ตฐ ๊ฒฝ๋น„๋„ ๊ฐ–์ถ”๊ณ  ์žˆ๊ณ  ์ด๋™์‹œ์—๋Š” ๋ฌด์žฅ๊ฒฝ๊ด€๋„ ๋™์Šนํ•˜๋Š” ๋“ฑ ๋‚˜๋ฆ„๋Œ€๋กœ ์•ˆ์ „๋Œ€์ฑ…์„ ์ˆ˜๋ฆฝํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ์—๋„ ๋ถˆ๊ตฌํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ฑด์„ค ํ˜„์žฅ์ด ๋ณดํŠธ๋กœ ์‰ฝ๊ฒŒ ์ ‘๊ทผํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์ง€์—ญ์— ์žˆ๋Š” ๋ฐ๋‹ค ๋ฌด์žฅ์„ธ๋ ฅ์˜ ํ™”๋ ฅ์ด๋‚˜ ์ด๋™์ˆ˜๋‹จ์ด ๊ฒฝ๋น„๋ณ‘๋ ฅ์„ ์••๋„ํ•˜๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๋Œ๋ฐœ ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ๋ฒŒ์–ด์งˆ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค.
▶๊น€์ฃผ์„ ์ฃผํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ๊ต๋ฏผ๋“ค์€ ํ˜„์ง€ ์‚ฌ์ •์„ ์ž˜ ์•Œ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์กฐ์‹ฌํ•œ๋‹ค. ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ๋‚˜๋น ์ง€๋ ค๋ฉด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€๊ณผ ์—ฐ๋ฝ์„ ์ทจํ•œ๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์ผ๋ถ€ ๊ต๋ฏผ์€ ‘์—ฌ์ง€๊ป ๊ดœ์ฐฎ์•˜๋Š”๋ฐ’๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ฐฉ์‹ฌํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒฝ์šฐ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํŠนํžˆ ๋ฐฐ๋‚ญ์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ๋“ค์€ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์— ์—ฐ๋ฝ์„ ์ทจํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š์•„ ์ง์ ‘ ์—ฐ๋ฝํ•  ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•์ด ์—†๋‹ค. ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„๋งŒ ํ•ด๋„ ๋„“๊ณ  ์ง€์—ญ๋งˆ๋‹ค ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ๋‹ค๋ฅด๋‹ค. ๋ฏผ๊ฐํ•œ ์ง€์—ญ์ด ์žˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ƒํ™ฉ์„ ์ •ํ™•ํžˆ ํŒŒ์•…ํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š์€ ์ƒํƒœ์—์„œ ์—ฌํ–‰ํ•˜๋‹ค ๋ณด๋ฉด ์œ„ํ—˜์— ๋ด‰์ฐฉํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค.
▶๊ฐ• ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์€ ์„ธ๊ณ„ ๊ฐ๊ตญ์—์„œ NGO ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๋งŽ์€ ์ง€์—ญ ์ค‘ ํ•˜๋‚˜์ผ ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์•ˆ์ „์ด ์•„์ง์€ ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•œ ์ง€์—ญ์ด๊ณ  ์ด์Šฌ๋žŒ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€์ด๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์œจ๋ฒ•์— ์œ„๋ฐฐ๋˜๋Š” ํ™œ๋™์„ ํ•˜๋ฉด ์œ„ํ—˜๋„๊ฐ€ ๋†’์•„์ง„๋‹ค. ์ผ๋‹จ ์ž…๊ตญ ์ „์— ๊ณต๊ด€์— ์•ˆ์ „ ๊ด€๋ จ ์ž๋ฌธ์„ ๊ตฌํ•˜๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋ฐฉ๋ฌธ ๋˜๋Š” ์ „ํ™”๋ฅผ ํ†ตํ•ด ๋ธŒ๋ฆฌํ•‘์„ ๋ฐ›๋Š” ๋“ฑ ํ™œ๋™ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ๋„ ์œ ๊ธฐ์ ์ธ ์—ฐ๋ฝ์ฒด๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์œ ์ง€ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์‚ฌ์ดํŠธ์— ์–ด๋Š ์ง€์—ญ ์œ„ํ—˜ํ•˜๋‹ค๋“ ์ง€ ์น˜์•ˆ ์ •์„ธ๋ฅผ ์˜ฌ๋ ค๋†“๋„๋ก ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ธฐ๋ณธ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์‚ฌ์ดํŠธ๋ฅผ ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ ๋ณด๊ณ  ๋ถ€์กฑํ•  ๋•Œ๋Š” ๋ฉ”์ผ์ด๋‚˜ ์ „ํ™”๋กœ ์งˆ๋ฌธํ•˜๋ฉด ์•Œ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฐ€๋Šฅํ•œ ์ •๋ณด๋ฅผ ์ œ๊ณต, ์•ˆ์ „์— ์ด์ƒ์—†๋„๋ก ๋…ธ๋ ฅํ•˜๊ฒ ๋‹ค.
-์ •๋ถ€ ๋Œ€์ฑ…์œผ๋กœ๋Š” ์–ด๋–ค ๊ฒŒ ์žˆ์„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‚˜.
