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Thursday, February 21, 2008

A First Black Presidency in the Light of Mexican History

(cross-posted at Rachel's Tavern)

There is an interesting discussion going on right now over at The Field Negro about what the first black President would actually mean for America.

Here are some points I'll summarize from the post and then from the ensuing discussion.


  • Many white people may be voting for Obama in the assumption that if he's elected, racism will magically cease to exist. This false perception might actually make things worse for black people.

  • But the people in charge right now (Republican conservatives) don't believe racism exists anyway.

  • Obama's potential victory would represent a great advance for black people, especially in their sense of self-worth.

  • Obama is running for President of America, not President of Black America. As such, it's wiser to vote not from a black perspective, but from an American citizen perspective.

  • Black people should not expect that black elected leaders will accomplish everything; change also needs to come from the individual and community level.


I want to take a detour and talk about a fascinating precedent from our neighbor, Mexico. This precedent helps gives a global perspective to the question "what could the first black President mean for America."

Benito Juárez (1806-1872) was the president of Mexico for four terms in the 19th century. The story of his personal background and rise to power is awe-inspiring. He was the son of Zapotec villagers in the mountains in the south of Mexico. One day, he walked down from the mountains into town and took shelter at a church. He was 12 years old, illiterate, and could not speak Spanish, only Zapotec.

Educated by priests, he learned Spanish, studied law, became a lawyer, then a judge, then began a political career. The barriers to all of this cannot be overstated. 19th-century Mexico was a caste-ridden society with full-blooded indigenous people at the bottom, mestizos in the middle and the white criollos at the very top. At every single step of the way, his facial features would have marked him out for exclusion and prejudice.

His Liberal party stood for reform against the more traditionalist Conservatives. He believed in secular, humanist and egalitarian ideals. He considered himself an ally of Lincoln, and when the Confederacy asked his government for help, he threw their emissary in jail, then deported him, "saying he would never give support to a country that held nearly one-third of its people in permanent bondage." He believed in the separation of church and state and wanted to end the rule of the Catholic Church, which controlled vast amounts of land, the educational system and great political power.

The Conservatives hated him so much that when Juárez was elected, they invited in the French army to take over Mexico. They would rather destroy Mexico's independence than live under a Juárez presidency.

Juárez's government fled to the north of Mexico and regrouped. He spent much of his time in office fighting off the French, and finally won. The French-installed usurper, Emperor Maximilian I, was sentenced to death. Four years later, Juárez died of a heart attack while working in his office.

Juárez is one of Mexico's best-loved Presidents. His face is on peso notes; he is everywhere memorialized in municipal names and public statues. Juárez is praised for preserving Mexico's independence against invading Europeans and advancing Mexico from semi-feudalism into the early stages of capitalism. His successor, the long-reigning Porfirio Díaz, is as hated as Juárez is loved. Díaz basically sold out Mexico to the United States and let it slide back into stagnation; his reign was so incredibly regressive it led to the Mexican Revolution of 1911.

What did this mean for indigenous Mexicans? After all, Juárez was the first truly native ruler in 300 years, since the time of Moctezuma and Cuauhtémoc. In this respect, his legacy was mixed. His rule was undoubtedly good for all Mexican citizens, especially when he's compared with his most miserable predecessors and successors. He did much to release the death grip of feudalism and theocracy. On the other hand, to drive forward his vision of modernity, he was ruthless and held no ethnic loyalty. His land reforms destroyed a particular form of communal land ownership and left indigenous people much more vulnerable to having their remaining land expropriated. He attacked not only traditions that hurt them, but traditions that helped them.

Today, the status of Mexico's indigenous people is better than in the 19th century. But it's still not very good. The modern-day veneration of Juárez coexists with severe structural oppression and an informal caste system. To give you some idea of how strong this system is… I once browsed some Mexican job ads and noticed a requirement for many jobs: "buena presentación". I asked a Mexican friend what this meant. "Is it like 'professional demeanor'?" He said, cynically, "it means you shouldn't look too Indian or they won't hire you."

