Let me describe the scene to you... It's 11.30. I've just gotten home from one dinner and then a second dinner. I'm slightly tired and would like to go to bed. Our house has no electricity so it's pitch black. The phone rings...
Other person: We understand that the President is dead.
Me: That is an unfounded rumour. The President is not dead. I sent an email earlier to that effect.
Other person: People are saying that he is dead.
Me: Presidential Affairs has contacted us and they assured us that he is alive and well.
Other person: He hasn't been on television.
Me: There were pictures of him on TV very much alive just this morning and people saw his motorcade driving around Juba last night.
Other person: This morning was a long time ago. He should be on TV tonight.
Me: He's not dead. I'm going to go now. When I am informed that he is dead you will be the first person I call.
Subsequent to hanging up the phone I realised that I actually can't be assured that the President isn't dead. I didn't actually know. However, it just seemed the right thing to say at the time.