▶๊ฐ• ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=ํ˜„์ง€ ์ฃผ๋ฏผ๋“ค๊ณผ ์˜์‚ฌ์†Œํ†ตํ•˜๊ณ  ์˜๊ฒฌ๋„ ๋ฐ˜์˜ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ๊ธฐ์—… ํ™œ๋™์„ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด ์ข‹๋‹ค. ํ˜„์ง€ ์ฃผ๋ฏผ์„ ๋งŽ์ด ์ฑ„์šฉํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ณต๊ณต์‚ฌ์—…๋„ ํ•ด์ฃผ๊ณ . ๋ฌผ๋ก  ๊ฐœ์ธ ํšŒ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฒƒ๊นŒ์ง€ ์ปค๋ฒ„ํ•˜๋Š” ๋ฐ๋Š” ํ•œ๊ณ„๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๊ธด ํ•˜๋‹ค. ๋‹จ๊ธฐ์ ์œผ๋กœ ํ•ด๊ฒฐํ•  ๋Œ€์ฑ…์€ ์—†๋Š” ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™๋‹ค. ๋‹จ, ์žฅ๊ธฐ์  ๋Œ€์ฑ…์ด๋ผ๋ฉด ํ˜„์ง€์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๊ณต์ ๊ฐœ๋ฐœ์›์กฐ(ODA) ์˜ˆ์‚ฐ ์ง€์›์„ ๋Š˜๋ ค์„œ ์ •๋ถ€ ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ์ž‘์€ ์‚ฌ์—…์ด๋ผ๋„ ํ•ด์ค€๋‹ค๋ฉด ์™ธ๊ตญ๊ธฐ์—…์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ์ฃผ๋ฏผ๋“ค์˜ ์˜คํ•ด๋ฅผ ์”ป๋Š” ๋ฐ๋Š” ๋„์›€์ด ๋  ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™๋‹ค. ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋‚˜๋ผ์— ๋น„ํ•ด ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์—๋Š” ๊ณต์ ์ž๊ธˆ์ด ๋งŽ์ด ํˆฌ์ž…๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์ง€๋ฐฉ์—๊นŒ์ง€๋Š” ๋ฏธ์น˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค.
▶๊น€ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์˜ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์€ ์ˆ˜๋„์— ์žˆ์ง€๋งŒ, ๊ต๋ฏผ๋“ค์€ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋Œ€๋„์‹œ์— ๊ฑฐ์ฃผํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด ๋ฌธ์ œ๋‹ค. ์ฃผ์š” ๋Œ€๋„์‹œ์ธ ๋ผ์˜ค๋ฅด๋งŒ ํ•ด๋„ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์—์„œ ์ฐจ๋กœ 5์‹œ๊ฐ„ ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ์— ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ๋œ ์˜์‚ฌ ์„œ๋น„์Šค๋ฅผ ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๋‹ค. ์ „์„ธ๊ณ„์ ์œผ๋กœ (๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๋‚˜๋ผ) ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ ๊ณณ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ •๋ถ€์—์„œ ์˜ฌํ•ด๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๊ต๋ฏผ์ด ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์˜์‚ฌ ์„œ๋น„์Šค๊ฐ€ ์–ด๋ ค์šด ๊ณณ์—๋Š” ์˜์‚ฌํ˜‘๋ ฅ์›์„ ๋‘˜ ๋ฐฉ์นจ์ด๋‹ค. ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์€ ๋ผ์˜ค๋ฅด ํ•œ ๊ณณ์— ๋‘๋ ค๊ณ  ํ•œ๋‹ค.
▶์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ, ๋‚ฉ์น˜ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์ด ๋Š์ด์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ์ฃผ๋œ ์ด์œ ๋Š” ํ˜„์ง€ ์ •๋ถ€์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๋ฌด์žฅ์„ธ๋ ฅ์˜ ๋ถˆ๋งŒ์ด๋‹ค. ๋”ฐ๋ผ์„œ ์™ธ๊ตญ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€์—์„œ ํ•˜๋Š” ์–˜๊ธฐ๋Š” ๋“ฃ์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”๋‹ค. ์ง€๊ธˆ ๊ธฐ์—…๋“ค์ด ๊ฐ„์ ‘์ ์œผ๋กœ ์ง€์—ญ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์ง€์›์„ ๋งŽ์ด ํ•ด์ฃผ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํ•™๊ต๋„ ์ง€์–ด์ฃผ๊ณ  ํ˜„์ง€์ธ์„ ์ฑ„์šฉํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์ง‘๋‹จ ๊ตฌ์„ฑ์›๋“ค์˜ ์š”๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ๋‹ค ๋งž์ถฐ์ฃผ๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๋‹ค. ์ฃผ์žฌ๊ตญ ์ •๋ถ€์—์„œ๋„ ํ•ด๊ฒฐํ•˜๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ค์šด ๊ฒƒ์ด ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„์˜ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์œ ์ „์ง€๋Œ€์ธ ๋‹ˆ์ œ๋ฅด ๋ธํƒ€๊ฐ€ ์›๋ž˜๋Š” ๋†์—…, ์–ด์—… ํ„ฐ์ „์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ณณ์— ์œ ์ „์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ์ƒํ™œํ„ฐ์ „์„ ์žƒ์€ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์ •๋ถ€ ์ง€์›์ด ์ทจ์•ฝํ•ด ๋ถˆ๋งŒ์ด ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ์™ธ๊ตญ๊ธฐ์—…๋“ค์ด ํ•™๊ต๋ฅผ ์ง“๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ์šฐ๋ฌผ์„ ํŒŒ์ฃผ๋Š” ๋“ฑ ํ˜„์ง€ ์ปค๋ฎค๋‹ˆํ‹ฐ์™€์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„ ๊ฐœ์„ ์„ ์œ„ํ•ด ๋…ธ๋ ฅ์€ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์ง€๋งŒ ์ผ๊ณผ์„ฑ์— ๊ทธ์น˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทผ๋ณธ ๋Œ€์ฑ…์„ ๊ฐ•๊ตฌํ•˜๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๋‹ค. ๋‚˜์ด์ง€๋ฆฌ์•„ ์ •๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ๋ฌด๋ ฅ์„ ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•ด ๋ฌด์žฅ์„ธ๋ ฅ์„ ์†Œํƒ•ํ•˜๋ ค ํ•ด๋„ ๋Šช์ง€๋Œ€ ๋“ฑ ์ˆ˜๋กœ๊ฐ€ ๋งŽ์ด ๋ฐœ๋‹ฌํ•ด ์žˆ์–ด ์†Œ์žฌ ํŒŒ์•…๋„ ์–ด๋ ต๊ณ  ๋งŽ์€ ๋ณ‘๋ ฅ์„ ํˆฌ์ž…ํ•˜๊ธฐ๋„ ์–ด๋ ต๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ์ „๋ฐ˜์ ์ธ ์น˜์•ˆ ์‚ฌ์ •์€ ์ข‹์•„์ง€๋Š”๋ฐ๋„ ๋ถˆ๊ตฌํ•˜๊ณ  ๋‚ฉ์น˜ ์‚ฌ๊ฑด์€ ๋งŽ์•„์ง„๋‹ค. ํŠนํžˆ ์˜ฌํ•ด์—๋Š” ๋Œ€ํ†ต๋ น ์„ ๊ฑฐ, ์ฃผ์ง€์‚ฌ ์„ ๊ฑฐ ๋“ฑ ์ •์น˜ ์ผ์ •์œผ๋กœ ์ธํ•ด ํ˜„์ง€ ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ์•…ํ™”์ผ๋กœ์— ๋†“์ผ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์ „๋ง๋œ๋‹ค.
-ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์€ ์ตœ๊ทผ ์ด๋ž€ ํ•ต๋ฌธ์ œ๋กœ ๋ถˆ์•ˆ์ด ๊ฐ€์ค‘๋˜๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์ด๋‹ค. ์œ„ํ—˜์ƒํ™ฉ ๋ฐœ๋ฐœ์‹œ ๋Œ€์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์•ˆ์€.
▶๊น€ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ=ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์€ ๊ตญ์ œ์‚ฌํšŒ์˜ ๋Œ€ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ์ „ ์ตœ์ „๋ฐฉ์—์„œ ๊ธฐ์—ฌ๋ฅผ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๋‚˜๋ผ๋‹ค. ์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์— ํ‰ํ™”๊ฐ€ ์˜ค๋ฉด ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ์น˜์•ˆ๋„ ๋งŽ์ด ์ข‹์•„์งˆ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณธ๋‹ค. ์ด๋Ÿฐ ๊ฐ€์šด๋ฐ ์ด๋ž€ ๋ฌธ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ์š”์†Œ๋กœ ๋ถ€๊ฐ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„ ๋‚ด์—์„œ๋„ ์ด ๋ฌธ์ œ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์—ผ๋ ค๋ฅผ ๋งŽ์ด ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฌด์ƒค๋ผํ”„ ๋Œ€ํ†ต๋ น๋„ ์ค‘๋™ ์ˆœ๋ฐฉ ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ๊ทธ ๋ฌธ์ œ๋ฅผ ํฌํ•จํ•ด์„œ ์ด๋ž€ ํ•ต๋ฌธ์ œ ํฌํ•จํ•ด์„œ ๊ธฐ์—ฌํ•ด ๋ณด๋ ค๊ณ  ๋งŽ์ด ๋…ธ๋ ฅ์„ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์ข‹์€ ์„ฑ๊ณผ ์žˆ๊ธธ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ •๋ถ€๋Š” ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ์•…ํ™”๋  ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ๊ทธ์— ๋งž๋Š” ๋Œ€์ฑ…์„ ์„ธ์›Œ ์ดํ–‰ํ•  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ง€๋‚œ 2002๋…„ ํŒŒํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์€ 9ใ†11 ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ ์ดํ›„ ์ธ๋„์™€์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„๊ฐ€ ์•…ํ™”๋˜๋ฉด์„œ ์ „์Ÿ ์œ„๊ธฐ๊นŒ์ง€ ๋Œ€๋‘๋œ ์ ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๋‹น์‹œ ์ตœ์•…์˜ ์‹œ๋‚˜๋ฆฌ์˜ค์— ๋Œ€๋น„ํ•œ ๋น„์ƒ๊ณ„ํš์„ ๋งŽ์ด ์„ธ์›Œ๋’€๋‹ค. ํ–ฅํ›„ ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ์•…ํ™”๋˜๋ฉด ๋‹น์‹œ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ณ„ํš๋“ค์„ ํ† ๋Œ€๋กœ ์ถฉ๋ถ„ํ•œ ๊ณ„ํš์„ ์„ธ์›Œ ์ดํ–‰ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์„ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณธ๋‹ค.
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4๊ฐœ ์˜ค์ง€ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋“ค์ด ์ง€๋‚œ๋‹ฌ 28์ผ ์„œ์šธ ํ”„๋ผ์žํ˜ธํ…”์—์„œ ์™ธ๊ตํ™œ๋™์˜ ์–ด๋ ค์›€์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์–˜๊ธฐํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์™ผ์ชฝ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋ฅ˜๊ด‘์ฒ  ์ฃผ ์•„์ œ๋ฅด๋ฐ”์ด์ž” ๋Œ€์‚ฌ, ๋‚จ์ƒ์ • ์ฃผ ๋„คํŒ” ๋Œ€์‚ฌ, ์ด์ง€ํ•˜ ์ฃผ ์ฝ”ํŠธ๋””๋ถ€์•„๋ฅด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ, ๋ฌธํ˜ธ์ค€ ์ฃผ ๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ. ์†์šฉ์„๊ธฐ์ž stones@hk.co.kr
ํ•œ๊ตญ์ผ๋ณด๋Š” ์ง€๋‚œ๋‹ฌ 26~28์ผ ์—ด๋ฆฐ ์žฌ์™ธ๊ณต๊ด€์žฅํšŒ์˜์— ์ฐธ์„ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ๊ท€๊ตญํ•œ ๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด(์•„์‹œ์•„) ๋„คํŒ”(์•„์‹œ์•„) ์•„์ œ๋ฅด๋ฐ”์ด์ž”(๋™์œ ๋Ÿฝ) ์ฝ”ํŠธ๋””๋ถ€์•„๋ฅด(์•„ํ”„๋ฆฌ์นด) 4๊ฐœ๊ตญ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ์ดˆ์ฒญ, 28์ผ ์ขŒ๋‹ดํšŒ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€์กŒ๋‹ค.
