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Searching for Everardo

I just finished Searching for Everardo, by Jennifer Harbury. It is her story of her falling in love with a Guatemalan rebel, his subsequent capture and death, and her long efforts to find out what happened to him. It is yet another indictment of the CIA and our government, and also a book of light hope, because there are indeed decent people in all countries who are willing to do what is necessary to make things right.

Clearly, something needs to be done about the way we have constructed a cell around all of Latin America and called it ours to play with. Something has to be done about our endorsement of torture worldwide. If our individual police forces can operate without using force in this way, then so can international "police". Torture is not even effective, yet we pay for it every day. I feel such despair at times. The more I read, the more I hear, the more I know and knowing makes me complicit. What am I doing about it? I send money now and then. I write an occasional note in my journal. I write an occasional book review. I don't have the kind of strength Jennifer Harbury has, or that so many others have, the strength to be singleminded in purpose and to sacrifice all if necessary. I admire that kind of strength, perhaps above all others, because these are people who are subjected to ridicule and misrepresentation but it never stops them. It would stop me.


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Feb. 1st, 2005 03:41 pm (UTC)
If you encountered a situation that needed you to do something you'd probably do it, after all the one benefit of age is realising it doesn't matter what other people think of you, only what you think of yourself.

By and large people don't go off and find dragons to slay they just end up with them in the back garden and not everyone has that happen.
Feb. 1st, 2005 04:28 pm (UTC)
That is certainly true, about the dragons. But I believe we are indeed presented with little or bigger dragons at different times in our lives and I for one tend to back off after making some fluffy attempt to fix things.

You are right, too, about age. And possibly about me, now. Possibly.

The other day I thought about my daughter Mary and how she acted when I suddenly became so ill that I landed in the hospital, bleeding inside. While I was hooked up to various instruments in the emergency room, I had to go to the bathroom badly. I told the attendant I needed to go but he tried to put me off. Mary spoke up: "She needs to go NOW." She was insistent, and helped me get the care I needed at a time when I was too weak to push for it myself. It isn't a huge deal (although I bet the hospital would not have been thrilled to have fecal matter spread all over their instruments) but to me it said so much about Mary. She was a young tired mother, actually holding her young son, and she stayed there to make sure I was being taken care of. I won't soon forget that, and I wondered the other day if I would be so forceful if someone I loved were in that position. I only hope so!

I know I have a lot of strength and that it is available in emergencies, when I do manage to maintain my calm. Yet somehow facing down ridicule and resistance can be so very hard.
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