The General’s Labyrinth

CASA RIOS MONTT 2013

On May 10, it appeared that former Guatemalan strongman Efraín Ríos Montt would spend the rest of his days in a prison cell, convicted of genocide and a lengthy list of war crimes. On May 17, the court released a 718 page sentencing document summarizing the evidence, and providing detailed legal arguments supporting the conviction.

For a moment or two, it seemed likely that the largely Mayan victims of Ríos Montt’s savage, murderous abuse would finally receive justice, and that the world would witness the first conviction for genocide ever adjudicated through a national legal system. Now it appears far more likely that the former general will escape into a vast legal labyrinth.

THE GENERAL IMAGINES LIFE INSIDE THE LABYRINTH

THE GENERAL IMAGINES LIFE INSIDE THE LABYRINTH

First, the Constitutional Court ruled that the trial lost legal standing due to a technicality, and must be rolled back to April 19, recommencing only when the technical issues have been resolved. Yet that is just the first turn in the labyrinth. As described by the Open Society Justice Initiative:

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Further, Ríos Montt’s legal team contends that he should be covered under a 1986 amnesty issued by a successor strongman, despite the revocation of that amnesty , and the passage of a National Reconcilaition Law which granted limited amnesty, explicitly excluding genocide, torture and other crimes against humanity, as defined by international law.

With a Constitutional Court that appears deeply split and possibly compromised, resolution of these issues, followed by undoubted appeals and challenges to those resolutions, could assure that the labyrinth will provide comfortable cover to Ríos Montt for many years into the future.

The truth has been established through brave testimony and meticulous documentation, yet justice remains elusive. Beneath the surface, intimidation, erasure and forced forgetfulness will undoubtedly be deployed against those who dared to speak truth to power; the angel of memory flayed from the walls in the public square.

TRUTH TO POWER AND THEN POWER TO TRUTH

TRUTH TO POWER ; THEN POWER TO TRUTH


Remote Horrors

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Forced feeding of hunger striking detainees at Guantanamo Bay, many of whom have been officially cleared for release, continues despite widespread condemnation.

While researching international law regarding hunger strikes, we came across a detailed 1991 declaration from the World Medical Association that discusses ethical considerations regarding the participation of medical professionals in the forced feeding of hunger strikers. The declaration is very clear on the issue of respect for the autonomy of any individual who chooses to refuse food:

2. Respect for autonomy. Physicians should respect individuals’ autonomy. This can involve difficult assessments as hunger strikers’ true wishes may not be as clear as they appear. Any decisions lack moral force if made involuntarily by use of threats, peer pressure or coercion. Hunger strikers should not be forcibly given treatment they refuse. Forced feeding contrary to an informed and voluntary refusal is unjustifiable. 

Authorities attempt to portray tube feeding as a benign administrative procedure applied for humanitarian reasons, yet the reality is a violent and painful assault. Consider the vivid description given by Djuna Barnes in 1914:

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Of course, we are far more “civilized” nowadays; our technology more subtle and humane.

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Listen to the Logos

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LOGOS PROBE

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THE DESPERADO PHILOSOPHER'S FAVORITE KEY

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ALL THINGS ARE ONE


Before the Scales

MOMENT OF TRUTH: RIOS MONTT LISTENS TO THE VERDICT

MOMENT OF TRUTH: RIOS MONTT LISTENS TO THE VERDICT

In the extraordinary moments following the historic verdict of guilty in the trial of former Guatemalan president Efraín Ríos Montt, a song broke out among those crowded inside the courthouse, with lyrics taken from a poem by Otto Rene Castillo:

 “Here, no one cried / Here, we only want to be human / Eat, laugh, fall in love, live / Live life, not die.”

Though unable to find the mother text for these particular lines, we came across another poem (with translation below) while searching:

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RIGOBERTA MENCHU REACTS TO THE VERDICT

RIGOBERTA MENCHU REACTS TO THE VERDICT

We also came across this stunning passage from the 1982 testimonial I, Rigoberta Menchú, written by the brave Mayan woman (and 1992 Nobel laureate) who suffered much during the time of the genocidal campaign executed by Ríos Montt and many others; a woman far ahead of her time, yet one who labored tirelessly against reprisals, cover-ups, redactions, distortions of official history and false reconciliation.

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ANGELS WATCH OVER MEMORIES OF WAR

May those very same angels watch over all the witnesses who came forward to testify against the genocidal regime, in the months and years to come. 


The Soniferous Æther

We are pleased to relay information regarding the most recent extraordinary project from one of our favorite artists here at DP: Charles Stankievech.