ํ•œ๊ตญ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์ด ๊ฐœ์„ค๋œ ๊ณณ์€ 192๊ฐœ ์œ ์—” ํšŒ์›๊ตญ ์ค‘ 100์—ฌ๊ฐœ๊ตญ. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ 4๊ฐœ๊ตญ ๊ณต๊ด€์€ ์™ธ๊ตํ†ต์ƒ๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ‘์˜ค์ง€(ๅฅงๅœฐ) ๊ณต๊ด€’์œผ๋กœ ๋ถ„๋ฅ˜ํ•˜๋Š” ๋‚˜๋ผ๋‹ค. ๋”๊ตฌ๋‚˜ ์–ผ๋งˆ ์ „๊นŒ์ง€ ๋‚ด์ „ ๋˜๋Š” ์ „์Ÿ์ƒํƒœ์˜€๊ณ  ์ง€๊ธˆ๋„ ์ •์ •์ด ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•œ ‘๋ถ„์Ÿ์ง€์—ญ ๊ณต๊ด€’์ด๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•˜๋‹ค. ๊ฐ€๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๊ณ , ์ƒํ™œํ•˜๊ธฐ ์–ด๋ ต๊ณ , ์œ„ํ—˜ํ•˜๊ธฐ๊นŒ์ง€ ํ•œ ์ด๊ณณ์—์„œ ์™ธ๊ตํ™œ๋™๊ณผ ๊ต๋ฏผ๋ณดํ˜ธ์— ์—ฌ๋…์ด ์—†๋Š” ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋“ค๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์˜ค์ง€ ์™ธ๊ต์˜ ์ƒ์ƒํ•œ ์ฒดํ—˜์„ ๋“ค์–ด ๋ดค๋‹ค.
_์˜ค์ง€์ธ ๋™์‹œ์— ๋ถ„์Ÿ์ง€์—ญ์ด์–ด์„œ ๊ต๋ฏผใ†์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ ๋ณดํ˜ธ์— ์–ด๋ ค์›€์ด ๋งŽ์„ ํ…๋ฐ.
๋‚จ์ƒ์ • ์ฃผ ๋„คํŒ”๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์ง€๋‚œํ•ด 8์›” ํžˆ๋ง๋ผ์•ผ ์•ˆ๋‚˜ํ‘ธ๋ฅด๋‚˜๋ด‰ ์ธ๊ทผ ๊ณ„๊ณก์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ฐฐ๋‚ญ์กฑ์ด ์‹ค์กฑ์‚ฌํ•ด ๋งˆ์„ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์— ์˜ํ•ด ๋ฐœ๊ฒฌ๋œ ์ ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ธ์ ์ด ๋“œ๋ฌผ๋‹ค ๋ณด๋‹ˆ ์‹ค์กฑ ํ›„ ์ˆ˜๊ฐœ์›”์ด ์ง€๋‚œ ์ƒํƒœ์˜€๋‹ค. ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์˜ ์—ฐ๋ฝ์„ ๋ฐ›์€ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์˜์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ์‹œ์‹ ์„ ํ™•์ธํ•˜๋Š” ๋ฐ๋งŒ 3์ผ ๊ฑธ๋ ธ๋‹ค. ์ง์ ‘ ๋“ฑ๋ฐ˜ํ•ด ํ˜„์žฅ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ–ˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. ๋ฒ ์ด์Šค ์บ ํ”„๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ณ ์ง€ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ํ—ฌ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ด์šฉํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•˜๋ฉด 1์ฃผ์ผ์„ ๊ฑธ์–ด๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ตญ๋‚ด ์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ์ด ํžˆ๋ง๋ผ์•ผ ์‚ฐ์•… ํŠธ๋ž˜ํ‚น์„ ํ•  ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ๊ด€๊ด‘๊ฐ€์ด๋“œ์˜ ์•ˆ๋‚ด๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›๋“ ์ง€ 2์ธ1์กฐ๋กœ ํ–‰๋™ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ์ง€ ์•Š์•„ ์‚ฌ๊ณ  ์œ„ํ—˜์ด ๋†’๊ณ  ์‚ฌ๊ณ  ์‹œ ์ฒ˜๋ฆฌ๋„ ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”๋‹ค. ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ ์ค‘์—๋Š” ๋ฏผ์ฃผํ™”์šด๋™์œผ๋กœ ๊ทน์‹ฌํ•œ ํ˜ผ๋ž€์„ ๊ฒช๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ์ˆ˜๋„ ์นดํŠธ๋งŒ๋‘์—์„œ ์‹œ์œ„๊ฐ€ ์žฌ๋ฏธ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๊ตฌ๊ฒฝํ•˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋„ ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ์œ„ํ—˜์„ ์ž์ดˆํ•˜๋Š” ํ–‰๋™์ด๋‹ค.”
๋ฌธํ˜ธ์ค€ ์ฃผ ๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์ง€๋‚œํ•ด 5์›” ํ•ด๊ณ ๊ตฐ์ธ์˜ ๋ฐ˜๋ž€์œผ๋กœ ์‹œ๋‚ด์—์„œ ์ด๊ฒฉ์ „์ด ๋ฐœ์ƒํ–ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์‚ฌ์—…์ฐจ ์˜จ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋‚˜๋ผ ํšŒ์‚ฌ์› ์ค‘ ํ•œ ๋ช…์ด ์ด์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋“ฃ๊ณ  ๋ฐ”๊นฅ์œผ๋กœ ๋‚˜์™”๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ์œ ํƒ„์— ๋งž์€ ์ ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์œ„ํ—˜ํ•œ ๊ณณ์ผ์ˆ˜๋ก ํ˜ธ๊ธฐ์‹ฌ๋ณด๋‹ค๋Š” ์‹ ๋ณ€์•ˆ์ „์„ ์ค‘์‹œํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋‚จ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋Š” 2์ธ1์กฐ๋ฅผ ๋ง์”€ํ•˜์…จ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋‚˜๋Š” 3์ธ1์กฐ๋กœ ํ–‰๋™ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋งํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค. ์‚ฌ๊ณ ๋ฅผ ๋‹นํ•˜๋ฉด ํ•œ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์‚ฌ๊ณ ๋‹น์‚ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ๋ณดํ˜ธํ•˜๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ํ•œ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์‹ ์†ํžˆ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์— ์—ฐ๋ฝํ•ด์•ผ ํ•˜๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. ๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด ๊ฐ™์€ ๋ถ„์Ÿ์ง€์—ญ์— ์™”์„ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์— ๋ฏธ๋ฆฌ ์—ฐ๋ฝ์„ ํ•ด ์คฌ์œผ๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ๋‹ค.”