19th-century Mexico isn't 21st-century America, of course. The parallel is inexact but illuminating. The first black President of America won't signify an end to racism… perhaps even not in 100 years. It's just one of many steps in many intersecting paths along the way. On the other hand, a lot can happen in 100 years. I don’t think I'll see the end of racism and casteism in my lifetime, but I still hold out hope it will happen in the lifetime of my grandchildren.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Floods in Mexico


Million people hit as Mexico flood waters continue to rise


From: Me
To: Hank Johnson
Subject: International Relations
Via: http://hankjohnson.house.gov/contact_hank_write.shtml

I am writing as your constituent to ask that you work to provide urgent aid to the Mexican state of Tabasco.

I have not heard anything in the news yet about our response to the devastating floods affecting the state of Tabasco. 80% of the state is underwater and 300,000 people need to be evacuated before further rain hits. I hope Congress is working on efforts and coordinating with the Mexican government to assist in evacuating these people and sheltering the homeless.

If such efforts are not already underway, it is our duty as neighbors to initiate them. Mexico immediately sent an aid convoy in response to Hurricane Katrina and we could do no less to aid them.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Mexico's Migrant Mountain

I just read this article from the BBC.

My only reaction: one of the distinctive hallmarks of Mexican culture is the sophistication, sheer biting force and prevalence of black humor. Irish and Russian are other cultures known for black humor, but as far as I know, Mexicans take the prize.

From the BBC

Millions of migrants have crossed illegally from Mexico into the United States. Their experience could hardly be more real. But now at a controversial theme park in Mexico, tourists can pretend to be an illegal migrant.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

End of the Year Message

I'm really enjoying this blogging thing. I didn't know where this was going to go when I started, and right now it's a weird hybrid blog, which I kind of like. I think I'll continue to keep it light on the personal details, but bring my life into it more when I talk about racial and political issues and when adoption and fertility milestones come up. I'll also keep discussing local stories, like the Rashad Head case (no major update yet) and international ones that deserve more coverage, like human rights in Oaxaca.

Right now the next milestone is coming the second week of January, when we'll have another homestudy visit. I'm prepared for a long wait. After my father recuperates and goes back to Japan on March 13th, matching will begin. The agency warns us to expect a wait time of nine months. I doubt that's the exact average wait time, but it's a resonant number for obvious reasons.

In Oaxaca news, below I'm putting some faces to the events. My prior posts on the subject were Teaching and Learning in Oaxaca, Message to the Mexican Consulate and Oaxaca Solidarity.

The man on the right is Dionisio Martinez, one of the artists in the email I sent earlier. He's being interviewed after his release from prison in Nayarit. This is dated December 26th. He had this to say, which was very heartening: "The worst fear for me once in Nayarit was that the people had forgotten us. I would say, “And what if the people aren’t doing anything? And if the people haven’t protested?” Because we were detained in the most critical moment of the movement. We were detained when the movement was in its worst moment. The first news of hope was when some representatives arrived to tell us that all over the world there were demonstrations of solidarity, calling for our release. This news nourished us; it was like a tank of oxygen. With this we knew that in fact in the United States and in many embassies around the world they were fighting for our release. I feel that this pressure influence on those who granted our release."


Here's Brad Will, the American who was shot down in Oaxaca and filmed his own death. There is more info here at Friends of Brad Will.



Lastly, here is a satirical poem my mother emailed me, by Peter Kuper, a cartoonist living in Oaxaca City.

Police Navidad

Twas X-mas night in Oaxaca and all through the town,
not a teacher was stirring (they're in jail, not around).
The graffiti of protest has been covered with paint
and police roam the streets to enforce that it's quaint.
All barricades gone, tear gas dissipated,
burning buses removed and encampments have faded.
It's like nothing has happened,
Gov'nor Ulises pretends,
no cheating, nor violence, he'll declare 'til the end.
But the people know better, they'll never forget;
and the deeds of Ulises will haunt like the debt
that won't ever be paid, though would ease with his leaving,
and return of the money that he took with his thieving.
Then maybe, just maybe, things would start to be right,
and the wronged of Oaxaca might enjoy X-mas night.


