A country you’ve never heard of

Would you guys want to read a magazine article about this destination? It’s a place that I definitely want to make it to in my life-time and write about. Unfortunately a few years ago someone beat me to it, in the pages of the New York Times Magazine.

Anyways, for a brief moment in the 1970s, Nauruans were the second richest people in the world. That’s quite a feat considering their island is roughly the size of downtown Manhattan (it’s the third smallest country after Vatican City and Monaco). For over a century, 95% of their economy depended on a single export: phosphate, a key ingredient in fertilizer. While other South Pacific nations have found their niche, such as Fiji and its successful tourism industry, now that the phosphate’s gone, Nauru is floundering in the sea. The country has become a modern-day Easter Island-a cautionary story highlighting the consequences of environmental exploitation taken to an extreme.

Nauru has recently marketed itself as an anything-goes offshore banking destination and as a satellite penal colony for Australia. For $25,000, you can set up your own bank; Russian gangsters laundered $70 million in one year alone. Other substitutes for strip-mining include selling passports and recognizing Taiwan, for which they receive $13 million a year. But by far their most lucrative cash cow has been holding Australian asylum-seekers, for which they’ve been paid $100 million since 2001. The detention camp currently holds 82 Sri Lankans, none of whom can leave the premises because of a recent alleged rape.

If for nothing else, I’m intrigued here by the cultural experience of growing up in a country of that size. If you’re intrigued, tune in next week and I’ll post some more.

The 5 Smallest Countries in the World

Traveling through Europe as a teenager, we made a stopover in Liechtenstein, a small, landlocked principality nestled between Switzerland and Austria. Crossing the border, I remember thinking to myself, “wow, this country has a lot of letters in its name. I’m hungry.” And so we found a place to eat, but then I realized that all of Liechtenstein was less than 70 square miles! I couldn’t believe it. I lived in Texas at the time, which was roughly 4,000 times larger, and it was only a state! This was an entire country, and I could probably run from one side to another in a few hours! Insane.

I was sad to find out, then, that Liechtenstein didn’t even make the cut in the “5 Smallest Countries in the World” profile by Neatorama.com. What a bummer. Here are the countries that did make the list:

  1. Vatican City – 0.17 square miles
  2. Monaco – 0.8 square miles
  3. Nauru – 8 square miles
  4. Tuvalu – 9 square miles
  5. San Marino – 24 square miles

Liechtenstein comes in sixth. Sixth. So close. If I would have visited any of these on that trip, my head probably would have exploded for the shear novelty of being in such a small country. What can I say? I’m easily amused.

Our Plastic Seas and Nauru

Neil beat me to the punch on this wonderfully bizarre article on these massive floating islands of trash in the Pacific. I saw it earlier and thought it was a marvelously morbid tale. But I’d heard something about these islands a long time ago on a great edition of This American Life, and so I thought I’d post about it. The story takes us there, to these Texas-sized mid-oceanic dumps, but the second story here is the one I also think you should hear because it is one of the best radio stories I’ve ever heard.

The story is by the writer Jack Hitt and tells the tale of the island of Nauru. Nauru is one of those places that is literally in the Middle of Nowhere, but even though it is far away and hardly anyone has ever heard of it, the island’s story touches us all, in a way. The island was a key source of guano in the early century, when the Germans and others used the guano for phosphates in order to make gunpowder and other products. During a short spell, the island became awash in guano wealth, or guano dollars. But once bird turds were no longer used for this purpose because other synthetic and otherwise sources of phosphates were developed, the island went into serious decline.

Now it is a wasteland with yet another story attached: the story of Afghan refugees. I believe the story of the refugees has been resolved, but the way it is told here and the deeper history if Nauru just described makes this a fabulous Friday listening experience.