์ด์ง€ํ•˜ ์ฃผ ์ฝ”ํŠธ๋””๋ถ€์•„๋ฅด๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “2004๋…„ 12์›” ๋Œ€๊ทœ๋ชจ ์œ ํ˜ˆํญ๋™์‚ฌํƒœ ์ดํ›„ ๊ต๋ฏผ์ธ๊ตฌ๊ฐ€ 300๋ช…์—์„œ 150๋ช…์œผ๋กœ ์ค„์—ˆ๋‹ค. ํญ๋™ ๋‹น์‹œ ์ดˆ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๊ณ„์—๋Š” ๊ต๋ฏผ๋“ค์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์ง€์‹œ์— ์ž˜ ๋”ฐ๋ž๋Š”๋ฐ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ๊ฐˆ์ˆ˜๋ก ๊ธด์žฅ๋„๊ฐ€ ๋–จ์–ด์ง€๋ฉด์„œ ๋ถˆ๊ฐ์ฆ์ด ์ƒ๊ฒผ๋‹ค. ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ๋ฐœ์ƒํ•˜๋ฉด ์ธํ„ฐ๋„ท์—๋„ ์˜ฌ๋ฆฌ๊ณ , ์ „ํ™”๋„ ๋Œ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ๋„ ๊ต๋ฏผ์—๊ฒŒ ์ƒํ™ฉ์ „๋‹ฌ์ด ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ์•ˆ ๋˜๋Š” ๊ฒฝ์šฐ๊ฐ€ ๋งŽ๋‹ค.”
_๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์ง์›์ด๋‚˜ ๊ต๋ฏผ๋“ค์ด ํ’ํ† ๋ณ‘๊ณผ ์ƒํ™œ์‹œ์„ค ๋ฏธ๋น„๋กœ ๊ฒช๋Š” ์–ด๋ ค์›€๋„ ํด ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์ƒ๊ฐ๋œ๋‹ค.
๋ฅ˜๊ด‘์ฒ  ์ฃผ ์•„์ œ๋ฅด๋ฐ”์ด์ž”๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์น˜๋ฃŒ๋ฌธ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์‹ฌ๊ฐํ•˜๋‹ค. ์•„์ œ๋ฅด๋ฐ”์ด์ž”์˜ ์ˆ˜๋„์ธ ๋ฐ”์ฟ ์—์„œ๋„ ์˜์‚ฌ์˜ ์ˆ˜์ค€์ด ๋‚ฎ๊ณ  ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ๋œ ์˜๋ฃŒ์‹œ์„ค์ด ์—†์–ด ๋ณ‘์ด ๋‚˜๋ฉด ๋ฌด์กฐ๊ฑด ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋‚˜๋ผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ๊ณต์‚ฐ์ฃผ์˜ ์ฒด์ œ์˜€๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ฒด์œก์‹œ์„ค ๋“ฑ ๊ฐ€์กฑ ์—ฌ๊ฐ€์‹œ์„ค๋„ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์—†๋‹ค. ์ฃผ๋ง์„ ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋ณด๋‚ด๋Š๋ƒ๊ฐ€ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๊ณ ๋ฏผ์ด๋‹ค. ์ˆ˜๋„์ธ ๋ฐ”์ฟ ๋Š” 19์„ธ๊ธฐ ๋ง ์„์œ ์‚ฐ์—…์ด ์ฒ˜์Œ์œผ๋กœ ์ƒ์—…ํ™”ํ•œ ๋„์‹œ๋กœ ํ˜„์žฌ๋„ ์‚ฐ์—…์‹œ์„ค์ด ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ๋”๊ตฌ๋‚˜ ์ตœ๊ทผ์˜ ๊ฒฝ์ œ๊ฐœ๋ฐœ ๋ถ์œผ๋กœ ์ „์ฒด์ธ๊ตฌ 800๋งŒ ์ค‘์— 300๋งŒ๋ช…์ด ๋ฐ”์ฟ ์— ์‚ฐ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‹ˆ ๊ณตํ•ด๊ฐ€ ์˜ค์ฃฝ ํ•˜๊ฒ ๋Š”๊ฐ€.”
๋‚จ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “๋„คํŒ”์€ 11๋…„ ๊ฐ„ ๋งˆ์˜ค์ด์ŠคํŠธ์™€์˜ ๋‚ด์ „์œผ๋กœ ์ธํ”„๋ผ๊ฐ€ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์—†๋‹ค. ๊ณต์‚ฐํ’ˆ๊ณผ ์œ ๋ฅ˜๋ฅผ 100% ์ธ๊ทผ ์ธ๋„์— ์˜์กดํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋”์šฑ์ด ์ง€๊ธˆ์€ ๋ฏผ์ฃผํ™” ์šด๋™์— ๋”ฐ๋ฅธ ํ˜ผ๋ž€์œผ๋กœ ๋ถˆํŽธ์„ ๊ฒช๋Š” ์ผ์ด ๋งŽ๋‹ค. ์นดํŠธ๋งŒ๋‘๋กœ ์ง„์ž…ํ•˜๋Š” ๋„๋กœ๊ฐ€ ์‹œ์œ„๋Œ€์— ์ ๊ฑฐ๋˜๋ฉด ์ƒํ•„ํ’ˆ์ด๋‚˜ ๊ธฐ๋ฆ„์ด ์–ธ์ œ ๊ณต๊ธ‰๋ ์ง€ ๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋‹ค. ์ด ๋•Œ๋Š” ์ •์ „์ด ํ•˜๋ฃจ 6, 7์‹œ๊ฐ„์”ฉ ๊ณ„์†๋˜๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์œ„ํ—˜ํ•œ ํ’ํ† ๋ณ‘์€ ์—†์ง€๋งŒ ์˜๋ฃŒ์ˆ˜์ค€์ด ๋‚ฎ๊ณ  ์‹œ์„ค๋„ ์—†์–ด ํ˜„์ง€์— ๋ด‰์‚ฌ๋‹จ์œผ๋กœ ๋‚˜์˜จ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ํ˜‘๋ ฅ ์˜์‚ฌ์˜ ๋„์›€์„ ๋ฐ›๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด ๊ณ ์ž‘์ด๋‹ค. ์ด ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ํฐ ๋ณ‘์ด ๋‚˜๋ฉด ์ธ๊ทผ ํƒœ๊ตญ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€์„œ ์น˜๋ฃŒ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›๋Š”๋‹ค. ๋„คํŒ” ์ˆ˜์ƒ๋„ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์™€ ๋น„์Šทํ•œ ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ๊ฒช์–ด์•ผ ํ•  ์ •๋„๋‹ค.”