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The catalogue includes an interview with curator Ola Wlusek:

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OUTSIDE IN

OUTSIDE IN

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Mr. Stankievech selects a quote from Clarice Lispector as an epigraph for the project:

I only had initially a lunar and lucid vision, and so I plucked for myself the instant before it died and perpetually dies. 

We find the full context for the quoted passage useful, when contemplating voyages to the land beyond the land beyond:

 I don’t know what I’m writing about: I am obscure to myself. I only had initially a lunar and lucid vision, and so I plucked for myself the instant before it died and perpetually dies. This is not a message of ideas that I am transmitting to you but an instinctive ecstasy of whatever is hidden in nature and that I foretell. And this is a feast of words. I write in signs that are more a gesture than a voice.


The Shapeshifter

LET'S MAKE A DEAL

LET’S MAKE A DEAL

Now comes James Czywczynski, with his intention to sell two forty acre parcels on the Pine Ridge Reservation. One parcel includes the site of the 1890 Massacre at Wounded Knee; the second parcel, an area near Porcupine Butte that is also considered sacred by the Oglala Sioux, possibly includes the (unmarked) grave of Crazy Horse.

Mr. Czywczynski recalls the history of ownership in a recent interview:

“The land was put up for sale in the 1930s as an allotment so the Native people could sell their land. The Oglala Sioux Pine Ridge Reservation was sold off and there are many non-Indian ranchers, farmers, businessmen, cowboys and casinos that are owned and within the confines of that reservation. Our property was bought in the 1930s by Woodrow Wilson who signed the deed. Clive Gildersleeve’s father bought the land and store in 1935, which included 40 acres of the national historical site of Wounded Knee. In 1968, I bought the property from the Gildersleeve’s which included the Trading Post Museum, a home, four cabins and museum artifacts. The 40 acres we bought included the ravine and the area where the massacre took place in 1890.”

PARCEL NUMBER ONE

PARCEL NUMBER ONE

Having not succeeded in negotiating a sale with the Oglala by his deadline of May 1, Mr. Czywczynski placed the properties on public offer, for 4.9 million dollars:

“They had until today; the deadline was May 1 to come up with the money. Now we have put it on the open market nationally and internationally. It is just unfortunate. (…) I gave the tribe 30 years and five months to buy this property, and it isn’t as if they didn’t have the money, they could have done a bond issue—I have a friend who could have done a bond issue for them.”

“If they would just have taken $250,000 to copy million, they could have bought that property and owned it today. But, for some reason, they cannot see economic development and they cannot see tourism and they cannot relate. They want everything for free is what it amounts to I guess.”

“We are already getting a flock of calls from people including realtors… a local one in South Dakota that has a woman who wants to buy the land and give it to the Oglala Sioux. I would be glad to have that happen. Somebody from Al Jazeera might buy it too, or some foreign country. This is worldwide now. (…) It isn’t as though I didn’t give them enough time, the prior president served for six terms—I wrote him letters for 12 years and told him they should buy this. The price was even less than it is today.”

MAYBE SOMEBODY FROM AL JAZEERA WILL BUY IT?

MAYBE SOMEBODY FROM AL JAZEERA WILL BUY IT?

With a somewhat version of the story, we find Charles Trimble reporting contact with members of the Gildersleeve family:

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We sense that the spirit of the shapeshifter Iktomi is in play, at play — pulling the strings that make the puppets twist and shout.

SHOW ME THE MONEY

SHOW ME THE MONEY!


Worthy of Stripes

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We are indebted to Chris Hedges for reminding us of Julien Benda’s book La Trahison des Clercs (translated into English somewhat clumsily as The Treason of the Intellectuals), first published in 1927. Benda identifies the fundamental betrayal as the subjugation of knowledge to power, or “the desire to debase the values of knowledge before the values of action,” and then the equally as repellant exaltation in the result.

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We note Benda’s reference to the sophist student Callicles, and his dismissive contempt for philosophers, as recorded in the Gorgias:

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Like Benda in 1927, we are deeply disgusted in 2013 by the shameless cowardice of today’s consortium of clercs, for all their Calliclesian sophistication: cowardly silence regarding ongoing extralegal drone warfare; abuses inside Gitmo; the travails of Bradley Manning and other whistle blowers; and the long list of astonishingly corrupt and mendacious behaviors within the “busy centre and the market-place”. Such silence marks a crushing dominance of the morality of circumstance over more fundamental ethical imperatives. Violent mammals do not handle such unfettered relativism very well.

Yes, we know that such a perspective marks DP as ridiculous and unmanly— we patiently await our stripes.