Happy New Year every one who reads my weird upside-down blog and everyone I know from the forums and other blogs! I've already learned so much from everyone out there! Let's all keep learning from each other. May you and any and all of your children have the year you need and want to have.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Oaxaca Solidarity



FMR. DETAINEE: [translated] The worst moment for me was the day they detained me. The teargas, the police. They tied me up. I didn't understand anything. I didn't know what was happening. All 21 days were terrible. I didn't know what the APPO was or the teachers’ union. I didn't know anything about them. Now, I am determined to join them, because the government made me suffer so much. I’ll join them to help get rid of the government, because I don't want this government anymore. They not only made me suffer, but also made my whole family suffer. I’ll work with the people who have been struggling, whatever the organization is, the APPO or whatever. I don’t want my grandchildren to suffer what I’ve suffered. I want to fight for the release of all the innocent women who are still in Nayarit. They are humble people who make fans to maintain their family. Some of them are barefoot. Many don’t even speak Spanish, only Mizteco.

JOHN GIBLER: For Democracy Now!, this is John Gibler reporting with Elizabeth Press in Oaxaca City.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Message to the Mexican Consulate

Consulado General de México en Atlanta

Contáctenos
Consulado General de México en Atlanta
2600 Apple Valley Rd.
Atlanta Georgia 30319 USA
Teléfono: 404-266-2233
Facsimile: 404-266-2302

Su nombre:
Su email:
Su teléfono:

Para una respuesta más rápida,
por favor proporcione su Dirección postal:

Asunto: Protección a Mexicanos

Su mensaje:

Estimados representantes del Consulado,

Les escribo como un ciudadano de EE.UU. y residente de Atlanta para solicitar su atención a los casos de Gerardo Bonilla y Dionisio Martínez, artistas oaxaqueños.

Ahora se quedan en un carcél en Nayarit. Les suplico que hagan lo posible para apoyar derechos humanos en México. Estos artistas no han cometido ningún crimen. Ellos no merecen ser encarcelados, y corren peligro de tortura.

Muchas gracias por su atención.


Translation:

Dear Consulate Representatives,

I write to you as a U.S. citizen and resident of Atlanta in order to solicit your attention to the cases of Gerardo Bonilla and Dionisio Martinez, Oaxacan artists.

They are now in a Nayarit prison. I beg you to do whatever is possible in order to support human rights in Mexico. These artists have committed no crime. They do not deserve to be prisoners, and they are in danger of torture.

Thank you for your attention.

*Update: I just realized I referred to myself as a man in the email. Damn, my Spanish is rusty.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Teaching and Learning in Oaxaca

More than five years ago, I was on the track to become an academic and studying for a crucial graduate-level Spanish exam. Don Quijote was on the required reading list. I'd been putting off reading it, simply because it was so important, so daunting and so long.

I decided I needed some time by myself. I had some money saved up, so I went to Oaxaca City in Oaxaca, Mexico and rented an efficiency apartment near the town center (in fact, right behind the breathtaking colonial cathedral) for six weeks. At the same time, I signed up for tutoring at a private language school, since I was at that awkward advanced level where formal classes don't really help anymore. I'd been to Oaxaca City before. It is (or was?) one of the most beautiful places in Mexico. It has such a vibrant urban indigenous culture; I could hear the old languages spoken every day just walking along the streets or stopping by the marketplaces. The food in Oaxaca is the best in Mexico, in my biased opinion, and therefore the best in the entire Western Hemisphere… there are even many non-Oaxacan Mexicans who'd agree.

My tutor was a young man named Hugo who happened to be studying for his own linguistics degree. I'd already formed a sort of stereotype of Mexican intellectuals, and Hugo fit that to a T: slightly pudgy, wearing glasses, speaking in soft, serious tones and formidably intelligent. I really needed his help, because I'm not the most social person and find it difficult striking up friendships with people I randomly meet. Without Hugo I wouldn't have anyone to really practice my Spanish with. We never had lesson plans. We just talked for an hour each day, and he'd correct me when I said a word or phrase wrong, then give me new vocabulary and the occasional informal writing assignment. He had a wry sense of humor and once teased me for using "palabras domingueras" -- he explained these were ornate words employed by haughty, high-class families who had formal picnics every Sunday. Of course, I was picking up these words from the 17th century Spanish of Don Quijote. We spent most of the time talking about linguistics, Don Quijote, history, anthropology and culture. Hugo's ancestry was Zapotec, and he was in the process of learning the Zapotec language. Zapotec has multiple tones, like Chinese, but unlike Japanese, Korean or the Indo-European languages.