์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์ˆ˜๋„๋ฅผ ์˜ฎ๊ฒจ์•ผ ํ–ˆ์„ ๋งŒํผ ๋ง๋ผ๋ฆฌ์•„ ํ™ฉ์—ด๋ณ‘ ๋‡Œ์ˆ˜๋ง‰์—ผ ๋“ฑ ํ’ํ† ๋ณ‘์ด ์‹ฌํ•˜๋‹ค. ๋ง๋ผ๋ฆฌ์•„๋Š” ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์ง์›์ด๋‚˜ ๊ต๋ฏผ๋“ค์ด ์ผ์ƒ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฑธ๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์‘๊ธ‰์ฒ˜์น˜์šฉ ์ฃผ์‚ฌ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ค€๋น„ํ•ด ๋†“๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€๋‚œํ•ด 8์›”์—๋Š” ์ˆ˜๋„ ์•„๋น„์žฅ์— ์œ ๋Ÿฝ ๋ชจ ํ™”ํ•™ํšŒ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ๋…์„ฑ์ด ๊ฐ•ํ•œ ํ๊ธฐ๋ฌผ์„ ๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ฐ€ 15๋ช…์ด ์ฃฝ๊ณ  12๋งŒ๋ช…์ด ํ˜ธํก๊ธฐ ์žฅ์•  ๋“ฑ ๊ฐ์ข… ์งˆ๋ณ‘์— ์‹œ๋‹ฌ๋ ธ๋‹ค. ํ๊ธฐ๋ฌผ ํˆฌ์ฒ™์žฅ์†Œ๊ฐ€ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€์—์„œ ๋ถˆ๊ณผ 3㎞๋ฐ–์— ๋–จ์–ด์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์€ ๊ณณ์ด์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ๋„ ๋‹น๊ตญ์œผ๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์•„๋ฌด๋Ÿฐ ์ •๋ณด๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›์ง€ ๋ชปํ–ˆ๊ณ  ์œ ์–ธ๋น„์–ด๋งŒ ๋Œ ๋ฟ ํ˜„์ง€ ์–ธ๋ก ๋„ ๋ฌด๊ฐ๊ฐํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ์ƒ๋‹น๊ธฐ๊ฐ„ ๋งˆ์Šคํฌ๋ฅผ ์“ฐ๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๋Š๋ผ ํ˜ผ์ด ๋‚ฌ๋‹ค.”
๋ฌธ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “ํƒ€๊ตญ์˜ ๋ฌด๊ด€์ด ๋Ž…๊ธฐ์—ด์— ๊ฑธ๋ ค ํ›„์†ก๋œ ์ง€ 3์ผ ๋งŒ์— ์‚ฌ๋งํ•œ ์ผ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๊ด€ ์ง์›๋„ ๋‘ ๋ฒˆ์ด๋‚˜ ๋ง๋ผ๋ฆฌ์•„์— ๊ฑธ๋ ธ์ง€๋งŒ ๋‹คํ–‰ํžˆ ํšŒ๋ณต๋๋‹ค. ๋ง๋ผ๋ฆฌ์•„๋‚˜ ๋Ž…๊ธฐ์—ด์€ ๋ฉด์—ญ์ด ์ƒ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ผ๋‹จ ๊ฐ๊ธฐ๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ์ง€์ฒด ์—†์ด ํ™•์ธํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค.”
_์ด๋Ÿฐ ์–ด๋ ค์›€ ์†์—์„œ๋„ ์˜ค์ง€ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€์™€ ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์ง€์†ํ•˜๋Š” ์ด์œ ๋Š” ๋ฌด์—‡์ž…๋‹ˆ๊นŒ.
์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์ฝ”ํŠธ๋””๋ถ€์•„๋ฅด๋Š” ์ •์„ธ์™€ ์น˜์•ˆ์ด ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์„œ๋ถ€์•„ํ”„๋ฆฌ์นด์˜ ์ค‘์‹ฌ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๋‹ค. ์ฝ”์ฝ”์•„ ์ƒ์‚ฐ๋Ÿ‰์€ ์„ธ๊ณ„ 1์œ„๊ณ , ์ปคํ”ผ ๋ชฉ์žฌ ๋“ฑ ์ž์›๋„ ํ’๋ถ€ํ•œ ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๋‹ค. ์•ž์œผ๋กœ ํ˜‘๋ ฅํ•ด์„œ ๊ฐœ๋ฐœํ•  ๋Œ€์ƒ์ด๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๋‹น์žฅ ์–ด๋ ค์›€์ด ์žˆ๋”๋ผ๋„ ์ฐธ์•„ ๋‚ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์œ ์—” ๋“ฑ ๊ตญ์ œ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ ํ˜‘๋ ฅ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ๋„ ๋ฌด์‹œํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋Š” ์ƒ๋Œ€๋‹ค.”