DEATH OF A DESPERADO PHILOSOPHER

DEATH OF A DESPERADO PHILOSOPHER


Naming the Dead

It is easier to kill innocent civilians when they are reduced to nameless abstractions. Even if not completely dehumanized (the killer is aware he is killing human beings), the victims have been safely de-individuated, subsumed into a vague category such as “local militants”.

Hence the significance of the recently launched effort initiated by the indispensable Bureau for Investigative Journalism: to restore names and faces to all those killed by American drone strikes, primarily in Yemen and Pakistan, during the unending War on Terror.

RE-INDIVIDUATION

RE-INDIVIDUATION

We are reminded of the now iconic photo of a terrified little girl fleeing the inferno in Vietnam. How could this be? She does not look like a communist monster! Her vivid and vulnerable humanity cut through all the ideology and propaganda, and revealed in a moment of violent clarity the utter insanity of that earlier chapter in the ongoing saga of American atrocity.

THIS IS VICTOR CHARLIE?

SO THIS IS VICTOR CHARLIE?

Her name was Kim Phúc, and she now lives – peacefully – in Canada. In 2009, she said:

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An Outward Gaze Unbroken

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GAZING PATRIARCH

According to the news agency Interfax, Russian Orthodox Patriarch Kirill has set his eminently patriarchal gaze upon feminism as comprising a threat dangerous enough to destroy the motherland:

The Patriarch is a close ally of the motherland’s Big Daddy Putin, a mingling of patriarchal and oligarchical juices brilliantly exposed last year by the performance ensemble Pussy Riot. Incarcerated as a result of the convergence of power and religion around the issue of misbehaving (misbegazing?) young women, Nadezhda “Nadya” Tolokonnikova recently gave her first interview since her show trial of last year.

Regarding her forthcoming parole hearing, Tolokonnikova said:

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And regarding her life (and gaze) after prison?

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OUTWARD LOOKING GAZES

A RUSSIAN RIOT OF OUTWARD LOOKING GAZES


Iceberg Redux

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THEY WANT THE FULL MONTY

Australian mining magnate Clive Palmer, who has already divulged plans for an exact replica of the Titanic, announced today that he also plans to create an exact replica of the iceberg that sank the fabled ocean liner.

“It comes down to understanding what this thing is all about,” said Mr. Palmer, adding that his survey results indicate that prospective passengers want the entire “tux to life vest” experience. “They want to know how it felt to make those key decisions, like who gets to escape from steerage, and who gets first dibs at the lifeboats, you know, that sort of thing,” explained the mining titan.

Mr. Palmer waived off skeptical comments regarding his ability to calve an iceberg. “Oh come now, my consultants tell me that an iceberg is either a snowball or an ice cube, so that means we’ll either roll it or chip it. Either way, compared to the logistics of a strip mine, it’s a piece of cake.”

A PIECE OF CAKE

A PIECE OF CAKE

Environmental organizations did not respond to phones calls seeking comment, but Mr. Palmer said he would address their concerns, as he has always done in his mining operations. “I intend to hire Sir Ranulph Fiennes as a sort of diplomat at large for the project, and he will assist in fundraising for anyone who has doubts or questions, and I am sure everyone will be happy in the end. We even had the idea that Sir Ranulph might take charge of a few lucky greenies who could bundle up all warm and fuzzy and ride the iceberg, you know, see the disaster from that perspective.”

When asked how he could justify spending a fortune to produce the replica simply to destroy it, Mr. Palmer replied, “Well, when I started this, I thought the point was to complete the maiden voyage that the iceberg sort of interrupted back in 1912. Then I read our own internal surveys, and I had this stunning epiphany —  there is no way to compete with what really happened, so why not make it happen again? That way a whole new generation gets to experience the thrill of being carried down, deep inside what has become a tremendously powerful modern myth. No way can I let such an opportunity float by — so I figure let’s go whole hog.”

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THE WHOLE HOG

Yes, but will passengers who go whole hog be carried once again to their deaths? “My lawyers are still reviewing all that, but we’re thinking there will be different ticket classes — the more you pay, the more risk you accept. The highest price will be for those who want to go the full monty, and leave everything, you know, to fate. The main rescue boat was called the Carpathia, and we’re already about half done with a replica of her. I mean compared to the Titanic II, she is nought but an overblown tug boat.”

Once Titanic II disappears beneath the waves, what then? “Well, I’ve discovered I have a driving passion for building boats. I am prepared to keep building Titanics for as long as there are people who want to walk the walk and take a chilly swim past midnight. Some people may dream of taking a stroll on the moon, but on board the Titanic II you will get to look that iceberg dead in the eye, and then look your fellow passengers dead in the eye and find out who you really are at crunch time. You can’t slap a price tag on that.”

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