Oaxaca City is in a sad state today, and I really hope Hugo is doing OK. The whole problem in Oaxaca started with a teacher's strike. Teachers are pitifully underpaid. My own lessons with Hugo were dirt cheap by American standards but much more than he would have received in the public system. As far as I understand it, every year there was a traditional strike, and every year the government would give them a small raise, since otherwise the teachers would never get an extra penny. The new PRI governor of Oaxaca decided not to follow the tradition and instead clamped down on the teachers strike and demonstrations using paramilitary goon squads. An association including the teachers union, other unions and left-wing groups began massive demonstrations. Tourism, one of the mainstays of the economy, has disappeared. Protesters have been shot and killed, arrested and tortured, disappeared. Federal troops are currently occupying Oaxaca City.

The situation has gotten very little coverage in the US English-language press. Since a U.S. filmmaker was shot and killed there last month, there's been more of it. Sadly, he filmed his own death.

From the Mercury News:

No obvious gunfire is audible when the fatal bullet enters Will's abdomen. There's just a sickening thud and then a high-pitched scream, the final sound the 36-year-old filmmaker recorded of himself as he stumbled, then collapsed. The last several seconds of the video are clearly taken with the camera on its side, motionless.

Today a tense uncertain calm reigns in Oaxaca. Within days of the Dec. 1 inauguration of Mexico's new conservative President Felipe Calderon, the leftists who'd been leading protests in Oaxaca were arrested. They've been charged with sedition, among other crimes. Efforts to bring Will's killers to justice may tell much about whether Calderon, after a divisive election, can take control of this troubled state and nation.

Six months of unrest have taken a heavy toll on Oaxaca, a place famed for its archaeological sites and beaches, but it remains among Mexico's poorest states, with high rates of illiteracy, poverty and disease. About a dozen people have died in the unrest, most of them protesters. Hundreds more have been arrested, detained or, in a handful of international cases, deported.

What can people in the U.S. do? Here's an appeal I just ran across doing a web search, posted in CounterPunch. Oddly enough it has an Apocalypto connection.

From One of the Actors in Apocalypto
An Urgent Message on the Disappeared of Oaxaca
By BERNARDO DIAZ

Greetings from Oaxaca, Mexico.

My name is Bernardo Ruiz and in this movie, Apocalypto, I play the part of Drunkards Four.

My Oaxaca friends Emiliana and Hilaria, who now live in Austin, agreed to pass on to you my message. Apocalypto is about some of the amazing ancient history of our country and its indigenous people. But as you probably know, our struggles continue even to this day.

In recent weeks, our beautiful city, Oaxaca, has been occupied by federal troops. It came at a time when many of our people were beginning to stand up for our civil rights with sit-ins and other kinds of non-violent protest. Now the troops have started tracking down and arresting not only our leaders, but also many people from our artistic community here. One of them is my good friend the painter Gerardo Bonilla. Another is the artist Dionisio Martinez.

Some of you know Gerardo, because three years ago, he exhibited his paintings at La Peña in downtown Austin. It means a great deal to me--and I know to Gerardo and Dionisio--just to feel that you in know something about our real lives today, and to know that you are thinking of us and support us.

Call the local Mexican embassy and your state and local representatives and please send a letter on their behalf addressed to President Calderón.

Consulate General of Mexico
800 Brazos St, Suite 330
Austin, TX 78701
512-478-2866 ext 107

I said this before, but I really hope Hugo and his family and his teacher friends are OK. I will be writing a letter to my own Mexican consulate.

Mexican Consulate
2600 Apple Valley Rd NE
Atlanta, GA 30319
(404) 266-2233