๋‚จ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “๋„คํŒ”์€ ์‚ฌ์‹ค ๊ด‘๋ฌผ์ด๋‚˜ ์„์œ ์ž์›๋„ ์—†๋Š” ์„ธ๊ณ„ ์ตœ๋นˆ๊ตญ์ด๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ๋„ ๊ตญ๋‚ด ๋ชจ ๊ฑด์„คํšŒ์‚ฌ๋Š” ์ ์ž๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ˆ˜ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ์‚ฌ์—…์„ ๊ณ„์†ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ ์ด์œ ๋Š” ๊ฐœ๋ฐœ ์›์กฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›์•„ ์ธํ”„๋ผ ๊ตฌ์ถ•์— ๋‚˜์„ค ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ์—„์ฒญ๋‚œ ๊ฑด์„ค์‹œ์žฅ์ด ์ƒ๊ธฐ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. ์ข€ ์ข‹์•„์ง„๋‹ค ์‹ถ์–ด์„œ ๋’ค๋Šฆ๊ฒŒ ๋›ฐ์–ด๋“ค๋ฉด ์ด๋ฏธ ๋Šฆ๋‹ค. ์ดˆ๊ธฐ ํˆฌ์ž๊ฐ€ ์ค‘์š”ํ•˜๋‹ค. ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€๊ณ„ ์œ ์ง€๋Š” ๋ฐ”๋กœ ์ด๋Ÿฐ ์ฐจ์›์ด๋‹ค.”
๋ฅ˜ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์„์œ  ๊ฐ€์Šค ๋“ฑ ์ž์› ๋ถ€๊ตญ์ธ ์ด๊ณณ์— ์„œ๋ฐฉ์ž๋ณธ์ด ๋“ค์–ด์™€ ๋Œ€์„ฑ๊ณต์„ ๊ฑฐ๋’€๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ์ธํ”„๋ผ๊ฐ€ ๋‚™ํ›„๋ผ ์žˆ๊ณ  ์‚ฐ์—…๋‹ค๋ณ€ํ™” ํ•„์š”์„ฑ๋„ ์ œ๊ธฐ๋œ๋‹ค. ํ•œ๊ตญ๊ณผ ์ด์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ํ˜‘๋ ฅํ•˜๊ณ ์ž ํ•˜๋Š” ์˜์ง€๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ•ํ•˜๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์™ธ๊ต์ ์œผ๋กœ๋‚˜ ๊ฒฝ์ œ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋ ฅํ•  ๊ฐ€์น˜๊ฐ€ ์ถฉ๋ถ„ํžˆ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋‚˜๋ผ๋‹ค.”
๋ฌธ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด๋Š” ์ฒœ์—ฐ๊ฐ€์Šค ๋ถ€๊ตญ์ด์ง€๋งŒ ๊ฐœ๋ฐœ์ด ์•ˆ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๊ธฐ์—…๋“ค์ด ๋งŽ์ด ๊ด€์‹ฌ์„ ๊ฐ€์ ธ์•ผ ํ•  ๋‚˜๋ผ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์ธก๋ฉด์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ •๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ์‹ ์ƒ๊ตญ์ธ ๋™ํ‹ฐ๋ชจ๋ฅด์— ๋Œ€์™ธ์›์กฐ๋ฅผ ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ํ˜‘๋ ฅ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์œ ์ง€ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ ๋ขฐ๋ฅผ ๊ตฌ์ถ•ํ•  ํ•„์š”๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ๋Œ€์™ธ์›์กฐ๋Š” ๋ฏธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ์œ„ํ•œ ํˆฌ์ž๋‹ค.”
_์ตœ๊ทผ ์ค‘๊ตญ์˜ ์ ๊ทน์ ์ธ ๋Œ€ ์•„ํ”„๋ฆฌ์นด ์™ธ๊ต๊ฐ€ ํ™”์ œ๊ฐ€ ๋˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์˜ ์˜ค์ง€์™ธ๊ต์—์„œ ๋ถ€์กฑํ•œ ์ ์€ ๋ฌด์—‡์ธ๊ฐ€.
๋‚จ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์ด๋ฅธ๋ฐ” ๋Œ€๊ตญ์™ธ๊ต๋ฅผ ํŽผ์น˜๋Š” ์ค‘๊ตญ์ด๋‚˜ ๊ฒฝ์ œ๊ฐ•๊ตญ ์™ธ๊ต๋ฅผ ์ง€ํ–ฅํ•˜๋Š” ์ผ๋ณธ์— ๋น„ํ•ด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€ ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์ ๋‹ค. ์ผ๋ณธ์€ 17๋ช…, ์ค‘๊ตญ์€ 30~40๋ช… ๊ทœ๋ชจ์ธ๋ฐ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” 4, 5๋ช…๋ฐ–์— ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค. ์ฃผ์žฌ๊ตญ๊ณผ์˜ ํ˜‘๋ ฅ๊ด€๊ณ„๋‚˜ ์ •๋ณด ์ˆ˜์ง‘ใ†์ œ๊ณต, ๊ธฐ์—…์„œ๋น„์Šค, ๊ต๋ฏผใ†์—ฌํ–‰๊ฐ ๋ณดํ˜ธ ์ธก๋ฉด์—์„œ ๊ฒฝ์Ÿ์ด ๋  ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋‹ค. ์ด๋Ÿฐ ์ƒํ™ฉ์—์„œ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์˜ ๊ธฐ๋Œ€๋Š” ์„ ์ง„๊ตญ ์ˆ˜์ค€์ด๋‹ˆ ์–ด๋ ค์›€์ด ํฌ๋‹ค. ๋ฏธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ์œ„ํ•œ ํˆฌ์ž๋ผ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋Œ€์™ธ์›์กฐ๊ฐ€ ์˜ฌํ•ด ๋Š˜์–ด๋‚œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์•„์ง ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ฒฝ์ œ์œ„์ƒ์—์„œ ๋ณผ ๋•Œ ์ฐฝํ”ผํ•œ ์ˆ˜์ค€์ด๋‹ค.”
๋ฅ˜ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์šฐ๋ฆฌ ํ˜„์‹ค์—์„œ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ํ•œ๋ฐ˜๋„ ์ฃผ๋ณ€ 4๊ฐ• ์™ธ๊ต๊ฐ€ ์ค‘์š”ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์™ธ๊ต๊ด€๊ณ„์˜ ๋™์‹ฌ์›์„ ์ ์  ๋„“ํ˜€๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ์™ธํ™˜์œ„๊ธฐ ์ดํ›„ ํ•ด์™ธ ๊ณต๊ด€์„ ๋Œ€ํญ ์ถ•์†Œ์‹œ์ผฐ๋Š”๋ฐ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตญ๋ ฅ์— ๋น„ํ•ด ๊ณต๊ด€์ˆซ์ž๊ฐ€ ์ง€๋‚˜์น˜๊ฒŒ ์ ๋‹ค. ์ค‘๊ตญ์˜ ์•„ํ”„๋ฆฌ์นด ๊ณต๋žต์€ ์„œ๋ฐฉ์ด ์†๋Œ€์ง€ ์•Š์€ ๋ฏธ๊ฐœ๋ฐœ์ง€์—ญ์„ ์ฐพ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•œ ์ „๋žต์  ์„ ํƒ์ด๋‹ค.”
์ด ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “์‚ฌ์‹ค ์œ ๋Ÿฝ ๊ฐ™์€ ์„œ๋ฐฉ์„ธ๊ณ„๋Š” ์›์กฐ ์ œ๊ณต ๋•Œ ์ธ๊ถŒ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฒฝ์ œ์™ธ์  ๋ฌธ์ œ๋ฅผ ํ‰๊ฐ€ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋ฐ˜๋ฉด ์ค‘๊ตญ์€ ์—๋„ˆ์ง€ ํ™•๋ณด ๋“ฑ ์ „๋žต์  ์ธก๋ฉด์—์„œ ํ•„์š”ํ•˜๋ฉด ๋ฌด์กฐ๊ฑด ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ์ „๋žต์  ์›์กฐ๋ผ๋Š” ๋ถ€์ •์  ํ‰๊ฐ€๋„ ์žˆ๋‹ค.”
_์•„ํ”„๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ์Šคํƒ„์—์„œ ์ž์‚ดํญํƒ„ํ…Œ๋Ÿฌ๋กœ ํ•œ๊ตญ๊ตฐ ๋ณ‘์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ํฌ์ƒ๋๋‹ค. ๋ถ„์Ÿ์ง€์—ญ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ๋กœ์„œ ํ•ด์™ธํŒŒ๋ณ‘์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•˜๋Š”๊ฐ€.
๋ฅ˜ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “๊ตญ์ œ์‚ฌํšŒ๋‚˜ ์œ ์—” ํšŒ์›๊ตญ์˜ ์ผ์›์œผ๋กœ์„œ ์ผ์ •ํ•œ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋‚ด๋ ค๋ฉด ์ฑ…์ž„๋„ ๋‚˜๋ˆ ์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ํŠนํžˆ ์œ ์—”์€ ํ‰ํ™”์œ ์ง€๊ตฐ(PKO) ์˜ˆ์‚ฐ์„ ํ™•๋Œ€ํ•˜๋ ค๋Š” ์›€์ง์ž„์„ ๋ณด์ด๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํฐ ์ „์Ÿ์€ ์—†์ง€๋งŒ ๊ตญ์ง€์ „์ด ๋Š˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋‹ค. PKO ํŒŒ๋ณ‘์€ ์ •์น˜์ ์ธ ๋Œ€์™ธ์›์กฐ๋กœ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค.”
๋‚จ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “1993๋…„ ์†Œ๋ง๋ฆฌ์•„์— PKO๋ฅผ ํŒŒ๋ณ‘ํ•  ๋•Œ ๊ณต๋ณ‘๋ถ€๋Œ€์ธ ์ƒ๋ก์ˆ˜๋ถ€๋Œ€๋ฅผ ๋ณด๋‚ด๋Š” ์—…๋ฌด๋ฅผ ๋งก์•˜๋‹ค. ๋‹น์‹œ ์ดํƒˆ๋ฆฌ์•„ ์ „ํˆฌ๋ถ€๋Œ€๊ฐ€ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ถ€๋Œ€ ๊ฒฝํ˜ธ๋ฅผ ๋งก์•˜๋‹ค. ๊ณผ์—ฐ ์œ„๊ธ‰ ์ƒํ™ฉ์ด ๋ฐœ์ƒํ•˜๋ฉด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ตฐ์„ ์ œ๋Œ€๋กœ ์ง€์ผœ์ค„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์„๊นŒ ํ•˜๋Š” ์˜๋ฌธ์ด ๋“ค์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๋น„ ์ „ํˆฌ๋ถ€๋Œ€๋ฅผ ๋ณด๋‚ด๋”๋ผ๋„ ์ž์ฒด ๋ฐฉ์–ด๋ถ€๋Œ€๊ฐ€ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ๊ฐ€์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค. ๋‹ค๊ตญ์ ๊ตฐ๊ณผ ์ •์น˜์  ์„ฑ๊ฒฉ์ด ๋‹ค๋ฅธ PKO๋Š” ์ž„๋ฌด๊ณผ์ •์ƒ ํฌ์ƒ์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๊ฐ์˜ค๋ฅผ ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•˜๊ณ , ์ด๋ฅผ ๊ตญ๋ฏผ์—๊ฒŒ๋„ ์•Œ๋ ค์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค.”
๋ฌธ ๋Œ€์‚ฌ= “ํ•œ๊ตญ์ „์Ÿ ๋‹น์‹œ ์œ ์—” ์ฐธ์ „๊ตญ ๊ตฐ์ธ๋“ค์˜ ์ˆ˜๋งŽ์€ ํฌ์ƒ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ฐธ์ „๊ตญ๋“ค์€ ์ด์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ์ž๋ถ€์‹ฌ์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ์žˆ๊ณ  ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์˜ ๋ฐœ์ „์ƒ์„ ์ž๋ž‘์Šค๋Ÿฌ์›Œ ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ํ•œ๊ตญ์— ์ง„ํ•œ ์œ ๋Œ€๊ฐ์„ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์œค์žฅํ˜ธ ๋ณ‘์žฅ์˜ ํฌ์ƒ์ด ๊ฐ€์Šด ์•„ํ”„์ง€๋งŒ ๊ตญ์ต๊ณผ ๋Œ€์Šน์  ์ฐจ์›์—์„œ ํŒ๋‹จ์ด ๋ผ์•ผ ํ•  ์ผ์ด๋‹ค.”